Why can he still think and see his surroundings?
He was clearly lying face down in a pool of blood, so why could he see Itachi on the roof?
Could it be... Uchiha Feiyun couldn't help but think of the sixty-level Spiritual Power he gained when he transmigrated.
Wait... Spiritual Power!
Could this be the legendary enlightenment through Spiritual Power? It is said that when Spiritual Power is cultivated to a certain level, one can ignore the death of the physical body, and even rebuild it!
"Hahaha, it's finally my turn!"
"Konoha F4, Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Obito, just you wait, I'll return the favor! No one will have an easy time!"
...However, Uchiha Feiyun seemed to be celebrating too early. He found that no matter how hard he tried, no matter what methods he attempted, his "corpse" remained motionless.
Moreover, with massive blood loss and internal organs ceasing to function, his body had already begun to gradually turn cold, and his whole body was stiffening.
"I'm sorry, I was too loud just now, don't do this to me!" Uchiha Feiyun wailed inwardly.
He was genuinely anxious, because Itachi had left, and next would be the Anbu and Root cleaning up.
He knew deep down that if he fell into Danzo's hands, it would be better to die by Itachi's hand!
If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't be long before that old hag Danzo Shimura came to gouge out eyes.
And according to the plot in his memory, when the entire Uchiha clan was resurrected later, not a single clan member was resurrected.
That is to say, all the Uchiha clan's corpses were either completely burned, or they became 10086 pieces in a laboratory! The kind where you couldn't even find one piece!
"Don't panic! Calm down... Since I still have consciousness, there must be a way, there must be!"
Uchiha Feiyun suppressed his fear and continued to try various methods.
Up, up, soul out of body!
Failure... Mental control, move hands, move feet... Still failure.
Damn it!
Phew... Calm down!
Intention... soul?
That's right! Let's first see where my Spiritual Power is!
Thinking of this, Uchiha Feiyun composed himself, his Spiritual Power becoming calm, slowly sinking and returning to his body.
Sure enough, he made a new discovery. It turned out that his Spiritual Power was in his mind, like a transparent energy field.
At this moment, everything seemed clear... He no longer tried to use his brain to control his body, because not only was his body dead, but his brain was also dead!
Fei Yun tried many times and finally managed to mobilize his Spiritual Power.
The young man lying motionless on the ground suddenly moved his fingers... Although he could slightly control his body to move, he wasn't happy at all.
"This won't do! With such a clumsy body, even if I can move, I can't escape at all."
"What should I do?"
Just then, Fei Yun's Spiritual Power surged through his severed neck, and something magical happened... The wound on his neck healed quite a bit!
So, he quickly concentrated his Spiritual Power on his neck.
Sure enough, the wound quickly closed and healed, cells regenerated and linked together... Uchiha Feiyun slowly crawled out of the pool of blood, kneeling on the ground: "How do I escape now? If I'm discovered, I still can't escape death!"
He frowned and thought for a while, but he really couldn't think of a way to escape the clan compound and Konoha.
Even with his toes, he knew that for such a large project, how could Konoha not have corresponding actions in place?
Presumably, the entire Uchiha clan compound was being monitored by Anbu members!
Not to mention those terrifyingly strong elders, even an ordinary ANBU Ninja was not someone Uchiha Feiyun could handle!
"I can only play dead and see what happens."
He gouged out the Sharingan of the surrounding clan members, and then cruelly gouged out his own eyes.
He took out a Ninjutsu scroll for space, and put a large bottle of nutrient solution full of Sharingan into it.
Then he cut an incision in his abdomen and carefully hid the scroll inside.
There was no other way; if he didn't do this, his eyes would definitely be gouged out by others!
After doing all this, Uchiha Feiyun continued to lie down and play dead, tearing open his healed neck again.
Anyway, this body now looked like a dead person, and no one could see anything amiss... Itachi stood in his family courtyard, looking at the warm lamplight filtering through the paper door.
