A cold smile curved across Shinsuke’s lips as he slowly raised a hand toward the people outside the barrier and casually drew it across his throat.
Then he turned around, lifted his chin toward everyone beside him, and said, “Let’s go.
We’re going home.” Kei, Tōka, and the others answered in unison before stepping into the deep blue teleportation light one after another, disappearing instantly.
Only Shinsuke and Fugaku remained inside the underground chamber.
Fugaku cast one last look at the chamber entrance, then at the clan compound he had protected for his entire life.
A trace of melancholy flashed through his eyes before it was replaced by resolve.
He took a deep breath and nodded to Shinsuke.
“Let’s go.” The two of them stepped into the blue light of the teleportation array side by side.
The light suddenly blazed, illuminating the entire chamber before fading away just as quickly.
The entire Uchiha Clan Compound was now empty.
Only the Blazing Sun Formation continued burning fiercely over the deserted compound, sealing away every ounce of rage, unwillingness, and madness outside the barrier.
As for the Uchiha Clan, the people Konoha’s leadership had always regarded as a thorn in their side, they had already departed with the clan’s legacy and future, bound for a new world that Konoha would never find.
When Shinsuke opened his eyes again, the first thing that greeted him was the salty sea breeze.
The fresh scent of vegetation mixed with sea salt filled the air.
Stretching before him was an endless primeval forest.
Towering ancient trees blotted out the sky, allowing only scattered rays of sunlight to reach the rich black earth below.
Not far away, in a clearing among the trees, members of the Uchiha Clan sat together in small groups.
The strain of continuous teleportation and the tension of the past several days had finally been released.
Fatigue was written across every face.
Yet beneath that exhaustion was unmistakable relief at having escaped death.
Some spoke quietly with one another.
Others silently sorted through their belongings and supplies.
Even the atmosphere itself had relaxed, no longer carrying the razor sharp tension from before.
At that moment, a system notification that only Shinsuke could hear echoed clearly in his mind.
[Congratulations, Host.
Beginner Mission Complete.
The Uchiha Clan System has been fully activated.
The Beginner Gift Pack has been placed in your inventory.] Shinsuke silently said, ‘Open the Beginner Gift Pack.’ [Congratulations, Host.
Beginner Gift Pack opened.] [Reward Obtained: Eyes of Indra.] [Eyes of Indra: The original bloodline power inherited from Indra Ōtsutsuki, founder of Ninshū.
A branch sharing the same origin as the Divine Tree’s Rinnegan, possessing bloodline potential comparable to that of the pure Ōtsutsuki Clan.
Its ocular power can be refined without limit and carries no risk of backlash.] The instant the system finished speaking, a cool and gentle power flooded into his eyes.
The soreness and fatigue caused by repeatedly activating his Sharingan vanished without a trace.
It was like rain falling upon land that had suffered a long drought.
His vision became clearer than ever before.
Even the flight path of mosquitoes more than a hundred yards away was perfectly visible.
‘Eyes of Indra…’ Shinsuke silently repeated the name.
A long buried memory surfaced.
He remembered that Indra, the founder of Ninshū, had been capable of using Susano’o while still possessing only the Three Tomoe Sharingan.
His eyes could even restore their own ocular power over time.
The only limitation had been his chakra reserves, preventing him from manifesting the complete form.
‘Then…
what about me?’ The thought had only just appeared before it sent waves crashing through his mind.
Shinsuke slowly closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness into the bloodline power sleeping within them.
The next moment, dark golden chakra erupted from his body.
Its overwhelming and domineering aura surged outward like a tidal wave.
As his will guided it, the swirling chakra gradually condensed.
A pale white skeletal arm emerged first from the phantom figure, its distinct bones radiating indestructible strength.
‘Not enough.’ ‘Still not enough.’ Shinsuke focused completely on the surging chakra.
‘This initial form of Susano’o can’t even withstand attacks from a Kage level opponent.’ ‘I need something stronger.’ His eyes snapped open.
The crimson Three Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly until they almost resembled pinwheels.
The dark golden chakra exploded outward like a tsunami as a massive upper body gradually materialized behind him.
First came the white skeleton.
Then muscles wrapped around the bones.
Next came flesh and skin.
Finally, a layer of heavy dark golden armor slowly covered its body, every engraved pattern carrying an ancient and tyrannical aura.
With a deafening roar, the enormous figure fully solidified.
The shockwave it released sent leaves rustling throughout the forest while the ground itself trembled beneath its presence.
“Th…
This is impossible!” Fugaku, who had been standing guard nearby, abruptly shot to his feet.
His face was filled with complete disbelief.
His Sharingan activated instinctively as he stared fixedly at the towering figure.
The exhausted and bewildered clansmen nearby also rose to their feet.
Every pair of eyes widened in utter disbelief at the breathtaking sight before them.
It was a colossal upper bodied giant over a hundred meters tall.
Its entire body was covered in heavy dark golden armor.
Faint golden light flowed through the engraved patterns, giving off an overwhelming aura of absolute invincibility.
At its waist hung a massive straight bladed sword.
Its razor sharp blade gleamed with an icy light.
It was exactly as Shinsuke remembered from his previous life.
Looking at the familiar weapon hanging from the giant’s waist, Shinsuke couldn’t help smiling.
A Tang Hengdao.
He had long heard that the weapon wielded by Susano’o would take shape according to its master’s will and deepest obsession.
He hadn’t expected the Eyes of Indra to truly manifest his lifelong admiration for the pinnacle of ancient Chinese blades from his previous life, forging it into a unique divine weapon for his Susano’o.
“Th…
That’s…
Susano’o?!” A stunned whisper shattered the silence of the forest.
Uchiha Setsuna stood frozen in place.
Disbelief nearly overflowed from his face as his eyes remained locked on the dark golden giant, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
The moment those words left his mouth, the older generation of Uchiha, their temples already streaked with gray, froze before blazing excitement erupted in their eyes.
The despair and uncertainty of abandoning their homeland vanished in an instant.
“Susano’o?!” “Is…
Is it the same Susano’o that Lord Madara possessed?!” One elder’s lips trembled as tears filled his voice.
He gripped the arm of the person beside him so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
“It’s the Mangekyō!” “It’s our clan’s legendary Mangekyō Sharingan!” “It has to be!” “Only the Mangekyō Sharingan can awaken Susano’o!” “Lord Shinsuke!” “Lord Shinsuke has awakened the Mangekyō!” ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❤️ Enjoying the Story?