"Uchiha Itachi!"
Upon seeing Uchiha Itachi again, Sasuke found himself not as enraged as he had imagined. On the contrary, he felt extraordinarily calm, though his killing intent had not diminished in the slightest.
Facing the cold stares of over a dozen Sharingan, Itachi's expression remained unchanged. Stepping into the hall, he imdiately looked at Sasuke, scanning him up and down before calmly stating, "Sasuke, you've grown quite a bit."
Sasuke replied in a cold tone, "You, on the other hand, haven't changed at all. Your eyes are still as indifferent."
"Is that so?" Itachi observed the now still Sasuke with slight surprise, remarking, "You're not shouting and rushing at recklessly like last ti."
The last ti the brothers had t was in a corridor of an inn outside of Konoha. A mory flashed through Sasuke's mind. Back then, seeing Itachi had ignited a fury within him, leading him to attack impulsively, only to have his Chidori easily deflected.
But now...
Sasuke chuckled coldly and said, "Indeed, you don't understand at all. That was then; now, I've found my own path. Uchiha Itachi, prepare to face our wrath!"
"Our wrath?" Itachi's gaze finally shifted, surveying the others present.
"Uchiha Itachi!"
Uchiha Kei, Uchiha Heng, and Uchiha Kanagi, among others, glared at him with deep-seated hatred.
Just as they were about to say more, Itachi ignored them, his eyes swiftly scanning the room until they paused montarily on the sowhat unfamiliar yet familiar face of Uchiha Izumi. Quickly, he returned his focus to Sasuke, stating, "So, your reliance is on these people? A group of Uchiha survivors who barely escaped death and have been hiding all these years?"
"Uchiha Itachi! We've waited all these years for this mont, to finally kill you here!" Uchiha Kei exclaid in fury.
In response, Itachi shook his head calmly, "You should have found a quiet place to live out your lives instead of coming here to die, squandering the luck that saved you."
"Our mother is dead, our grandmother is dead, our friends are dead, our clansn are dead. If we don't avenge them, what purpose do we have in living?" Uchiha Izumi, eyes red with tears, glared at Itachi, speaking each word with resolve.
Itachi remained silent. He did not look at Izumi. After a brief pause, he simply said, "Living is the purpose."
With that, he turned his attention back to Sasuke, saying, "I told you that when you possess the sa eyes as , you can co to . But now, it seems you are still unworthy."
"Kill your closest friend to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan? I am not you. I have no interest in such vile thods." Sasuke scoffed, gripping his sword hilt, "I don't need the Mangekyō to take your life."
"Left and right, you keep ntioning 'we'. Sasuke, you truly have changed."
Itachi's eyelids lowered, briefly masking a fleeting sense of gratification. When he raised his eyes again, they were icy as he said, "I wonder if you'll awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan once all these 'we' are dead."
Clang!
Sasuke's face darkened as he drew his blade, saying coldly, "You won't get the chance!"
"Oh, really?"
Itachi's tone changed, rare fervor and greed seeping in, "Though more have joined, it's still beneficial. Sasuke, I've been waiting for this day for a long ti!"
"Your eyes, I will take them!"
Crackle!
In response, Sasuke's blade crackled with lightning as he retorted, "I've been waiting for this day too! I don't need your eyes, just your life!"
"Kill Uchiha Itachi!"
"Revenge for our clansn!"
"At any cost!"
Other Uchiha clan mbers drew their weapons, their killing intent palpable.
At this mont, the Sharingan of more than a dozen Uchiha mbers blazed with murderous intensity within the shrine.
The Uchiha's war of revenge had begun.
Clang, clang, clang...
From that mont, the high-pitched clashing of steel rang continuously throughout the hall, the ferocity of the battle even reaching Kisa at the collapsed torii gate.
"Has it begun? Another civil war within the Uchiha clan."
Kisa was no stranger to internal strife. In the Mist Village, coups and infighting were as frequent as drinking water. Disillusioned by reality, he had eagerly joined the Akatsuki upon hearing "Uchiha Madara's" Eye of the Moon Plan.
Unlike other Akatsuki mbers who only knew the surface-level tailed beast weapon plan, Kisa, trusted deeply by "Madara," knew more of the truth.
Even so, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret regarding Itachi's likely fate.
"Can he win?"
Aware of Itachi's physical condition and vaguely understanding his resolve, Kisa still listened intently with so hope.
As he unconsciously stepped forward, trying to hear more clearly, an unfamiliar voice sounded behind him, "If I were you, I wouldn't take another step."
Kisa froze, not turning around, but his hand imdiately reached for his Sahada, "Oh? Why not?"
"Because... if you take another step, Sahada will have a new owner," the voice said flatly.
Kisa's hand paused, but he gripped Sahada tightly before finally turning to face the speaker.
He saw a young man with black hair and black eyes, who bore a slight resemblance to an Uchiha. However, the man's simple white robe bore no Uchiha clan crest, only two crescent moon symbols on his shoulders.
"Wait! Crescent moons... The Hagoromo clan?!"
Thanks to the resurgence of the "Hagoromo" na over the past two years, the Hagoromo clan's crest had beco as recognizable as the Uchiha's.
Kisa was one of those who knew it well. His pupils contracted, and he imdiately recognized the young man's identity.
"Hagoromo Gengetsu!"
Uchiha Itachi had been defeated by him, and even "Uchiha Madara" held him in great fear.
Moreover, Uchiha Sasuke and the rumored surviving Uchiha had reportedly joined this man's ranks.
With all these people here, Gengetsu's presence made perfect sense.
Realizing this, Kisa imdiately abandoned any thought of conflict. He released his grip on Sahada and respectfully addressed the newcor, "Hoshigaki Kisa, at your service, Hagoromo-sama."
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