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Chapter 276 Edo Tensei Madara: Huh? The Uchiha clan was wiped out?
Chapter 276 Edo Tensei Madara: Huh? The Uchiha clan was wiped out?
Inside the underground cave, it was cold and deathly silent, just like always.
However, at this moment, a pair of ring-shaped pupils slowly lit up in the darkness.
Madara Uchiha suddenly awoke from the bizarre dream he had just been in, his gaze cold and clear, without a trace of the drowsiness of just waking up.
That dream I just had —
The fervent cheers and adoration of his people still lingered in his mind, impossible to shake off.
Especially the way Hashirama looked at him with complete trust, it was as if it were still etched in his mind.
"Hmph, just a boring trick."
Madara Uchiha snorted inwardly, took a deep breath, and banished those illusory images from his mind.
However, an indescribable restlessness lingered in my heart, which I could not completely quell.
Madara Uchiha slightly moved his stiff body, the coldness and emptiness of the reanimated body causing him to involuntarily furrow his brow.
Compared to the vibrant and powerful body of the Hokage in the dream, this broken shell is truly unpleasant.
It's not just physical discomfort.
The more I try to banish the memories from my dreams, the clearer those images come back to me.
The fervent, worshipful gazes of the tribespeople —
It was a light he hadn't seen since leaving Konoha, but now it seemed to be imprinted in his mind, impossible to forget.
An indescribable sense of restlessness welled up in his heart.
Since he left Konoha and went into hiding, what has become of those stupid clansmen who were assimilated and had their edges smoothed out by Konoha?
Do they still deserve the name Uchiha?
He used to regard his clansmen as short-sighted fools, but the vivid faces and ardent gazes in his dreams made him feel a little strange.
After a moment, he abruptly suppressed these emotions, and his eyes returned to their cold and rational state.
Madara's eyes narrowed slightly, then he snorted softly, "Fine, since we're destined to be enemies with Konoha, it's always good to know your enemy and yourself."
Understanding the current situation of those Uchiha scum who remain in Konoha might reveal some exploitable weaknesses and pawns.
With that in mind, Madara Uchiha no longer hesitated.
He clapped his hands.
The crisp sound was particularly loud in the silent cave.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground not far in front of him began to ripple silently.
A pale, aloe vera-like head silently emerged from the ground, bearing a signature silly smile.
"Lord Madara, what are your orders?"
"Go and summon Black Zetsu."
"Okay!"
Bai Jue readily agreed, then shrank back and silently merged into the ground.
Not long after, ripples spread across the ground in front of Madara Uchiha once again.
For Zetsu, who has mastered the art of the mayfly, the distance from the Hidden Mist to the Land of Grass is not a very long distance.
A strange, black-and-white humanoid figure, resembling a pitcher plant, slowly rose from the ground.
Jue asked respectfully, "Lord Madara, did you summon me with any new instructions?"
Madara Uchiha did not answer immediately.
He pondered for a moment before slowly asking, "You should still be monitoring Konoha's intelligence, right?"
Without hesitation, Black Zetsu replied, "Of course, sir."
"Konoha has the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and it has always been a key target of our surveillance. I am fully aware of Konoha's every move."
"Um."
Madara Uchiha nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with the answer.
"So, how is the Uchiha clan in Konoha doing now? Have you heard any noteworthy news?"
Jue He was so experienced and shrewd that he immediately caught the unusual concern in Ban's tone.
It remained outwardly calm as it reported, "Reporting back to you, sir—the Uchiha clan of Konoha may be in dire straits."
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha, who had been indifferent, slightly narrowed his pupils.
"Hmm? Tell me more about it."
Black Zetsu said respectfully, "Reporting to the Lord, the Uchiha clan of Konoha—was completely wiped out several years ago."
"Exterminate...exterminate the entire clan?"
Madara Uchiha's expression froze instantly.
He subconsciously repeated the word, then incredulously confirmed it again: "Clan annihilation? Uchiha—"
Their entire clan was wiped out?!
In his dream last night, the faces and voices of his tribesmen remained vividly in his memory.
A feeling of utter absurdity, mixed with an unexpected rage, suddenly erupted in his heart.
