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Chapter 58 Death Scroll
Tobirama took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and swiftly and precisely formed a series of hand seals...
As he formed hand seals, the surrounding air suddenly solidified, and faint chakra barriers rose layer by layer, forming an extremely tight defensive seal.
The two clan leaders also acted swiftly.
"Byakugan, activate!"
The veins around Rizu's eyes suddenly bulged, and his eyes instantly turned a pure and ethereal milky white, clear and deep.
They were trying their best to capture the hidden chakra fluctuations behind these strange Sharingan eyes.
The chieftain of the saddle horse tribe, however, looked solemn, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he muttered ancient and mysterious incantations.
As he formed hand seals, streaks of pale purple illusion light gradually appeared in the air, swirling like silk, and slowly seeping into these blood-red Sharingan eyes.
The three of them were using their techniques simultaneously in order to investigate the hidden forces within Uchiha Abyss...
The mysterious and terrifying curse behind it all.
However, as they continued to explore deeper, these Sharingan eyes, which were quietly displayed around the room, gradually began to undergo strange and unsettling changes.
The Sharingan, which had been quiet and cold, seemed to be gradually awakening, with a chilling aura of resentment faintly emerging in its scarlet pupils.
This eerie red aura of resentment rose and spread slowly like smoke, gradually enveloping the Sharingan and radiating a rich and chilling killing intent and hatred.
Tobirama's eyes were slightly cold, but his expression remained unchanged.
He was already used to the lingering resentment from the Uchiha clan members before their deaths.
For ordinary people, death is always accompanied by resentment and bitterness, let alone for the Uchiha clan, who once held high positions of power and were suddenly wiped out.
However, at this moment, Hiashi Hyuga frowned, and a strange and terrifying scene gradually appeared in his Byakugan vision.
"Wait... these Sharingan eyes... seem to be connected together by strange chakra energy threads!"
Upon hearing this, Tobirama's expression immediately hardened, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart, and his gaze became even more wary.
The evil Uchiha clan...
Over these decades, such bizarre underworld abilities have developed...
In Hiashi's view, between each Sharingan in the room, there were indeed fine, twisted chakra threads...
These threads intertwine and crisscross eerily, weaving a dense and terrifying network that completely envelops the entire secret room.
It was as if some kind of curse and evil was constantly infecting and spreading along these lines, causing extreme unease and fear.
Tobirama also vaguely sensed the seriousness of the problem, and he turned to signal to the Kurama clan chief.
"Clan Chief Kurama, try to delve into the consciousness level of these chakra connections and see what's hidden behind them!"
The clan chief of Kurama nodded steadily, then closed his eyes and focused his mind, forming hand seals once more. A gentle spiritual power quickly spread from between his eyebrows, slowly probing into the fine lines of the chakra network.
The moment the Kurama clan chief's spirit fully penetrated this chakra network...
The once peaceful secret room was suddenly filled with an unprecedented sense of coldness and oppression, as if countless cold eyes were hidden in the darkness, watching them indifferently and cruelly.
As Chief Anma continued his investigation, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him was gradually becoming strange and distorted.
To their horror, they discovered that the Sharingan deepest in front of them had blinked slowly and with perfect clarity!
His pupils suddenly contracted, and a huge storm surged within him.
He wanted to immediately remind Tobirama and Hiashi, but he found that he couldn't make a sound at all!
The clan chief of Kurama was shaken to his core. He struggled desperately, his consciousness gradually locked onto by the Sharingan before him.
What terrified him even more was that he was unable to make any unusual movements. From the outside, he appeared to be performing the spell normally without any abnormality.
The strange Sharingan before them now radiated an unprecedentedly evil and sinister light.
Chief Anma felt his spirit and consciousness being mercilessly pulled and devoured by this evil force.
It was as if countless invisible hands were slowly reaching out from the depths of darkness, completely trapping him in boundless despair and fear.
The scene before him grew increasingly distorted, and grotesque and twisted faces appeared around his Sharingan. Each face was filled with indescribable resentment and hatred, and they opened their dark mouths, silently cursing and shouting.
Chieftain Anma's consciousness seemed to have fallen into a cold and dark abyss. He struggled desperately, only to find that his body and soul were gradually no longer his own, gradually merging into the strange and distorted network in front of him.
Meanwhile, Hiashi and Tobirama did not notice anything unusual.
They were still trying to observe and analyze the strange resentment emanating from the Sharingan in the room, completely unaware that the Kurama clan chief beside them had fallen into a deadly mental illusion.
The temperature in the sealed room seemed to be dropping lower and lower, and the candlelight gradually dimmed and weakened, creating a suffocating sense of oppression and eeriness all around.
The red light from those Sharingan eyes grew increasingly dazzling, and even faintly revealed a hint of chilling mockery and malice.
