Elder Pavilion

At this moment, the five elders' eyes were filled with shock! Especially upon seeing those Sharingan, a sudden terror took root in their hearts. When that killing intent erupted from his body, a trace of fear manifested within the five elders as well.

Although they would have felt nothing toward such killing intent in their youth, they were now in their twilight years, and the instinct to cling to life had firmly taken the upper hand.

Thus, in this moment, they were afraid! Yet Kangetsu looked at the five of them, his lips curling into a cold, indifferent sneer as he barked, "What I intend to do is none of your concern. My purpose in coming today is to obtain authorization from your hands to carve out a portion of the Uchiha clan grounds. I intend to relocate the four clans under my command to the Uchiha territory!"

As he finished speaking, his voice turned bone-chillingly cold.

The five elders were stunned, their hands trembling. Suppressing the fear in their hearts, they shouted, "You—you are committing treason! We will absolutely never agree to such a thing!"

With that, they waved their hands dismissively in the air and turned to leave.

But at this moment, Kangetsu's killing intent seemed to condense into a single line, and he let out a cold snort: "This is not a matter of whether you are willing or not! While the Uchiha clan respects its elders and has entrusted the clan's authority to you five old fogies, you are already rotten to the core. You are incapable of leading the Uchiha to greater strength; you are merely clinging to life in this world."

"Like pathetic stray dogs, don't think for a second that you are formidable. This world respects only the strong, yet you bunch of death-defying old men actually dare to stand in my way!"

"I came today merely to go through the motions, not to obey your commands! Remember, the entire Uchiha clan will eventually be under my control. So, you bunch of old relics—do not try to flaunt your seniority before me; you aren't qualified!"

As he spoke, Kangetsu's right hand had unconsciously rested upon his Black Blade. The five elders were incensed, and the elder in the center charged directly at Kangetsu, roaring, "Ignorant brat, you deserve punishment! I shall discipline you on behalf of your parents!"

The moment he lunged forward, he drew a kunai.

Kangetsu revealed a look of disdain. To kill, one must charge forward with unwavering resolve, yet this old man was so desperate to preserve his life that his grip on the kunai was already slipping downward.

After all, to wield a kunai effectively, one must grip it tightly against the blade. This elder, however, held his hand at the very bottom of the hilt—a clear sign that he intended to drop the weapon the moment he met resistance.

Kangetsu drew his Black Blade in one swift motion.

His eyes flared, and he charged toward the elder, his Black Blade transforming into a streak of light like a falling star! But Kangetsu did not stop there; his left hand had already flung a kunai.

The elder saw the projectile and could have easily used his own kunai to deflect it.

However, the life-cherishing elder chose to dodge instead. Seeing this, Kangetsu's disdain only deepened.

Amidst that contempt, he accelerated once more.

The Black Blade became a streak of light. In this moment, Kangetsu was possessed by the resolve to kill, and the determination to drag his opponent down with him.