In the deathly silent cave, only the distant dripping of water echoed.
A few seconds later, Madara Uchiha took a deep breath, and the astonishment in his Rinnegan eyes vanished, replaced by a chilling killing intent.
"Explain yourself! What exactly happened?!"
Before the words had even finished, the terrifying pressure made Black Zetsu's heart tighten.
Black Zetsu remained surprisingly calm in the face of Madara Uchiha's rage.
Its understanding of spots is already ingrained in its very being.
It knew perfectly well that the spotted creature at this moment was not just casually meddling in other people's business.
As expected—the annihilation of the Uchiha clan touched upon some of Madara's deepest obsessions.
Madara Uchiha at this moment is no different from a barrel of explosives that could be detonated at any moment.
After pondering this, Jue secretly rejoiced, thinking that fortunately, this matter really had nothing to do with her.
Obito, Obito, don't blame me, you'll have to suffer this time!
In a flash, Zetsu maintained his respectful demeanor and replied in a deep voice, "My lord, please calm your anger. This matter—my knowledge is limited. Perhaps it would be better to ask Obito. Obito knows more about the inside story of that year; after all, he was a direct participant in that tragedy."
"Snap!!!"
A piercing cracking sound suddenly rang out!
The sturdy stone armrest beneath Madara Uchiha was crushed to pieces!
Gravel and stone dust fell between his fingers.
"Very good!" Madara Uchiha slowly loosened his five fingers, his voice chilling.
A chillingly sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Heh—hehe—"
The laughter suddenly grew increasingly maniacal, yet the smile never reached his eyes, making it utterly chilling.
Meanwhile, in Konoha Village, at the residence of the Uchiha clan chief.
Sasuke slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar room in front of him, his gaze still showing a moment of confusion and bewilderment.
However, in a short while, his consciousness gradually cleared.
I remember that this was my "home" that I finally managed to tidy up yesterday with the help of Naruto and Sakura.
Sasuke slowly sat up and looked around.
The furniture and furnishings in the room were restored and arranged according to his memory, almost exactly the same as the bedroom in his dream.
Sasuke stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar layout before him, momentarily lost in thought.
Every item in the room seemed to evoke long-forgotten memories, making him feel as if he had returned to that happy home.
However, the brief feeling of familiarity was fleeting.
Although the room was similar to the one in my dream, the downstairs was deathly silent.
There was no Nissan calling out, no sounds coming from the kitchen, only a deathly silence.
He paused for a moment, then his expression gradually dimmed.
After getting dressed, Sasuke pushed open the door, only to find the corridor deserted.
He walked down the wooden stairs step by step.
The stairs creaked softly beneath his feet.
Upon entering the first-floor living room, one is greeted by a spacious and tidy area.
They cleaned thoroughly yesterday afternoon, so the furniture was all arranged in an orderly manner.
Sasuke stared blankly at the empty dining table, lost in thought.
After a long while, he came to his senses and turned to look at the kitchen.
There was nothing there.
Sasuke stood still, biting his lower lip tightly.
All of this—is because of—that counterfeit product that took everything from him.
Nisan's gentle smile, his parents' doting gaze, the lively life of his tribe—
His entire life, which should have belonged to him, was completely destroyed in the most cruel way by that fake.
He must find Madara Uchiha!
Sasuke's decision was not made on a simple impulse.
Before making this dangerous decision, he calmly analyzed all the known information.
The Madara Uchiha in the dream — and the one in reality — are definitely not the same existence.
Sasuke isn't stupid; he can clearly understand this.
The ancestor who became the "Hokage" must have been different from Madara Uchiha in reality, who was viewed with great suspicion by Kakashi and his colleagues.
Thinking of the unprecedented solemnity and apprehension on the faces of Kakashi-sensei, Jiraiya-sama, and even the Third Hokage when they mentioned the name "Uchiha Madara"—
He could fully imagine that the real Uchiha Madara was a dangerous being far beyond his comprehension.
But----
A more intense and irresistible will suddenly surged from the depths of his heart, instantly destroying that fear.
Revenge gave him courage far beyond his ability.
The conventional path to growth was too slow, so slow that it drove him to despair.
What he needs is a disruptive power boost!
