Chapter 268: Fusion of Dojutsu Bloodlines! Elimination of Dojutsu!
"This is... the Mangekyō Sharingan!"
Seeing the unexpected sight in Uchiha Ci's eye sockets, even someone as powerful as Uchiha Madara couldn't help but pause slightly.
"This brat's eyes were gouged out right before my eyes, and they hadn't even evolved to the Mangekyō level."
He pondered for a moment before slightly tilting his head back, gazing at the mirror-like cliff face above.
It was as if he saw a falcon plummeting from the sky—
And in that instant, he recalled—
That night forty-five years ago, before leaving the village. The child who had once admired him, and the final choice he made.
For a long while,
Uchiha Madara suddenly let out a sigh and stopped his movements.
"The cowardly, conformist brat from back then... has finally found his courage again?"
Resting his hand on the hilt of his scythe, he slowly stood up, looking down at Uchiha Ci, who lay on the ground, his fate uncertain. Then, he closed his eyes.
At that moment—
A sudden roar echoed from the cliffside!
A golden flash leaped from the edge of the abyss, accompanied by a pitch-black, furious Rasenshuriken that soared into the sky.
With a single strike—
The attack tore through the endless clouds in the sky!
A massive full moon appeared in the night sky.
The moonlight, cast down from above, was split in two by the shadow of the cliff!
The white line of moonlight divided the two men completely.
One half of the gentle radiance illuminated Uchiha Ci's motionless body on the ground, while in the other half—
In the deep, engulfing shadows,
Uchiha Madara suddenly opened his scarlet Sharingan, the three tomoe spinning slowly as he carefully observed the young man lying before him.
Under the influence of the Mangekyō Sharingan ability "Amenotokotachi", Uchiha Ci's wounds, bloodstains, burns, and even the kunai-pierced gash in his throat—along with the transparent hole in his chest, tightly wrapped in dense black threads—
At this very moment—
Began to reverse and heal!
Mangekyō Sharingan Technique: Amenotokotachi!
The scriptures say:
"At the dawn of creation, the first god to emerge was Tokotachi-no-Mikoto—
The very embodiment of time itself!"
The ability of this dojutsu is to rewind the user's state to thirty minutes before the moment of death!
Moreover, it preserves only favorable events for the user while erasing all detrimental factors as if they never happened!
This is a time-based dojutsu—
Similar to Izanagi, yet fundamentally different!
First, in terms of cost, this technique is superior to Izanagi. Even if the user has already activated Izanagi and lost their eyesight, this technique will negate that blindness, restoring the eyes to their state thirty minutes prior!
Simply put, it grants infinite revivals within a time frame—
And on top of that, it resets the cooldown every time!
Paired with forbidden techniques, it could be described as—
"Infinite Izanagi!"
It was precisely because of this overpowered ability that Uchiha Setsuna managed to survive countless legendary battles from the present to the ancient past—including but not limited to the Valley of the End battle against Hashirama, the chaotic clash of dozens of Mangekyō users, Indra's battle against Asura, and even the Sage of Six Paths' battle against Kaguya—until he ultimately escaped the rift between illusion and reality.
The cost of this dojutsu, apart from the inevitable blindness from Mangekyō overuse, is "forgetfulness."
Additionally—
When it comes to preserving beneficial events,
This technique has an even more unique effect!
At this moment—
Having clearly seen the state of Uchiha Ci's body, Uchiha Madara slightly raised an eyebrow.
"Using the forbidden technique Earth Grudge Fear instead of mere disguise techniques...
Replacing Izanagi with this kind of Mangekyō ability…
And coupled with factors even I haven't fully discerned,
This brat has somehow developed a physique comparable to White Zetsu's fusion form?"
"Though, he's still far inferior to Hashirama..."
Uchiha Madara slowly exhaled,
His gaze fixed on the thin line of moonlight dividing him and Uchiha Ci into two separate worlds.
