Chapter 27

Uchiha clan ninjas were facing off against each other, but Madara Uchiha was completely unaware of it. At this moment, his battle with Tashima Uchiha had reached a fever pitch, and the two had moved to the outskirts of a cemetery.

"Huff, huff! This brat is ridiculously strong. What kind of training did he undergo in just three years to become so terrifying? It seems I have no choice but to use that jutsu," Tashima Uchiha's forehead was drenched in sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

"Chakra is almost gone, no more playing!" Madara felt the chakra in his body and shot out a dozen shurikens from his hand. He took out several timed dummy bombs from his pocket, pressed them lightly, and hid them behind the shurikens, throwing them at Tashima Uchiha.

"Hmph!" Tashima Uchiha showed a look of disdain. How could such a level of hidden weapons hurt him?

Clang!

Tashima Uchiha swung his katana and deflected all the shurikens. Suddenly, he saw several small pink spheres flying behind them. Just as he was about to dodge, they exploded with a bang.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Tashima Uchiha burst into a fit of laughter, writhing like a fool.

"Shadow, give me the 'Stone Hat,' then gouge out his eyes." Madara used the Body Flicker Technique, appearing behind Tashima Uchiha, and calmly said to the air.

Madara's clone suddenly appeared in front of him, handing him a gray hat. Madara gave the 'Bamboo Fan' to the clone, put on the Stone Hat, and instantly disappeared.

Puff!

Tashima Uchiha stopped his foolish laughter, feeling intense pain in his eyes as they were gouged out.

"Hmph! You really can't be underestimated. Although I don't know what kind of hidden weapon that was, it's clearly a high-level genjutsu!" Tashima Uchiha sneered, his hollow eyes suddenly returned, but his left eye had turned white, forever losing its sight.

Amaterasu!

"Madara, it seems you're almost out of chakra. I want those high-level Sharingan eyes of yours!" Tashima Uchiha saw Madara's eyes had turned into ordinary eyes, thinking he was recovering chakra. He sneered inwardly, his right eye's three-tomoe Sharingan spinning rapidly, and he shouted, "Repent in Amaterasu!"

Madara's body trembled, as if he had already been hit by the Uchiha clan's strongest genjutsu, Amaterasu.

"Ha ha... Madara, gouge out your high-level Sharingan eyes and give them to me." Tashima Uchiha laughed maniacally, as if victory was in his grasp.

"Want my eyes? Go to hell!" Tashima Uchiha felt intense pain in his chest, hearing a cold voice that was so familiar.

"This... This is impossible!" Tashima Uchiha's face was filled with disbelief, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He opened his grayish-white eyes wide, trying to see Madara, but his vision was dark, and his consciousness eventually faded into darkness.

Madara took off the 'Stone Hat' and looked at Tashima Uchiha's lifeless body, saying indifferently, "I have dozens of ways to kill you; this was just a simpler one. I even gave you another chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. You mean nothing to me."

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique." Madara formed the hand seals and spat out a massive fireball that instantly engulfed Tashima Uchiha's body.

"What a foolish person, don't you think?" Madara turned to the clone beside him. He had already guessed that Tashima Uchiha would use Amaterasu, so he had been cautious. He also wanted to know if a clone without independent thought could be affected by Amaterasu, and the answer was no.

"Yes!" Madara's clone respectfully replied.

"Forget it, you wouldn't say otherwise." Madara smiled wryly, took the 'Bamboo Fan' from the clone, and gently waved it at Tashima Uchiha's charred body, creating a small tornado that instantly swept up the body.

Strands of black ash drifted in the blue sky, heading towards the Uchiha clan's cemetery.

"We should leave now! You'll have to bear with it for a while." Madara formed a hand seal, instantly transforming into Tashima Uchiha's appearance, and carried his clone towards the cemetery.

...

At this moment, the Uchiha clan had split into two factions, facing off against each other. One side had hundreds of ninjas, mostly chunin and genin, led by Gen Uchiha and Yuta Uchiha.

The other side had dozens of ninjas, almost all jounin, led by a middle-aged man.

"Fumio, given the current situation, why are you so stubborn about Tashima Uchiha?" Yuta Uchiha tried to reason with the middle-aged man.

"Shut up! I admit Madara Uchiha is strong, but how can you understand the clan leader? You are rebelling, and if you don't repent, you'll know the consequences when the clan leader returns," Fumio Uchiha said sternly.

"So, if it were Young Master Madara who returned, you would kneel and beg for mercy?" Yuta Uchiha's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

Fumio Uchiha was about to speak when he suddenly saw a figure approaching from a distance. He hurriedly activated his Sharingan and saw the familiar figure, his face lighting up with joy.

"The clan leader has returned!" The ninjas behind Fumio Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted off their shoulders. They truly didn't know what to do if Madara won.

"Gen!" Yuta Uchiha's face changed, and many of the people behind him were already quietly moving towards Fumio Uchiha.

"Yuta, since heaven is blind, you should go over now! It will be too late later," Gen Uchiha said calmly.

"What about you?" Yuta Uchiha asked.

"My life was saved by Young Master Madara. No matter what, I won't be a coward," Gen Uchiha smiled faintly.

"In that case, let's rebel outright," Yuta Uchiha said coldly.

"Clan leader, have you captured that traitor?" Fumio Uchiha hurriedly approached, respectfully asking Madara.

"What do you think I should do with him?" Madara threw the clone on his shoulder to the ground, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the hundreds of ninjas.

Although he wouldn't kill all the ninjas, he wanted to see if anyone in the Uchiha clan was truly loyal to him.

"A traitor like this is a menace. Clan leader, you mustn't be lenient; you must kill him," Fumio Uchiha said immediately, seeing Madara on the ground, silent.

"Young Master Madara isn't dead!" Gen Uchiha and Yuta Uchiha exchanged a glance and immediately rushed towards the clone on the ground, trying to save him.

Fumio Uchiha drew his katana and placed it on the clone's neck, sneering, "I knew you two traitors wouldn't give up."

"Someone actually came to save me. It's him!" Madara was surprised, recognizing Gen Uchiha's familiar face and suddenly understanding.

"Seize these two traitors!" Fumio Uchiha shouted to the ninjas beside him.

"Uchiha Tashima, I've had it with you. Today, I'll risk my life and take as many of you down as I can," Gen Uchiha, knowing there was no escape, cursed loudly.

"Uchiha Gen, if you move, I'll kill this traitor," Fumio Uchiha said menacingly, his katana pressing against the clone's neck.

"Lord Tashima, Madara is your son. Can you spare his life?" Yuta Uchiha asked respectfully.

"If you surrender, I'll spare your life," Madara said indifferently.

"Thank you, my lord, but Young Master Madara avenged me. I owe him my life," Yuta Uchiha shook his head and smiled, saying no more.

The many Uchiha ninjas watched silently as Gen Uchiha and Yuta Uchiha were surrounded by dozens of ninjas. Although they had dared to rebel with Gen Uchiha earlier, now that Tashima Uchiha had won, their bloodlust had cooled, and they only wanted to survive.

Bang!

Madara dispelled the transformation jutsu and said calmly, "Stop!"