Of all the beings he knew, only Uchiha Madara had displayed that level of power.
"And—no matter what—"
Sasuke looked down at his body: "I am also the last of the Uchiha clan's bloodlines."
At this moment, the identity of an orphan has become a bargaining chip for self-appointment.
He might use me, test me, or even use extreme methods to toughen me up.
However, they were utterly ruthless and vicious, directly targeting me, the last remaining Uchiha—
The probability is probably higher, right?
"That's enough."
Sasuke took a deep breath.
Just then.
"Sasuke! We've come to find you!"
A vibrant voice, accompanied by footsteps, burst into the house, abruptly shattering the mansion's deathly silence.
Sasuke was suddenly startled, jolted awake from his painful memories.
He suddenly turned his head and saw Naruto standing casually in the entrance hall, his smiling face as always radiating energy and sunshine.
Next to Naruto, Sakura stepped in and waved to Sasuke: "Good morning, Sasuke-kun."
However, when their gazes fell upon the thin figure in the center of the living room, their smiles froze.
Sasuke stood quietly in the dimly lit living room, his whole body bathed in the light.
The boy's fists, hanging by his sides, were clenched tightly, and the oppressive aura emanating from him made Naruto feel a chill.
Naruto and Sakura looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Naruto—Sakura—"
Sasuke muttered something under his breath, and this strange behavior immediately made the two of them very nervous.
"Hey, Sasuke?"
"What's wrong? You look terrible—are you feeling unwell? Or didn't you sleep well last night?"
As he spoke, Naruto reached up and scratched the back of his head, his usual carefree expression suddenly becoming serious and earnest.
Even this council member is now careful with his words —
Sasuke was a little surprised.
Sakura quickly followed, her face full of worry.
"Sasuke-kun, are you alright?"
Seeing that Sasuke was slow to respond, she unconsciously bit her lower lip, appearing nervous.
Sasuke remained silent and did not answer immediately.
Looking at the sincere expressions of his two companions, a complex emotion welled up in his heart, temporarily extinguishing his anger for a moment.
During this period of time, especially with Naruto's noisy and ever-present companionship, little by little, his life had already been permeated with his life, and he had become accustomed to their presence without even realizing it.
However, Sasuke closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes suddenly returned to a cold gaze.
He knew very well that what he was about to say would shatter this brief and fragile daily life before him.
"----I,"
He averted his gaze from Naruto and looked away into the distance.
"I'm leaving here."
"open?!"
Naruto's eyes widened and he blurted out, "Leave?!"
"Sasuke, what kind of joke are you making?!"
"Where are you going? Is this your home? We just cleaned this place up for you, and you're leaving like this—"
Sakura, standing nearby, panicked instantly: "Yeah, Sasuke-kun! Where can you go by yourself? We can solve any problems together! Please don't do anything foolish—"
Faced with their anxious and chaotic questions, Sasuke slowly raised his slightly lowered face.
He looked at Naruto and Sakura and said, slowly and deliberately, "I'm going to find Madara Uchiha."
"W-what?!"
"I want to become stronger, strong enough to kill that fake."
The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
Seeing Sasuke's resolute and murderous expression, the two were momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
After a long pause, Naruto stammered, "You...you mean—Uchiha Madara? The Uchiha ancestor who appeared in my dream last night? But did I actually see him?"
Sakura was stunned when she heard Naruto say that.
"Yes! Sasuke-kun, Madara Uchiha has just disappeared!"
"Kakashi-sensei, are you saying he disappeared after sunrise? He's already returned to that world, how can you find him?!"
However, Sasuke simply shook his head slightly upon hearing this.
"There's another one, Uchiha Madara."
He briefly recounted the information Kakashi had revealed to him in his dream the previous night.
Although the wording is vague, the meaning is quite clear.
Madara Uchiha was recently summoned back to the human world using the Impure World Reincarnation technique.
Furthermore, Sasuke had already made some guesses about Madara Uchiha's movements.
After hearing Sasuke's words, Naruto fell silent.
The initial shock on his face was gradually replaced by solemnity.
Sakura's face grew paler and paler. She looked helplessly at Naruto, hoping that he could come up with a way to keep Sasuke with him.
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