Deep within the secret chamber, the Sharingan belonging to Uchiha Awakening's grandfather still gleamed with a chilling crimson light, staring intently at the Kurama clan chief.
Darkness surged in like a tidal wave, engulfing his consciousness in an endless, terrifying illusion.
At that moment, Chief Kurama suddenly saw two blurry figures emerge from the darkness before him...
Their silhouettes twisted and turned in the darkness, as if they might vanish at any moment, yet strangely remained stable.
The young Uchiha Gen stood quietly in an old and dimly lit room.
Outside...
The sun is shining brightly...
The light was very soft...
Uchiha Gen's voice echoed softly: "Blood ties... are used to find the reason for initially exploiting someone, because those who help their relatives always naively believe that they will be helped by their relatives in return."
"But essentially, it's just mutual exploitation. That's the kind of relationship that's true family..."
His voice was laced with undisguised sarcasm, cold and ironic.
The clan chief of Kurama trembled violently. He wanted to hear Uchiha Gen's next words more clearly, but found his senses gradually becoming numb...
The sound grew more and more distant and indistinct, as if an invisible wall was preventing him from perceiving it more deeply.
Ultimately, this scene was consumed by fire...
Amidst the burning fire...
Chieftain Kurama stared wide-eyed in fear as the surrounding scenery changed once again.
One after another, cold figures slowly appeared before him, each one a former living member of the Uchiha clan.
They had lost their eyes, their faces twisted and gloomy, and they stood neatly in front of him as if in a terrifying ritual, silently staring at him, expressionless yet filled with endless resentment and curses.
Their bodies were faintly visible in the darkness, their mouths moving silently as if they were whispering something, yet no sound came out.
Only the inescapable oppression and despair eroded the heart of the patriarch, making him feel so suffocated.
A sudden, bone-chilling coldness swept over me.
His vision suddenly distorted, and the suffocating scene of the night of genocide flashed before his eyes.
In the darkness, a pair of cold and cruel eyes slowly opened...
"Uchiha Itachi!?"
Those were Itachi Uchiha's eyes, cold and ruthless, radiating a chilling killing intent.
Do not!
Chief Anma tried to escape in terror, but it was too late.
The next instant, a kunai flashing with cold light ripped through his vision and headed straight for his throat.
He instinctively reached out to cover his throat, but it was no use stopping the fatal blow.
Accompanied by intense pain and despair, he felt his eyes being swiftly taken away, and the whole world instantly plunged into boundless darkness.
His body trembled violently, and the chieftain of the saddle horse tribe could only utter a weak sob.
"Illusion backlash?!"
Hiashi Hyuga watched in shock as this scene unfolded, in just one second...
In fact, the Japanese team was also distracted just now...
He also saw a crucial piece of information during their eye contact through his Sharingan.
This information distracted him...
This led to... Chief Kurama suffering a backlash from the illusion...
And such a frenzied attack...
In his eyes, the power of the ten Sharingan eyes surged wildly, forming terrifying chakra energy that enveloped the Kurama clan chief.
At this moment, the chieftain of the saddle horse tribe struggled painfully and weakly raised his trembling hand, taking out a scroll that had been prepared in advance from his bosom.
With difficulty, he pressed his hand onto the scroll. Blood and chakra mingled and quickly seeped into the paper, beginning to depict a series of terrifying scenes in a bizarre way.
Blood continued to flow from his eye sockets, dripping down his cheeks in a gruesome and horrifying manner, staining his clothes red.
His clear consciousness was now blurred, yet he still stubbornly and desperately recorded all the strange sights he had just witnessed, driven by some kind of instinct.
His body gradually weakened, and he slowly collapsed, crashing heavily onto the cold ground.
A large amount of blood quickly spread, forming a crimson pool beneath him.
Tobirama and Hiashi Hyuga quickly stepped forward to try and save Chief Kurama.
As they approached, they discovered that the chieftain of the Kurama tribe had already passed away, yet he was still drawing, his fingers trembling as if driven by an invisible force, stubbornly and strangely completing the contents of the scroll.
"All the Sharingan chakra has gathered on the Kurama clan leader..."
In the secret room, the Sharingan belonging to Uchiha Awakening's grandfather, which had been quietly displayed, now began to shed blood tears in a sorrowful and eerie manner.
Blood and tears slowly slid down the glass container, dripping onto the ground and creating eerie and subtle ripples.
Then the Sharingan gradually closed, and all the light in the crimson pupil gradually went out, returning to deathly silence and darkness.
Amidst this shockingly eerie scene, the already deceased chieftain of the Kurama clan completed his painting, his hand gently falling to the ground...
Tobirama stepped forward to examine the scroll...
His expression changed instantly...