Itachi showed up here tonight, obviously planning to exterminate the clan.

If he faced his own son, he would probably just wait for death.

As for other members of the tribe, many of them fell dead.

The more Fugaku thought about it, the uglier his expression became. He simply lowered his head and remained silent.

Bai Yulin ignored him and turned his gaze back to Uchiha Itachi who was pinched in Susanoo's giant palm.

Itachi was still struggling at this point, even though his body was exhausted.

"Madara...that's not right."

"To be more precise, it should be that idiot Obito - is he waiting for you not far from the village right now?"

The calmness in Itachi's eyes instantly shattered, replaced by astonishment and trembling:

"You...how did you..."

His voice was hoarse, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He could only mutter a few words with difficulty, as if questioning how Bai Yulin knew it.

Bai Yulin didn't explain, but just waved his hand, and the blue-purple giant palm of Susanoo suddenly slapped downwards -

"boom!!!"

The entire hall shook, and a huge hole was blasted out in the ground.

Uchiha Itachi was smashed into the ground and completely fainted.

His Anbu uniform was shattered, his sword was broken, and he fell into the dust.

Bai Yulin retracted the Susanoo behind him, and the blue-purple chakra that oppressed the entire arena gradually dissipated.

He looked at Uchiha Itachi, who was already unconscious and lying in the dust, and said with his head tilted:

"That Itachi guy is already half dead."

"Pull out his eyes."

He had no emotion, as if what fell to the ground was not the "future of Uchiha" or the "betrayal and struggle of a genius boy."

It's just a failed product worth salvaging for parts.

“Eyes…eyes?!”

Uchiha Setsuna on the side was slightly stunned, and there was a moment of confusion and hesitation on his face.

But he soon noticed the look Bai Yulin was looking at him, nodded immediately, and walked quickly forward.

He pulled out his kunai and turned his wrist.

"Pfft——!"

Accompanied by a sharp tearing sound, Uchiha Itachi suddenly let out an instinctive howl.

That was the last cry before the death struggle.

His eyeballs were forcibly removed.

This "tragic son of Uchiha" plays a very important role in the original story, has deep difficulties, and sacrifices himself for the so-called peace.

But at this moment, I couldn't even express my "hardships", and on this night, I completely lost the meaning of existence.

Uchiha Setsuna picked up the eyeballs, carefully put them into a cloth bag, and handed them to Bai Yulin.

After taking the cloth bag, Bai Yulin weighed it and then threw it lightly.

Before anyone could react——

"Om-"

Bai Yulin's right eye shook slightly, and a vortex appeared.

Divine power!

The space collapsed instantly, and a vortex opened up like an invisible abyss, swallowing the bag of eyeballs into the alien space in the blink of an eye.

"The eyes of the Naruto world..."

He chuckled lightly,

“It’s always been plug and play.”

"It won't hurt to keep it."

Bai Yulin seemed to suddenly remember something and said:

"...It's time to deal with those two guys who are waiting to take advantage of the situation."

When these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"Picking...picking up something that was left behind?"

The tribesmen looked at each other, and before they could react, they subconsciously followed his gaze.

Bai Yulin was seen looking towards the distant direction outside the clan territory.

……

at the same time.

On a high rocky slope not far from the Uchiha clan's territory, Danzo Shimura stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the Uchiha clan's territory in the distance shrouded in the night.

He frowned and muttered to himself:

“…It’s too quiet.”

It had been too long since Itachi sneaked into the clan's territory. Apart from the violent tremors that had occurred earlier, there had been no movement in the entire clan's territory.

There were no explosions, no sounds of fighting, and no signs of the tribesmen fleeing in fear.

It was as if the entire Uchiha had become completely silent.

At this moment, a dark shadow appeared behind him.

The members of the Root Organization bowed their heads and whispered:

"Lord Danzo."

"No unusual intelligence has been reported yet. Everything is proceeding silently."

"Itachi...hasn't made a move yet?"

Danzo narrowed his eyes.

"Based on the information we have so far, it should be."

The Root Organization members paused.

"Perhaps there are some obstacles..."

"impossible!"

Danzo swung his sleeves violently.

"The Uchiha clan? Can they stop Itachi?"

"They are just a bunch of trapped animals, they can't cause any trouble!"

After a moment of silence, Danzo said coldly:

"Take someone and go in and take a look."

The Root Ninja was stunned, but didn't dare to say anything. They nodded respectfully.

"……Yes."

His figure then turned into a black shadow again and quietly merged into the darkness.

Danzo still stood there, staring intently at the ground below, but a sense of uneasiness that he had never felt before arose in his heart.

"What went wrong?"

Danzo's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

His plan should have been foolproof.

As long as Uchiha Itachi takes action, as long as all the clan members are eliminated, as long as his people appear in the clan territory at the right time...

So, what we need to do next is to reap the fruits of victory.

It's not intelligence, it's not human life, it's the Sharingan.

A gleam of greed flashed in Danzo's eyes, and his arm, wrapped in layers of bandages, trembled.

That is not an ordinary thing, it is Hashirama's cells, one of the most dangerous existences in the ninja world.

Danzo transplanted Hashirama's cells, but he was never able to fully control them.

Because that power is too strong, when it is unable to control Hashirama's cells, they will be devoured by it.

The only thing that can suppress, harmonize and maintain its balance is the Sharingan.

The reason why he manipulated the night of genocide was not for the so-called political stability or the legitimacy of the Will of Fire, but to achieve his own success.

But the strange silence at the moment made the uneasiness that he had suppressed for a long time in his heart rekindle.

"The plan won't go wrong..."

"Then the question... is - who?"

Just when Danzo was full of doubts.

Da-da-da...

Footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

His face darkened and he was about to turn around when his right arm, which was wrapped and sealed with layers of bandages, suddenly became violently agitated!

It's Hashirama's cells!

The ferocity and vitality that had been suppressed for so long seemed to be subjected to some overwhelming stimulation and oppression at this moment.

It was trembling, swelling, and fearful, but it was more like it had instinctively sensed the source.

"Something's wrong!"

Danzo's pupils shrank sharply, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He held the seal tightly with his right hand, his entire arm thrashing wildly like a wild beast.

"What's going on…is it afraid?"

"Hashirama's cells are actually instinctively resisting...something approaching?"

"Who is it? Xing!"

Danzo turned around suddenly, and saw a black-haired boy slowly walking out of the night.

……

ps. Chapter 2.

Chapter 131: [Please subscribe] Obito is confused, why is Pain here?

In the night not far away, the footsteps became clearer and clearer.

Bai Yulin walked closer step by step and finally stopped in front of Danzo.

Next to him, the puppet princess was still following.

Ai Si looked at the bandaged old man in front of her.

After a moment, she tilted her head:

"Yu Lin——"

"Is this person also an enemy?"

Bai Yulin nodded with a smile:

"of course."

Ais said "Oh", then looked at Danzo seriously again.

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