As the head of the Uchiha Clan, Fugaku Uchiha knew all too well how powerful ocular Kekkei Genkai could be.
Among the many bloodline clans in Konoha, when it came to combat prowess, the top two were always the Uchiha Clan, with their Sharingan, and the Hyuga Clan, with their Byakugan.
As for the rest of the Kekkei Genkai, they didn't even come close.
Fugaku's own Sharingan had given him an overwhelming advantage over the other talented youngsters of his generation.
In his early twenties, he had become an elite Jonin, just half a step away from Kage Level.
And the Mangekyō Sharingan was a cut above the ordinary Sharingan. It had made him a Kage Level powerhouse by the age of thirty, putting him among the most formidable in the entire Shinobi World.
The figure before him was even more extraordinary. He actually possessed the legendary eyes of the Sage of Six Paths.
Who was the Sage of Six Paths?
He was the ancestor of the Uchiha Clan, the Senju Clan, and the Uzumaki Clan; the founder of the Ninjutsu Sect and the progenitor of all shinobi.
The enemy before them had such terrifying eyes. Fugaku couldn't help feeling a chill run through him.
"Don't worry, Clan Leader. It's just a puppet."
Seeing the look of alarm on Fugaku's face, Shisui could barely keep from laughing.
"A puppet?"
Only then did Fugaku notice the several Black Receivers piercing the other figure's mask. They clearly weren't something a normal person would wear.
Several other corpses in identical clothing were scattered on the ground, apparently the enemy's companions.
But there wasn't a trace of blood around them. Instead, Black Receivers and assorted parts lay scattered about. They were clearly puppets.
"So it really is a puppet."
While Fugaku was still reeling