Looks like I have no choice but to fight personally.
His subordinates were annihilated, yet the man known as the Darkness of the Shinobi World still appeared composed. He dropped his cane and slowly unraveled the bandages wrapped around his arm—revealing a horrifying right arm covered with multiple Sharingan.
Sharingan…!?
Protected inside Susanoo, Uchiha Inoka and Uchiha Zaidō were instantly enraged.
"How dare you desecrate the bodies of our clan's ancestors!?"
"You Uchiha are a clan born evil. Power like the Sharingan should only be used in the hands of someone like me—to protect Konoha."
Danzō raised his gaze toward the towering black Susanoo standing firm in the rain.
"Uchiha Douhuan, today I will personally end your wickedness."
With that, Danzō charged at Douhuan, forming hand seals as he rushed forward.
"Fūton: Shinkūgyoku!"
Wind-natured chakra condensed in his mouth and fired forward like bullets toward Susanoo.
Danzō weaved through the storm of vacuum bullets, kunai in hand, lunging straight toward Douhuan.
From above, Susanoo swung its blade downward.
One strike shattered the vacuum bullets—and Danzō himself was cleaved cleanly in half.
Susanoo slowly dissipated, revealing the three Uchiha within.
"Is… is it over?" Inoka finally snapped out of his shock, murmuring.
"Yeah. It's over." Douhuan nodded and walked toward the corpse of Danzō, who now shared the iconic death pose of a modern meme.
But the next moment—
The corpse vanished before their eyes.
A sharp gust of wind tore behind Douhuan.
"Uchiha Douhuan—your eyes will belong to me."
Danzō's voice trembled with excitement.
If he killed Douhuan now, he would obtain not only Shisui's Mangekyō but Douhuan's pair as well—two sets of Mangekyō Sharingan could ensure he became Hokage.
But just a hair's breadth before the kunai reached Douhuan's back—less than a millimeter away—
Danzō suddenly froze.
His body stiffened in place.
Then began to dissolve into the wind.
"W-what… what is this!?"
Danzō looked on in disbelief as his right arm—all the way to the kunai—had already dissolved completely.
"Your life-saving trick… is Izanagi, isn't it?"
Douhuan slowly turned around. The Mangekyō pattern in his left eye spun rapidly.
"A genjutsu that manipulates reality and illusion."
"But unfortunately, this eye of mine utterly restrains it."
"My ocular ability—Mibae no Mikoto. Under the gaze of this eye, all falsehood ceases to exist."
As Douhuan spoke, Danzō's form completely vanished into the air—
And the bisected corpse from earlier reappeared on the ground.
With Danzō dead, the Hashirama cells in his half-corpse lost all chakra suppression and instantly went berserk.
Douhuan quickly formed several sealing formulas to suppress the rampaging cells, then grabbed the upper half of Danzō's corpse by the collar.
"Let's go. We're heading back to the village," Douhuan said calmly.
"Back to the village?"
Zaidō blinked in shock.
"Yeah. We're going back to demand an explanation."
Douhuan then glanced toward the nearby Root wood-style user whose life force still flickered faintly.
"Bring him."
…
Inside the Hokage Office, Sarutobi Hiruzen lit his pipe for the twenty-seventh time today.
Since morning, he had been gripped by an overwhelming sense of dread.
"Lord Hokage! Uchiha Douhuan—who left the village this morning—has returned. And he clashed with the gate guards."
An Anbu commander rushed inside urgently.
Hiruzen's heart tightened.
If Douhuan had returned… then Danzō had failed?
"It was just a routine return after completing a mission—why the conflict?" Hiruzen asked sharply.
"In his hand…"
The Anbu swallowed hard.
"He's carrying Elder Danzō's corpse. And on the corpse… multiple Sharingan were embedded."
"What!?"
Hiruzen's face drained of color.
He had prepared for Danzō's failure—and even the possibility that Danzō was caught in Kotoamatsukami.
But he never imagined Danzō would die outright at Douhuan's hands.
"Lord Hokage, the two advisors have already heard the news and are heading to the village gate. The Uchiha clan has also received word—they're assembling now."
Hearing this, Sarutobi Hiruzen shot to his feet and ran out.
By dusk, the Konoha village gate was a powder keg waiting to explode.
Dozens of Konoha Jōnin surrounded Uchiha Douhuan and Uchiha Inoka, who carried the unconscious Yamato on their back.
No one dared to strike first, but tension thickened like a blade against the throat.
Douhuan stood calmly at the center of the encirclement.
Danzō's half-corpse lay tossed before him like discarded trash.
"How dare you! Killing a Konoha Elder—are the Uchiha planning a rebellion!?"
Two figures stepped forward as the surrounding ninja parted—Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu, the village's two seniors.
The moment they saw their old teammate's mutilated corpse, their faces twisted in fury.
"Seize those traitors immediately!"
"I'd like to see who dares."
A cold voice rang out.
One after another, Uchiha ninja poured in behind Douhuan.
Under the setting sun, scarlet Sharingan eyes gleamed with murderous intent.
At the front were the battle-hardened Uchiha elders, dragging the clan head—Uchiha Fugaku—along with them.
When Zaidō brought back news of Danzō's Sharingan arm, even the pacifist faction of the Uchiha erupted in fury.
Shisui, who had only just completed his eye implantation surgery and was still recovering, rushed out upon hearing the news.
Itachi—who tried to stop him—failed, as the entire clan had already lost rationality.
Their attempts to mediate almost sparked an internal conflict, leaving them with no choice but to follow the clan to the gate.
"Is the Uchiha clan rebelling!?" Homura shouted.
"If you dare desecrate our clansmen's bodies, then rebellion is hardly out of the question!"
One of the Uchiha elders roared back without backing down an inch.
"Everyone, stop!!"
At the brink of an all-out clash, a powerful voice boomed across the battlefield.
A short, slightly hunched figure stepped between the two sides.
The kanji for Third Hokage shone boldly on the back of his ceremonial robe.
Both sides froze the moment Sarutobi Hiruzen appeared.