However, Susanoo's recovery seemed exceptionally strong. At the gaping hole, countless veins and blood vessels were already growing back, slowly restoring its body.
"You're wasting your time. Ordinary attacks can't break through Susanoo's defenses. This is the ultimate power housed within the Mangekyō Sharingan."
For some reason, Uchiha Fugaku burst into a wild, arrogant laugh.
Du Yang had not dodged after delivering that slash.
He watched helplessly as the Black Thorns completely swallowed his opponent.
Fugaku was so excited that even the enormous Susanoo trembled slightly, as if it meant to crush the Ancient Bronze Mirror in its hand—and Du Yang, reflected in it—into pieces.
"Be completely pierced to shreds!"
The power of Fugaku's Mangekyō Sharingan continued pouring into the mirror in a frenzy. More and more mirrors appeared around Du Yang, each sprouting Black Thorns.
Countless Black Thorns, like a black forest, buried his opponent completely.
With so many Yin Release Black Thorns, there was no need to control his opponent's mind. He had already been pierced like a sieve. There was no way he could still be alive.
However, something happened that Uchiha Fugaku hadn't expected.
The Black Thorns, which could control a person's mind as soon as they pierced them, began to crack apart, revealing Du Yang's body, wrapped in Advanced Conqueror's Haki.
Clearly, if the Black Thorns couldn't pierce him, they were completely useless.
Their strength still couldn't break through Advanced Conqueror's Haki.
Du Yang merely glanced at him, released his grip on the ninja sword, and slid it back into its scabbard. A crisp ringing sound marked its return.
His expression was unchanged. His cheeks were pale, his breathing steady, and he showed no trace of fatigue. Even a single strand of hair remained in place.
Beneath that ringing sound, a series of surging white ripples suddenly erupted from the gap in the giant Susanoo's body, which housed the ultimate power of the Mangekyō Sharingan. Layer upon layer, they rolled like waves.
"Wh-what's happening?"
Uchiha Fugaku realized in terror that he couldn't control Susanoo at all. All he could do was watch as the giant body was consumed by white light.
The Evolutionary Power unleashed by a Level 5 Omega-Level Mutant had taken effect!
Empowered by that force, which seemed capable of purifying the void itself, a Gate of Heaven opened in Susanoo's body. The fragments forced apart by the white light were space itself, crushed and rippling.
Under the Purification Power, Susanoo's veins, skeleton, flesh, armor, and everything else were utterly purified into nothingness.
"You!"
"What kind of ninjutsu is this?!"
The next moment, streaks of white light began to split apart Uchiha Fugaku's body as well.
Fugaku's face twisted in shock and terror. At last, he saw the final outcome of their battle.
Without exception,
in all one hundred, all one thousand possible outcomes, he was killed.
Du Yang walked away without looking back.
Behind him, the enormous Susanoo, like a divine warrior, was left with only its skeleton supporting a hollow shell. Like a towering stack of dominoes, it crashed to the ground.
The once-mighty Susanoo had been reduced, beneath the flashes of white light, to Uchiha Fugaku's remains, still being consumed.
He collapsed to the ground with a pained groan. The Mangekyō pattern in his eyes flickered wildly, brightening and dimming, as a trickle of blood slid from the corner of his eye.
With a single strike, he seemed to have been swallowed whole.
The cramped bedroom had been completely reduced to ruins.
Fugaku couldn't move at all. His head lolled to one side as he stared at Du Ya with both eyes and asked, almost as if possessed, "That slash just now—what was it? What was the power behind that white light?"
Du Yang turned around and lowered his gaze. "The power that will bring change to the Uchiha Clan. Nothing more."
Fugaku's expression shifted repeatedly. Anger, unwillingness, suspicion, and even a trace of doubt flickered across his face in turn.
But before he had much time to think, his life ebbed away completely.
Uchiha Fugaku, the current head of the Uchiha Clan, died just like that.
Du Yang suddenly glanced around. Though the entire bedroom had been reduced to rubble, broken pieces of wall and splintered wood were still visible across the floor.
In the center of the ruins stood a chair that was still mostly intact. He had taken special care to protect it.
Du Yang sat on that chair, his back perfectly straight, as if waiting for the Uchiha clansmen to arrive.
Not far in front of the chair lay the remains of Uchiha Fugaku, the last trace of astonishment still frozen on his face.
At some point, the crested clothes that marked his status as clan head had drifted into the air.
Du Yang felt the quiet—a deep, reassuring quiet.
But that quiet lasted only a breath or two.
"C-Clan Head?!"
"Lord Fugaku!"
"What happened here?"
"Uchiha Du Yang, what are you doing here?"
The Uchiha elites who had been standing by outside rushed in. They crowded around the broken doorway and holes in the walls, witnessing a scene that made most Uchiha shudder with horror.
In an instant, dozens of Uchiha elites activated their Three-Tomoe Sharingan, and wave after wave of killing intent filled the air.
The clan head was dead. This was no small matter.
"Uchiha Du Yang, what did you do to the clan head?"
"It was you! You killed the clan head!"
"Traitor! You damn traitor!"
"Take him down! Avenge the clan head!"
"Kill him!"
The Uchiha elites were furious not only because the clan head had died under mysterious circumstances, but also because, with their leader gone, their plan to rebel against the Hokage might fall apart.
In an instant, sharp Kunai, Shuriken, and long blades were drawn, their edges glinting as they pointed at the figure seated in the chair at the center of the ruins.
The chakra of every Uchiha there surged violently. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were itching to rush forward and tear Du Yang to pieces.
They felt humiliated. The clan head had been killed—
on the eve of the plan's execution,
right before their very eyes,
just before the Uchiha rose to power.
At last, Du Yang raised his head to face the accusations of the dozens of Uchiha elites.
There was no fear in his face, no panic, not even much emotion.
He slowly looked over each face twisted with rage, then over every pair of crimson Sharingan.
His gaze was so imposing that even a few of the most agitated men unconsciously faltered.
Du Yang tilted his head slightly. His gaze seemed to fall on Fugaku's remains, then pass through the walls to take in the entire Uchiha district, and finally settle on his family.
In the end, as always, he spoke calmly:
"That's right. I killed the head of the Uchiha Clan, Uchiha Fugaku."
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