With blood splashing from the tip of his blade, yet another Uchiha clansman died under Obito Uchiha's sword.
Facing a siege of nearly three hundred people alone, even Obito Uchiha found it rather taxing, despite possessing Kamui.
After paying the price of over a dozen lives, these Uchiha ninja no longer recklessly clashed head-on with Obito. Instead, they quickly began to analyze his abilities.
Intangibility makes him invincible for a duration. To hit him, we must wait for the moment he attacks.
Obito sneered as he watched the Uchiha ninja before him break into dozens of small squads to launch continuous, wave-like attacks.
Kamui was indeed powerful.
But he, Obito Uchiha, possessed more than just Kamui!
He formed hand seals, and the words that left his mouth caused the expressions of every Uchiha present to change drastically.
"Wood Style: Hell's Uprising."
Wood Style?!
How is that possible?!
This guy can use Lord Hashirama's jutsu?!
You must be joking!
Without giving the Uchiha a single moment to think, the entire earth began to churn. Under the influence of the Hashirama cells within Obito's body, countless branches surged from the ground, striking indiscriminately at every enemy in the vicinity!
It really was Wood Style!
Seeing this, the souls of every Uchiha present nearly left their bodies in terror.
The Uchiha clan knew the power of Wood Style best of all; even Madara Uchiha back in the day could not stop this Release!
Those present wanted to flee, but the sharp branches barred their path. In a single move, the blood of dozens of Uchiha clansmen was spilled across the ground!
The sharp branches pierced their corpses, absorbing their nutrients to grow even larger!
In an instant, the entire battlefield became a living hell.
The blood-stained branches swarmed toward the living like devils from the underworld!
The obstructed Uchiha were their targets!
Some Uchiha attempted to use Fire Style to burn the branches, but the wood was incredibly hard; it couldn't be burned away in mere moments. In fact, the branches became even more dangerous once set ablaze!
Wrapped in flames and licking up blood, they pierced the bodies of the Uchiha like plants from hell, greedy devils absorbing everything!
Obito watched the scene with an unchanging expression beneath his mask.
He hadn't originally intended to use this move. This technique caused massive damage to the Uchiha corpses, which would very likely damage their Sharingan.
He had to collect the Sharingan as quickly as possible.
Thinking of this, Obito ignored the Uchiha who were impaled but not yet dead, choosing instead to gouge their eyes out while they were still alive!
Amidst bursts of agonizing screams, he collected an unknown number of Sharingan.
However, looking at the eyes in his hand, Obito showed no sign of joy.
Most of the Sharingan were unusable.
He had to speed up.
He needed to collect enough Sharingan before the people from the Hidden Leaf arrived.
But just as he moved toward his next target, his movements suddenly froze.
[Obito Uchiha Emotional Fluctuation +1]
[Chakra +1%]
"I see. It seems dealing with Fugaku Uchiha didn't cost you much energy."
Under the blood-like moonlight, Obito looked toward the figure who had arrived unnoticed.
The newcomer had white hair, a cold, handsome face that no woman could find fault with, and wore the flame-patterned Hokage cloak. A ninja sword hung at his waist, and his entire being radiated an uncontrollable chill.
"It's been three years. We meet again."
"The clown who calls himself Madara Uchiha."
Kakashi walked step by step out of the darkness toward the blood-stained Obito, his voice indifferent and brimming with killing intent.
"Heh, a clown?"
"Say what you will, you trash."
Facing Kakashi's words, Obito crushed the eyeball in his hand and walked forward just as coldly toward the white-haired man.
This guy... he actually doesn't even recognize me.
Truly trash.
Their footsteps gradually fell into sync, and both gripped the hilts of the ninja swords at their waists simultaneously.
There was no need for words.
Kakashi's identity was the Hokage.
Obito's identity was Madara Uchiha.
Meeting under these circumstances, there was absolutely no possibility of reconciliation.
What's more, Kakashi had never thought of reconciling with this clown.
Obito felt the same; he had never thought of reconciling with this trash, Kakashi.
From the day Kakashi killed Rin, he and Kakashi had parted ways forever.
Furthermore, Kakashi hadn't even been able to protect the gift he had given him.
In Obito's eyes, letting Kakashi live until now was already an act of mercy.
The two exchanged no further words. Three eyes met, revealing nothing but killing intent!
Their steps grew faster, their chakra grew more intense, and the blades hidden in their scabbards grew increasingly excited.
The moment their feet simultaneously crushed the green bricks on the ground!
Sword light erupted!
Blood-red and pure white clashed together!
"Night has fallen... fade away quietly."
Like the whisper of a ghost, the blood-red sword light was instantly covered by a pure white gleam. Obito's body phased through Kakashi's at that very moment!
As they intersected and passed one another, the blood-red blade in Obito's hand revealed its edge, stabbing straight back at Kakashi, who was turning to slash at him!
Obito's target was...
Kakashi's left eye!
The eye that had replaced his Sharingan!
What a piece of trash. To think he actually discarded my Kamui.
Just as the blood-red blade was about to hit Kakashi's left eye, Kakashi's White Fang had already reached Obito's neck!
Dodge. Under this life-threatening strike, Obito had no choice but to remain intangible.
The intangible blade passed through Kakashi's left eye.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment the intangible blade passed through Kakashi's eye, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.
An illusion...?
To think my body, transplanted with Hashirama cells, would feel the kind of heartache only ordinary people experience.
Obito, having brushed past him once again, looked at his own palm, a trace of doubt in his heart.
But he immediately cast it aside, pointing his long sword straight at Kakashi.
"The once-famous Kakashi of the Sharingan has actually discarded the eye gifted by his comrade."
"Tell me, did you feel the Sharingan wasn't strong enough?"
"Or do you feel that a gift from a comrade is simply worthless to you?"
Facing Obito's accusations, Kakashi naturally knew exactly what aim this clown was pursuing.
Kakashi spun his sword in a beautiful flourish, looking at the man before him as he spoke:
"There is no harm in telling you. It was a trivial matter to begin with."
As the words fell, the face beneath Obito's mask immediately darkened.
"My Sharingan was destroyed six years ago because of the Nine-Tails."
"I had to replace the eye. That is all."
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