The moonlight remained as cold as ever. The man knelt on the white carpet, drew his short blade, and carefully wiped it clean. Then he turned to glance at the stunned child. He wanted to smile, but could not manage one. When he tried to speak, he saw that his wife had covered the child's eyes. No longer doing anything unnecessary, he shook his head with a self-mocking smile, raised his head to face the moonlight, clasped the short blade in both hands, and plunged it into his abdomen.
"What is going on?!"
More than a hundred meters beneath the Uchiha Clan compound lay the Uchiha Clan's most secure and mysterious refuge—and perhaps Konoha's as well. Not only did it house the Uchiha Clan's stone tablet, it was also a place only the Uchiha Clan Head could enter. Within were stored nearly every ninjutsu currently known in the ninja world, as well as the Uchiha Clan's secret techniques. If the Ninjutsu Pavilion was the kaleidoscopic origin of Konoha's ninja arts, then this secret chamber of the Uchiha Clan was the source of Ninshu coveted by the entire ninja world.
Once the seal was activated, not even Madara could sense what was happening inside. Including Zetsu, no one could penetrate this place. It was utterly secret, utterly silent.
The expressionless white-haired man dragged in two corpses and tossed them into the corner of the room. Then he sat cross-legged opposite a group of Uchiha Clan ninjas. The Uchiha ninjas all stared at him in terror, while Fugaku Uchiha remained grim and silent, quietly waiting without giving his clansmen the answers they wanted.
"You are all my clansmen and descendants. Though our blood ties are thin, we are related in some small way. That is why you are still alive."
Mingye entered