Kain’s lips curled into a cold smile.
Facing the direction outside the barrier, he slowly raised his hand and made a crisp throat-slitting gesture.
Then, he turned around and tilted his chin at the people beside him.
“Let’s go.
We’re going home.” Kei, Taohuo, and the others responded in unison, stepping into the deep blue teleportation light one by one, their figures vanishing instantly.
Only Kain and Fugaku remained in the secret room.
Fugaku took one last look at the secret room’s entrance, gazing at the clan compound he had protected his entire life.
A trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by absolute resolve.
He took a deep breath and nodded at Kain.
“Let’s go.” The two stepped side-by-side into the blue light of the teleportation formation.
The light suddenly surged, illuminating the entire secret room with a blinding white brilliance, before instantly retracting and returning to dead silence.
The entire Uchiha compound was completely empty.
All that remained was the still-blazing Blazing Sun Formation, stubbornly covering the deserted estate, firmly blocking out all the anger, unwillingness, and madness from the outside.
And the Uchiha clan members, whom the Konoha leadership viewed as a thorn in their side, had long since departed with the clan’s legacy and spark, heading to a new world where they could never be found.
When Uchiha Kain opened his eyes again, the first thing that hit him was the salty sea breeze, his nose filled with the crisp scent of mixed vegetation and sea salt.
His eyes were met with an endless expanse of dense, primeval forest.
The branches and leaves of towering ancient trees blotted out the sky, allowing only scattered patches of light to fall onto the fertile black soil beneath his feet.
In a nearby clearing, the Uchiha clan members sat together in small groups.
With the sudden release of the tension from continuous teleportation and the past few days, unconcealable exhaustion marked everyone’s faces, yet their eyes revealed the relief of having escaped with their lives.
Some conversed in low voices, while others silently organized their belongings and supplies.
Even the atmosphere in the wind had shifted from its previous hostility to a relaxed calm.
Right at that moment, a system prompt that only he could hear rang clearly in his mind: [Congratulations to the host for completing the beginner mission.
The Uchiha Clan System is fully activated.
The beginner gift pack has been distributed to the host’s inventory.] Kain silently muttered in his heart, ‘Open the beginner gift pack.’ [Congratulations to the host for opening the beginner gift pack.
Reward obtained: Eyes of Indra!] [Eyes of Indra: The origin bloodline power derived from the founder of Ninshu, Otsutsuki Indra.
Born from the same branch as the Divine Tree’s Rinnegan, it possesses bloodline potential rivaling the pureblood Otsutsuki clan.
It allows for limitless refinement of visual prowess without the risk of backlash.] The moment the system’s voice faded, a clear, warm power instantly flooded into his eyes.
The soreness and fatigue brought on by continuously activating his Sharingan vanished without a trace.
It was like a parched land receiving sweet rain; even his vision became clearer than ever before.
He could perfectly trace the flight path of a mosquito flapping its wings a hundred meters away in the forest.
“Eyes of Indra…” Kain silently repeated these words in his mind as a dusty memory instantly welled up in his heart.
He remembered that the founder of Ninshu, Indra, was able to manifest Susanoo as early as the three-tomoe Sharingan stage.
These eyes could even autonomously recover expended visual prowess; he was only limited by his total chakra reserves at the time, which prevented him from unlocking the Perfect Susanoo.
‘What about me?’ The moment this thought emerged, it was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly stirring up massive waves in his heart.
Kain slowly closed his eyes, completely immersing his mind into the bloodline power within his eyes.
The next second, a surge of dark gold chakra suddenly erupted from his body.
Carrying a piercing and domineering aura, it swept out in all directions like a tidal wave.
As his mind drove it, the surging chakra slowly condensed.
First, a stark white skeletal arm reached out from the phantom projection, its joints distinct, radiating an indestructible sense of power.
‘Not enough, still not enough!’ Kain’s mind locked tightly onto the churning chakra, with only one thought in his heart: ‘This initial form of Susanoo can’t even block the attacks of a Kage-level powerhouse.
I need to be stronger!’ He snapped his eyes open.
The crimson three-tomoe Sharingan spun madly in his eyes, almost condensing into the shape of a pinwheel.
The dark gold chakra skyrocketed like a tsunami, and a massive half-body phantom slowly solidified behind him—first the stark white skeleton, then the muscles winding around it, followed by flesh and skin.
A layer of heavy dark gold armor slowly covered the torso, every line and groove exuding an ancient and domineering aura.
Finally, accompanied by a deafening roar, the colossal phantom completely solidified.
The resulting shockwave sent the surrounding leaves rustling wildly, and even the ground began to tremble slightly.
“This…
how is this possible?!” Uchiha Fugaku, who had been standing guard nearby, abruptly stood up.
His face was written with utter astonishment and shock.
His crimson Sharingan flared uncontrollably as he stared fixedly at the towering phantom.
The surrounding clan members, who had previously been exhausted and bewildered, all stood up in unison.
With wide eyes, they looked at the awe-inspiring scene before them in complete disbelief.
It was a half-body giant standing over a hundred meters tall, entirely covered in heavy dark gold armor.
Faint golden light flowed through the armor’s grooves, exuding an indestructible, domineering aura.
At the giant’s waist hung a massive, sharply designed longsword.
The blade was perfectly straight, its edge gleaming with a cold, biting light—it was the exact image etched into Kain’s bones from his previous life.
Looking at the familiar longsword at the giant’s waist, Kain couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile.
A Tang Hengdao.
He had long heard that Susanoo’s weapons were shaped by the host’s will and their deepest inner obsessions.
He hadn’t expected that these Eyes of Indra would actually transform his past life’s obsession with the pinnacle of Chinese cold weapons into this Hengdao, making it his unique Susanoo divine weapon.
“Is this…
Susanoo?!” A soul-lost murmur broke the silence of the forest.
Uchiha Setsuna stood frozen in place, his astonishment practically overflowing.
His eyes were wide and round, staring fixedly at the dark gold giant, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
As soon as he said this, the older generation of Uchiha clan members nearby, their temples frosted with gray, were momentarily stunned before a wildfire instantly ignited in their eyes.
The depression and bewilderment that had weighed on their hearts from leaving their homeland vanished into thin air at this moment.
“Susanoo?!
Is it…
is it the same Susanoo as Lord Madara’s?!” someone asked with trembling lips, their voice wrapped in an uncontrollable sob.
They gripped the arm of the person next to them so tightly that their knuckles turned white.
“It’s the Mangekyo!
It’s our Uchiha’s legendary Mangekyo Sharingan!” “There’s no mistake!
Only the Mangekyo Sharingan can manifest Susanoo!
Young Master Kain!
Young Master Kain has awakened the Mangekyo!” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Otaku_Senpaii Want more chapters?