The Death of Uchiha Setsuna

As for Hidan, a murderous maniac who believes in a cult, Kazashiro has nothing to say.

With a glance, he gestured for Hidan, who was now only Hidan, to place on the ground. Before Hidan could even utter a few curses, Kazashiro considerately turned the other man's head towards the direction his body had fallen, and then used Fire Release in front of him.

Fire Release: Fire Dragon Bullet!

The surging fire jutsu instantly engulfed Hidan's body, and in his horrified gaze, his tall frame turned into a pile of dust in the blink of an eye.

"You wretched brat, what do you think you'll gain by doing this? Sandwich Sasa will punish you!"

Hidan's eyes were bloodshot as he shook his head violently, trying to bite down hard on Kazashiro's calf with his teeth.

"Hmph, behave yourself. Your so-called 'sandwich sauce' is only good for giving me a Little Evil God Flying Kick at most. What else can it do?"

With a stomp on Hidan's head, Kazashiro was too lazy to say much to this killer. He needed to clean up the battle and check if the Man in the Mask was still alive. He had no time to waste on Hidan.

"You idiot—"

Hidan's voice abruptly stopped as his head was frozen solid by ice, then stabbed from above by Kazashiro's sword, turning him to dust amidst the sound of shattering ice crystals.

"You two stay with Guang. I'm going to check the situation over there. Be careful."

After reminding Izumo Kamizuki and Kotetsu Hagane, Kazashiro turned his gaze to Hikaru.

"Hmph, you're the one who should be careful. Every time you go out, so many people try to assassinate you. You might as well just kill yourself."

Guang snorted coldly, indicating that he didn't need Kazashiro's concern.

"No way!"

Making a face, Kazashiro turned serious and rushed towards the depression he had created.

Watching Kazashiro's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Guang crossed his arms and naturally directed the two people beside him.

"Go and see if there are any survivors. Be careful. The previous Earth Evasion may not have escaped far."

The two exchanged a glance. Having witnessed Guang's combat prowess firsthand, neither dared to be negligent. They responded and then acted according to each other's instructions.

"Hmph, hmph, you wretched brat! Once I get back and transplant the Rinnegan, I'll... you'll be sorry!"

At the edge of the depression, he clung to his last breath and crawled laboriously across the ground.

Half of his body was affected by the explosion, and it was now a gruesome sight. Although the Hashirama Cells in his body were trying their best to repair it, his life force was still being lost in large quantities along with the blood flowing from Setsuna's body.

Even at this point, he never considered using Izanagi to change the current situation.

"Lord Madara, wait for me, I will definitely bring you back to life..."

He kept repeating Madara's name, and Madara's figure seemed to appear before his eyes.

"Lord Madara, is that you?"

He blinked hard, staring at the old man in disbelief for a moment.

Whether it was the Sage of Six Paths who heard his call or not, Madara, leaning on his scythe, appeared before Setsuna's eyes in an instant.

"I'm sorry, Lord Madara, I have failed your trust—"

His hand trembled for a moment as he reached forward, as if wanting to touch the spot in front of him.

Madara also reached out his hand and slowly approached the other person.

Just as their hands were about to touch, I felt a blur before my eyes, followed by a sharp pain in my eye socket.

"Ah!"

In an instant, when he only had one eye left, both eyes went completely black, and the blood flowing from the eye socket proved that his last intact eye had been taken away.

"It's... it's you, Yaowan!"

He regained his senses in an instant despite the excruciating pain and immediately realized that it was Yaowan's Dojutsu at work.

"You realized it too late. You should be glad you didn't use this eye in the fight, otherwise I would have killed you long ago, you old bastard."

He crouched down and slapped off the mask from the other person's face. Looking at the somewhat aged face in front of him, Yaowan's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

"Why, why..."

Her voice was weak as she was in so much pain that she didn't have the strength to writhe, and she didn't understand why the other person would attack her at this moment.

"Hmph, do you think I really didn't know about the conspiracy you and Ban were plotting? Deliberately killing my grandfather and dragging me into darkness—that kind of trick can only fool a stupid idiot at best."

Yaowan realized from the beginning that this was a conspiracy, but he was not strong enough, so he could only pretend to know nothing and feign cooperation with Ban's plan.

"Then why did you attack Konoha twice...?"

Setsuna didn't understand. If that were really the case, Yaowan could have simply refrained from attacking Konoha and didn't need to collect the Tailed Beast. He could have just waited for Yaowan to reveal a weakness.

"Hmph, foolish fellow. All of this is caused by Konoha's policies. From the very beginning of Konoha's founding, our Uchiha Clan has been treated unfairly. Although I oppose your plans, I hate this so-called Konoha even more."

When Konoha was mentioned, Yaowan gritted his teeth, blaming all his misfortunes on Konoha.

"Konoha was jointly founded by the Uchiha Clan and Senju Clan, so why should the Uchiha Clan be marginalized?!"

Suddenly standing up, Yaowan kicked Shana in the head. He didn't stop, using Shana as a tool to vent his anger.

"The Uchiha Clan wants to become independent and live in a paradise they have created entirely on their own, where there are no daimyo, no other clans, and only the Uchiha Clan can stand at the top!"

As for the Sarutobi and other families, the only choices they faced were submission or death!

It's unclear how many kicks were delivered, but the powerful blow snapped Shana's neck. The sound of bones breaking reached Yaowan's ears, causing him to stop.

Seeing that there was no movement at all, Yaowan squatted down and realized that he had kicked the other person to death at some point.

"Foolish thing."

Yaowan coldly stared at the corpse at his feet.

Setsuna is already dead; Black Zetsu and White Zetsu must hurry and eliminate him as well.

Yaowan wouldn't allow any flaws in his plan. He had already acquired Setsuna's Mangekyō Sharingan, and the Rinnegan was now his. All he had to do was use the power he had to reshuffle the Shinobi World.

Without looking at the corpse again, Yaowan turned and left.

Little did he know, all his actions were being observed by Black Zetsu was hiding in the shadows.

"Hmph, damn it, when did this guy break the Curse Mark?"

The moment Yaowan made his move, Black Zetsu attempted to activate the Curse Mark within Yaowan's heart to stop him.

No matter how much he urged it, Yaowan showed no signs of being affected.

Helpless, Black Zetsu could only watch as Setsuna was killed by Yaowan, powerless to do anything about it.

No, I can't let Yaowan continue to cause trouble; it will affect my chances of rescuing my mother.