First Appearance! Mangekyō Sharingan!

The commanding tone of Setsuna Uchiha left the ninjas under Fugaku Uchiha deeply dissatisfied, their postures tense as if they might strike at the slightest provocation.

After all, such an action was nearly equivalent to a direct challenge to the authority of the Patriarch!

Uchiha Yakumi was just about to shout a reprimand when he was held back by Fugaku Uchiha at his side.

"Leave first."

"But, Patriarch!"

"I said leave!"

The tone of Fugaku Uchiha gradually sank.

Seeing this, the few men behind him had no choice but to obey and depart, despite their reluctance; the veteran Jonin behind Setsuna Uchiha likewise turned and left.

Uchiha Shingen naturally had no desire to wade into the coming mess, so he blended into the crowd, preparing to slip away quietly, only to be called out by Setsuna Uchiha the moment he turned:

"Those two brats stay. What happens next will be of benefit to you as well."

"Uh..."

Uchiha Shingen stopped in his tracks immediately.

"I don't think that's necessary. By rights, I'm only a Chunin; I don't even have the qualifications to participate in this Clan Meeting."

"Same here."

Seeing Uchiha Shingen's reaction, Shisui followed suit immediately.

He was gradually beginning to understand.

When he couldn't make sense of a situation, following Uchiha Shingen might not guarantee any benefits, but it would certainly keep him out of trouble.

"What do you think?!"

Setsuna Uchiha offered a cold smile, his aged face wrinkling together like tree bark.

"Patriarch... sir!?"

Fugaku Uchiha swept his gaze over the two of them, immediately seeing through Uchiha Shingen's little scheme, and smiled helplessly.

"Stay. I roughly know what Elder Setsuna intends to do. Just as he said, what follows will only benefit you, not harm you."

"Do you remember what I told you before about the limits of the Sharingan—that it is not just the Three-Tomoe, but that there is a possibility of going even further?!"

Uchiha Shingen's pupils constricted slightly, and he found he could no longer take another step.

As a Kekkei Genkai, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan was already outstanding enough; what kind of realm could exist beyond it?

It would be a lie to say he wasn't curious.

Moreover, since the Patriarch had spoken, Uchiha Shingen had no reason to dig in his heels.

He immediately took Shisui and stood in a corner.

As the Jonin present withdrew, the great hall suddenly grew quiet, with only Setsuna Uchiha and Fugaku standing opposite each other.

The atmosphere in the air grew subtly heavy.

A formless energy clashed and collided; hidden Reptilian Beast creatures, sensing a monster-like presence, fled in all directions.

Even just standing there, the aura released by these two men was enough to shatter the sanity of an ordinary person.

Uchiha Shingen's gaze fell upon Fugaku.

For the first time, he realized that this usually mild-mannered Patriarch possessed another, hidden side!

"Let me see if your capacity is enough to become the leader of the Uchiha!"

"If you cannot satisfy me, I don't mind replacing you with someone else!"

The hoarse voice of Setsuna Uchiha echoed through the empty hall.

The three crimson tomoe in his eyes spun at high speed, and from his entire body, a dark, extreme ocular power began to spread like a tide!

This ocular power was so evil that even Uchiha Shingen, standing in the corner, instinctively felt a sense of discomfort.

Shisui had already begun to breathe heavily, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end!

"Is this... beyond the Three-Tomoe?!"

Uchiha Shingen whispered, only to immediately reject his own guess.

"No, that's not right!"

"Although this ocular power is strong, it isn't a qualitative change; it is merely an accumulation of total quantity. If there truly were a higher level of Sharingan, it should..."

Uchiha Shingen's voice cut off abruptly.

He clearly saw the tomoe in Setsuna Uchiha's eyes accelerating their rotation until, as if reaching a limit, they twisted into the shape of a clover.

Following this came a thick, suffocating Chakra, like an evil spirit crawling out of the abyss.

A violent gust of wind whipped through the air!

Uchiha Shingen instinctively raised his hand to shield his face, yet his gaze remained fixed on the eyes of Setsuna Uchiha.

If the ocular power from just a moment ago had not yet reached the critical threshold of qualitative change, then this current surge was entirely a presence from another dimension!

I could never be a match for this monster!

Even if he were still sitting in a wheelchair, even if he were in the twilight of his years with little time left to live.

Since first facing Danzo, Uchiha Shingen had once again felt a chill run down his spine, but it was accompanied by even more curiosity and pleasant surprise.

As long as he continued to clock in regularly at the Police Force, in a few months or perhaps a few years at most, he would be able to possess the same eyes!

"This is..."

"Mangekyō Sharingan, the true form of the Sharingan, a powerful strength birthed from the depths of extreme agony."

Fugaku answered Uchiha Shingen's question.

His gaze fell upon Setsuna Uchiha, hiding an irrepressible astonishment:

"You awakened your eyes amidst the agony of decades of imprisonment?!"

"Indeed."

Two trails of blood tears flowed slowly down Setsuna Uchiha's face, matching that chilling, extreme ocular power to create a hideous and twisted appearance.

Great power naturally comes with a corresponding price.

Every time the Mangekyō Sharingan is used, it causes irreversible damage to the user's vision, until they are plunged into total darkness.

Yet, even so, countless members of the Uchiha clan still flocked to it, simply because the power gained was strong enough to make one ignore the cost.

Setsuna Uchiha lowered his eyes to look at his own hands, his expression gradually turning ferocious:

"After losing to Tobirama Senju back then, I obtained these eyes in prison. This was a power sufficient to change fate, yet it came too late."

"Fortunately."

"Now, I have a chance to do it all over again!"

Setsuna Uchiha suddenly raised his head, his aura surging violently and whipping up a gale that swept through everything in the vicinity.

"Having witnessed these eyes, you should understand that within the Uchiha clan, no one can stop me now."

"Become my right hand and rule Konoha alongside me; you have the qualifications!"

"A fine proposal, but I refuse!"

Fugaku Uchiha shook his head lightly, his demeanor calm to the extreme.

"You..."

Setsuna Uchiha's gaze narrowed slightly.

The man before him showed no fear even after seeing his Mangekyō Sharingan; he was either an incurable fool or possessed absolute confidence in himself.

And while Fugaku Uchiha's methods were gentle, he was certainly no fool.

"Stop this, Elder Setsuna."

"The Uchiha of this era no longer needs a monster who only knows how to slaughter!"

As Fugaku Uchiha's voice rang out, an equally tyrannical ocular power roared forth, its momentum even surpassing that of Setsuna Uchiha!