Masked Man's Sneak Attack, Emperor Flame Mode!

Sarutobi Hiruzen understood Jinghuo Uchiha's meaning—if he didn't summon Root and Danzo, Jinghuo would expose everything today.

This wouldn't be a big deal normally; at most, he'd abdicate.

But with the Uchiha clan's coup, exposing it again... Konoha's chaos would reach its peak, and its weakness would also reach its peak.

At that point, Kumogakure, Iwagakure, and even the weakest Sunagakure nearby wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to make a move!

If... if he could control Jinghuo Uchiha...

He couldn't help but glance at Uchiha Shisui, but quickly averted his gaze, lowering his head, filled with frustration and powerlessness.

At this moment, Uchiha Itachi stepped forward.

"Jinghuo, the Uchiha clan cannot become Hokage. With your capacity, you should understand this."

Jinghuo Uchiha smiled.

"I burned down my own home, and now you're telling me to let go of everything for the sake of the village?"

Instantly, Jinghuo Uchiha's aura became even more ferocious.

The surrounding orange flames showed signs of converging, and a hint of gold, seemingly present yet not, emerged, exuding an imperial majesty that inspired awe and dared not be looked at directly, as if a single glance would be a sin.

Uchiha Itachi was about to say something more, but Jinghuo Uchiha coldly interrupted him.

"Itachi, you are an Uchiha clan member first, and a Konoha ninja second."

"From childhood until now, it wasn't Konoha that raised you, but the Uchiha! Your parents!"

"I understand the righteousness in your heart, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to manage it."

"But!"

"If you want to sacrifice the Uchiha for the village, then I'm sorry, you will be my enemy!"

"If you don't want to be our enemy, and you don't want to help us, then take your younger brother and get out of the Uchiha."

"Otherwise, the day the Uchiha perishes will be your younger brother's death anniversary next year!"

As soon as the words fell, Uchiha Itachi's usual melancholic demeanor vanished.

As if his most untouchable taboo had been touched, he looked at Jinghuo Uchiha as if seeing an archenemy.

His dark eyes instantly revealed a Three-Tomoe Sharingan, so concentrated it looked like it could bleed, ferocious beyond compare.

"You dare!"

Many Three-Tomoe Sharingan Uchiha clan members were stunned.

They knew Uchiha Itachi was a genius, but they didn't expect him to be this strong!

With this terrifying pupil power, perhaps Fugaku of the Fierce Eyes could only match him?

Jinghuo Uchiha remained unmoved, his aura ferocious.

"Leave now, and I can still consider you a clan member!"

Uchiha Itachi could hear the implied meaning—if I consider you a clan member, I won't touch Uchiha Sasuke either.

He closed his eyes painfully.

After dozens of seconds, under the gazes of countless people, his body trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Hokage." He slowly retreated and disappeared into the shadows.

With Uchiha Itachi gone, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt even more powerless, as if he had aged ten years, becoming a hunched old man of seventy or eighty.

"I'll only wait for half an hour!" Jinghuo Uchiha returned to a calm state and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Uchiha Shisui also sat down with him.

Having sat for a year, he was quite accustomed to it.

The clan members sat down with some unfamiliarity.

Their expressions were strange, but also excited.

Their eyes burned, reflecting only the figure of Jinghuo Uchiha.

This was the true Uchiha clan!

The Chūnin present exchanged glances.

They had expected a difficult battle tonight, with countless casualties.

But they hadn't expected it to be so thrilling.

Although they didn't understand the hidden meaning in Jinghuo Uchiha's words, it was clear that the Third Hokage had something that Jinghuo Uchiha had grasped.

And it was all about major events they were aware of.

The secrets hidden behind these major events!

This made them very curious, but they held back.

However, one person couldn't help it.

A silver-haired youth approached Sarutobi Hiruzen and asked, "Lord Hokage, Minato-sensei's son..."

At this moment, many people suddenly turned their heads, looking towards Jinghuo Uchiha.

Beside him, a man with an orange-bottomed black-patterned single-eyed mask appeared out of nowhere. He held a kunai in his hand, aiming directly for Jinghuo Uchiha's heart.

Everyone frowned.

Such an action was practically suicidal.

However, Jinghuo Uchiha knew the capabilities of this man with the orange-bottomed black-patterned single-eyed mask.

"Brother, control him!" he said without hesitation. The flames that had disappeared from his body suddenly erupted, transforming into gold in an instant.

A terrifying heat exploded outwards.

At the same time, there was an astonishing pressure!

Above Jinghuo Uchiha's head, a brilliant imperial crown, burning like golden flames, appeared.

Golden patterns appeared on his face, like liquid gold swirling, covering his entire body and extending to his limbs, forming bracelets and anklets.

His entire being seemed to become pure white, exuding a noble and scorching aura.

Within his closed eyes, golden light seemed to appear. Without even opening them, he swept his gaze in all directions, striking a chord of fear in everyone.

Fire Style Chakra Mode: Emperor Flame Mode!

The moment this form appeared, the skin of the clan members around Jinghuo Uchiha was burned, turning blood red, and they retreated in terror.

The ground beneath his feet seemed to melt, turning into thick, golden magma, forming a two-meter-wide circle, as if supporting a king's body.

Uchiha Shisui also retreated, but a Mangekyo Sharingan, resembling windmill shuriken, appeared in his eyes, staring directly at the masked man.

As if he had anticipated this, the man with the orange-bottomed black-patterned single-eyed mask lowered his head, unmoved, solely focused on killing Jinghuo Uchiha.

At this moment, everyone noticed something – the terrifying high temperature of Jinghuo Uchiha's Fire Style Chakra seemed to have no effect on the masked man.

Jinghuo Uchiha's expression was calm.

A golden hue appeared on his fingertips.

This golden hue rapidly condensed and compressed, as if white light was appearing, or perhaps it was an illusion.

A majestic voice echoed around, like the whispers of a multitude.

"Firelight... Pierce..."

Before Jinghuo Uchiha could finish speaking, the masked man's expression changed drastically.

Because everyone saw his black windbreaker rapidly burning, and even his mask began to melt.

"You can affect space!" The masked man showed fear for the first time.

He hastily retreated.

The sound of flesh burning emanated from his body, releasing a meaty aroma, which soon turned into a pungent, unpleasant smell of char.

"Don't let him escape!" The Uchiha clan members immediately attacked.

Shuriken, kunai, and ninjutsu flew towards him, surrounding the masked man.

But the masked man ignored them.

Then, everyone witnessed a shocking scene.

The masked man seemed to be sucked into space, disappearing out of thin air like an illusion.

Everyone was stunned.

"What is this?!"

"Space-based? Flying Thunder God?"

"No! It's not Flying Thunder God!"

"Then what technique is that!"

The crowd was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Jinghuo Uchiha's golden aura dissipated, and he transformed back from an emperor into an ordinary child, calmly stating, "There are 28 minutes left."

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