A strange excitement flickered in his expression.
"So... the dance continues?"
"Interesting!"
He pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
"But... he's still missing something—
Not quite enough to make even me marvel in admiration and look forward to his growth."
However, at that very moment—
"—Yuyashiro!!!"
"HAAAAAH! YOU DAMN BEAST!!!"
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!"
A terrifying fifty-meter-tall blood dragon spiraled through the air, descending with a furious roar.
"—BOOM!!!"
Scalding geysers erupted into the air, drowning out the massacre happening simultaneously at the Hell Valley above and within the depths below!
The cries, wails, and curses that had been echoing across the valley suddenly fell silent.
Only the roaring flames, the crackling blaze stretching to the horizon—
And the lingering echoes of the final, conclusive slaughter remained.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Hah... Hahaha... IT'S OVER! IT'S FINALLY OVER!"
"EVERYTHING... ENDS... HERE!!!"
In the distance,
The flames illuminated a lone figure, laughing madly through tears of blood—finally freed from his torment.
He roared into the valley of hell:
"From this day forward, I abandon my foolish surname...
"From now on, I shall be known as—"
"EN!"
"OYASHIRO EN!!!"
From this moment on,
The Blood Pool Clan, once a dojutsu bloodline that stood alongside the Uchiha,
Was wiped out.
Soon, in the eerie silence, a series of footsteps echoed—
Step, step—
Treading over wildfires, splashing through pools of blood, carrying the weight of corpses.
Hearing the maddened laughter of grief,
Listening to the staggering footsteps, dragging unseen burdens,
Uchiha Madara—who had not laughed in a long time—
At this moment, his eyes lit up, and a peculiar smirk of interest curled his lips.
"Amusing."
"The last scion of the Blood Pool Clan, who annihilated his own kin—
And the fallen Uchiha heir, who lost everything...
Meeting here, of all places."
"Very well, then. Let me hear more—"
"The tale of 'Uchiha Ci.'"
With a chuckle, Uchiha Madara hefted his scythe, stowed away the jar filled with Sharingan, and let a spectral Susano'o arm materialize to swat a White Zetsu into dust.
Then, he turned away and slowly walked into the shadows.
Soon, the mirror-like depths of the valley returned to silence.
Not long after—
A figure stumbled forward, carrying a swaddled infant in one arm and a corpse in the other.
Covered in blood, panting heavily, he trudged through the crimson tide that had flowed to this place.
His expression was blank—
As if he cared about nothing, saw nothing—
Until—
As he drew closer,
He saw the young man lying in the pool of blood.
Saw the unwillingness, regret, rage, and agony twisted into his face.
Oyashiro En froze, stopping in front of the boy.
In that instant,
It was as if he saw his past self—
The moment he slumped at his wife's door, after she had taken her own life.
After a long silence,
He exhaled, initially intending to ignore the dying youth and walk past him.
But—
His staggered step brushed against the boy's tattered robes, revealing the insignia beneath—
The red and white crest of the Uchiha Clan.
"An Uchiha...?"
Staring at the emblem of the clan that had imprisoned him for twenty years,
Then looking at the boy's empty eye sockets,
Oyashiro En smirked coldly.
And then—
As if compelled by some wicked impulse—
He pried a pair of eyes from the corpse he carried—
And shoved them into Uchiha Ci's empty sockets.
A pair of—
Blood Dragon Eyes.
After finishing everything, Oyashiro En dropped the corpse in his hand, grabbed Uchiha Ci, and carried his daughter in his arms as he continued forward.
However, a strange smile slowly crept onto his face.
It was a deranged grin—a mix of madness, fury, liberation, and the sheer exhilaration of long-awaited vengeance.
"Do you know?"
"When mortals attempt to trespass into the domain of the gods..."
"The gods shall deliver divine punishment!"
"And we call it—Bloodline Poison!"
"Uchiha, from this day forward..."
"You are a walking dead man!"
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