The Turkeys on the Farm Were Destined to Die on Thanksgiving Day!

"That is!"

Uchiha Setsuna, swaying like seaweed amidst the shockwaves of the explosion, had been shocked by how extreme this sparring match had become, but at this moment, he could no longer afford to ponder the cause.

Compared to what lay before his eyes, nothing else could shake the Uchiha Great Elder to his core quite like this.

"Man... Mangekyo!"

Uchiha Setsuna extended his right hand with a tremor, pointing at the blurred figure standing amidst the smoke and dust of the explosion, shouting in disbelief.

"What?"

"Mangekyo!!!"

Following Uchiha Setsuna's exclamation, Uchiha Fugaku and the other Uchiha elders beside him cried out in equal shock.

The many Uchiha members beneath the arena had also witnessed that terrifying sight, and upon hearing Uchiha Setsuna's trembling shout, they found it impossible to contain their own surging emotions.

"The next stage of evolution for the legendary Three-Tomoe Sharingan—it is the ultimate power of our Uchiha!"

"Lord Uchiha Madara, back in the day, possessed such a pair of eyes!"

"The power of a god!"

Only today did they learn that the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan truly existed, and that the rumors circulating from the clan training grounds were actually true.

The supreme power of Uchiha Madara!

Even if they had never witnessed Uchiha Madara's heroic posture in his prime, who among the Uchiha present had not heard the legends of this former clan head?

He was a super-powerhouse who stood at the pinnacle of the Ninja World, second only to the God of Shinobi, Senju Hashirama.

Although Uchiha Madara had abandoned the clan long ago, the Uchiha, who revered strength above all, still took pride in him and viewed him as the ultimate goal for which to strive throughout their lives.

And today!

Gazing at the fifty-to-sixty-meter-tall, half-bodied green giant standing unscathed amidst the endless flames, every Uchiha's eyes were filled with longing and desire.

Inside the chest of that green giant, Uchiha Shisui, his hands clasped in the Tiger seal, wore a complex expression as he stared blankly at the arena below.

Lying there was a broken corpse, no longer retaining a trace of the heroic aura of the 'Flame Demon' from moments ago, having completely lost the breath of life.

It was just... the aura of death lingering on Uchiha Zongxian's remains was slightly abnormal, as if he had been dead for many years.

Of course!

No one cared about that now, anyway...

Even Uchiha Shisui, who had undergone years of elite Anbu training, had his mind overwhelmed by such unspeakable shock, and he, too, failed to notice this trivial detail.

A powerhouse like Uchiha Zongxian had actually been willing to die just to drag him down into mutual destruction!

He, Uchiha Shisui, was clearly the one who truly yearned for peace between the clan and the village; he had clearly given his all, so why was he being subjected to this?

And what was this about a "saint"? Why mention the term "chaotic era"?

Why?

Why!

Why!!!

Countless thoughts flooded Uchiha Shisui's brain, and the violent mental fluctuations caused his blade-like Mangekyo to spin frantically.

ROAR!

The half-bodied green giant, which had stood dozens of meters tall, suddenly rose higher from the ground. Materialized chakra surged forth, and from the waist of the green giant, materialized bones, flesh, and meridians manifested from the bottom up...

Finally.

A suit of armor condensed from chakra appeared on the exterior of the green giant, and a massive, spiral-shaped longsword appeared in its right hand.

With this.

A majestic Susanoo, radiating the terrifying aura of an apocalyptic demon god, was revealed before all the Uchiha clansmen.

"Is this the legendary power of a god?"

Uchiha Itachi, on the podium, looked excited. On one hand, he was mesmerized by the peerless power of the Susanoo; on the other, he saw the possibility of truly achieving peace between the clan and the village.

At this moment, in his scarlet Sharingan.

This power, as dazzling as the sun and beyond the imagination of any ninja—if only the Hokage...

"Susanoo, this is Susanoo!"

"It is the ultimate ocular technique that can only be used by Uchiha ninjas who have awakened the Mangekyo."

"Do you see? Shisui has materialized his own ocular power, summoning a guardian deity outside his body that possesses absolute defense and unparalleled attack power."

"Lord Uchiha Madara once used this Susanoo to battle the First Hokage's Wood Release at the Valley of the End."

"This is the power of the Uchiha god; any enemy who has seen it with their own eyes on the battlefield has never escaped death."

Uchiha Setsuna pointed at Shisui's Susanoo with a trembling finger, roaring at his clansmen in an incoherent frenzy, as if he had vaguely returned to the most glorious era of the Uchiha.

Ultimate power, ultimate ocular technique, the power of a god...

These words left the Uchiha gathered below the arena with their heads spinning.

Uchiha Shisui, however, cared nothing for the reactions of the crowd below; his mind was swarming with endless questions, and he finally realized who the person was that could provide him with the answers.

Crack!

The massive green Susanoo slowly twisted its neck and shoulders, its eyes—radiating green flames—staring fixedly at the area beneath the arena.

There.

Uchiha Jin's robes fluttered under the pressure of the Susanoo, making him appear like a deity standing apart from the world, his expression neither sorrowful nor joyful as he met Shisui's questioning gaze.

"Why!"

Powerful ocular power, laden with Shisui's mental will, surged toward Uchiha Jin, his heart filled with irrepressible rage.

It was not because he had discovered that Uchiha Jin intended to kill him; upon reflection, Uchiha Shisui was not actually surprised by that.

But what had Zongxian done wrong!

Even though he had witnessed countless similar tragedies within the Anbu and Root, this clearly should not have been the end for Uchiha Zongxian.

Such exquisite Fire Release ninjutsu!

Such peerless mastery of Uchiha Style Swordsmanship!

And he had even earned proud merits during the Third Shinobi World War!

Through the brief yet incredibly intense clash just moments ago, Uchiha Shisui had sincerely acknowledged this 'Flame Demon'; he was undoubtedly a ninja worthy of respect.

Yet, such a respectable existence had died in this battle, utterly worthless, all because of the selfish motives of Uchiha Jin's 'Jade Shatter' faction.

How could Uchiha Shisui accept this!

However, facing Uchiha Shisui's silent yet furious accusation, the expression on Uchiha Jin's face remained devoid of sorrow or joy, save for a fleeting trace of pity that flashed across it.

Was it pity for Uchiha Zongxian's death? Or was it regret that he hadn't been able to kill him as well?

Before Uchiha Shisui could ponder further, a cold, indifferent voice drifted back, carried along by his own dissipating mental will.

"The turkeys on the farm... were always meant to die on Thanksgiving!"

What?

Uchiha Shisui wanted to contemplate the meaning of those words, but the next moment, he no longer had the heart to focus on them, shifting all his attention back to Uchiha Jin.

There!

Uchiha Jin's face was wreathed in a familiar, mocking smile, the only difference being those Sharingan...

At this moment... they were... frantically...

Spinning!