His father Fugaku and mother Uchiha Mikoto were waiting in the living room.
They knew he would come... As the head of the Uchiha, Fugaku had long foreseen this day through his Sharingan.
And tonight, Fugaku had also taken down several of the clan's most troublesome strong individuals in advance, fearing that his two sons would die in the chaos!
"Come in, Itachi," his father's steady voice came from inside the house.
Itachi pushed open the door and saw his parents sitting upright, with two cups of already cold tea in front of them.
His mother's eyes were red and swollen, clearly having cried recently.
His father's face was calm, as if he had already accepted fate's arrangement.
"I gave Sasuke a mission to train in the back mountains, plus school detention, so he should be back in a while," Fugaku looked directly into his son's eyes, "This way you'll have enough time... to complete your mission."
Mikoto's tears welled up again: "Itachi... my child... why must you..."
"For the peace of the Village," Itachi's voice was so cold it didn't sound like his own, "The Uchiha rebellion would plunge Konoha into civil war, giving other Ninja Villages an opportunity. I cannot allow that to happen."
Fugaku sighed deeply: "I understand. What promises did Danzo and the Third Hokage give you?"
"Sasuke's life," Itachi replied curtly, "He will live, as the last Uchiha."
Fugaku closed his eyes and slowly nodded: "Do it. But promise me, protect your younger brother."
A flash of blade, and the Uchiha clan head and his wife fell into a pool of blood.
Itachi knelt down and gently closed his parents' eyes.
A crack finally appeared on his face, and a tear fell onto his father's gradually cooling face.
Gouging out his parents' eyes, Uchiha Itachi hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he used Amaterasu to burn them away.
Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
"I'm home!" Sasuke's cheerful voice grew closer, "Dad! Mom! I learned my brother's shuriken Jutsu today!"
Itachi quickly wiped away his tears, stood up, and turned towards the door.
Seven-year-old Sasuke excitedly pulled open the door, the smile on his face freezing the moment he saw the scene inside.
"Brother... what... what's going on..." Sasuke's voice trembled, his small body beginning to shake uncontrollably.
He saw his parents lying in a pool of blood, he saw the blood-dripping kunai in his brother's hand, he saw those strange, murderous eyes.
"Sasuke," Itachi's voice was inhumanly cold, "You are too weak."
Sasuke's pupils contracted to pinpricks, his legs gave out, and he fell to his knees: "No... impossible... Dad, Mom... Brother, you..."
"Want to know why?" Itachi's Mangekyo Sharingan began to spin, "Look into my eyes, Sasuke."
A terrifying Genjutsu instantly invaded Sasuke's brain.
This Genjutsu was too advanced, comparable to being there in person!
He saw his brother massacring the entire clan, he could hear the cries of children, he could clearly smell the strong scent of blood... All the tragedies replayed before his eyes, every detail sickeningly clear.
"Ah--!" Sasuke screamed, clutching his head, tears and snot smearing his entire face.
His world collapsed at that moment; his most admired brother had become his most hated enemy.
Itachi looked down at his broken younger brother, his voice cold: "My foolish little brother, if you want to kill me, then hate me, detest me."
"Run, run... then live a cowardly, ugly life."
"And then... when you possess the same eyes as me, come find me again."
With that, Itachi turned and walked towards the door, leaving Sasuke curled up on the ground, sobbing.
"Wait!" Sasuke suddenly looked up, a single tomoe Sharingan appearing in his eyes—under extreme emotional stimulation, he finally awakened the Uchiha Bloodline Limit.
"I'll kill you! Itachi!"
Sasuke grabbed a kunai from the table and charged at his brother, but Itachi knocked him to the ground with a simple Taijutsu move.
The kunai clanged as it fell far away, and Sasuke's face was pressed into his parents' blood.
Itachi sneered: "Come seek revenge when you've truly become strong."
The blood moon still hung high, and the Uchiha clan compound was silent as a graveyard.
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