The Man Who Crawled Out of the Grave 2

A painstaking effort for the people.

Watching the departing figure again, Hiruzen Sarutobi took a deep drag from his old pipe.

After tonight, the Uchiha Clan's name and glory, which had echoed throughout the Shinobi World for centuries, would finally come to an end.

Buried by the very village they had helped build with their own hands.

From this day on, all of the Uchiha Clan's contributions and achievements for Konoha would become meaningless.

But for Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had lived nearly seventy years, this was nothing worth making a fuss over.

How many prestigious clans had withered away in the Shinobi World? Even the Senju Clan, which had once dominated everything, had been destroyed under the management of himself, Supreme Danzo, and the others. The Uchiha were nothing in comparison.

Thinking of the Sarutobi Clan's current force of three thousand shinobi, Hiruzen Sarutobi's lips curled upward unconsciously.

The night was deep. Most households in Konoha Village had already extinguished their lights and gone to sleep, leaving only a few lonely specks of light.

No one knew, and no one cared, what had happened tonight.

Yet in the silent night sky, the Uchiha Clan District became lively.

Konoha's Root shinobi were the first to rush into the district. They had received Danzo-sama's death order.

The Root shinobi carefully inspected every corpse, regardless of gender, age, height, or build. They dug out the eyes of every registered Uchiha and placed them into prepared culture dishes.

In Supreme Danzo's words, these were the greatest inheritance the Uchiha had left Konoha, their final value to Konoha.

For Konoha's sake, they had to be properly collected.

Supreme Danzo stood in the central street of the Uchiha Clan District, personally overseeing everything. His heart was trembling with wild excitement. How many precious Sharingan are there here?

With them, my right arm will have enough ammunition. Together with Shisui's Mangekyo Sharingan, who in the world could possibly stand against me? Even Monkey might not be able to defeat me. When that time comes, won't the Hokage's seat be mine for the taking?

Looking at the Uchiha blood and corpses covering the ground, Supreme Danzo felt indescribably delighted.

The Uchiha Clan had finally been eliminated by his own hand. Their influence and threat had finally vanished completely.

Supreme Danzo could not help tilting his head up at a forty-five-degree angle to gaze at the stars, a pleased and intoxicated expression on his face.

Teacher Tobirama, do you see this?

Your student did it. I did not betray your expectations. I am the man most suited to be Hokage!

Danzo-sama!

Quite a few Uchiha Clan Sharingan have been taken by someone else.

A masked Root shinobi reported in a low voice.

Supreme Danzo frowned slightly. Was it that man again?

Mm. Ignore it for now. Quickly collect all the remaining Sharingan.

The Root shinobi vanished in a flash, but one person wearing a dog-headed mask remained where he was.

Supreme Danzo was slightly surprised. Root shinobi all bore cursed seals in their bodies; they could not disobey his orders in the slightest.

Supreme Danzo turned and said,

What are you doing?

Hurry up and get moving!

The masked man slowly raised his head. A pair of scarlet Sharingan stared fixedly at Supreme Danzo.

The thing you promised me, Danzo—I will always be watching you from the shadows!

Supreme Danzo was shocked. His single eye widened. Uchiha Itachi, when did you infiltrate my side?

Yo's Mangekyo Sharingan was like the Death God's gaze as he said calmly, "I can come to your side whenever I wish. So do not lay a finger on Sasuke. Otherwise—" Unrivaled pupil power engulfed Supreme Danzo. Countless flashes of cold blade-light swept past, and Supreme Danzo's body was thoroughly cut apart.

A moment later, Supreme Danzo staggered back two steps, panting heavily. Yo was nowhere to be seen around him. Was that an illusion?

So strong!

Before long, the Uchiha Clan's corpses were gathered together and stacked neatly in one place.

It had to be said that the Uchiha Clan truly was a proud clan. Its members were generally handsome and well-built. Many female Uchiha corpses had clearly been tampered with, making it easy to infer that they had been violated.

Atop a towering tree outside Konoha Village, two figures stood side by side. The man in the tiger-striped mask looked at the distant clan district and spoke in a low voice. "Konoha's people came very quickly. I did not even have time to do more."

Still, it was finally over.

Yo, come with me now. True peace in the Shinobi World requires your strength, for our shared ideal.

Yo merely stood there in silence. Then he slowly said, "Madara, do you know what meaning life truly has?"

Yo-kun, life has no meaning. This world has no meaning either.

Our ideal is the only meaning.

Yo spoke expressionlessly. "I understand. I will go with you, but you must agree to one condition." "What condition?"

"You are not allowed to attack Konoha."

Yo paused, then continued, "I helped you deal with the Uchiha Clan and complete your revenge. After that, I can also help you with your plans, but this is my bottom line. If you dare make a move against Konoha, then I will make a move against your organization."

The tiger-masked man stared deeply at Uchiha Itachi for a long while before speaking. "I understand."

Then Yo turned and walked into the distance.

Let's go.

There were nearly a thousand Uchiha Clan corpses, densely packed across the streets.

The Anbu found the sole survivor, the unconscious Uchiha Sasuke, and sent him to Konoha Hospital.

In the latter half of the night, large numbers of Anbu and Root shinobi were loading the corpses onto carts, preparing to transport them to the location designated by the Third Hokage.

They would not be buried anywhere good. Konoha Hero Cemetery was out of the question. The Uchiha Clan could not enter such a place. A prominent clan whose entire membership had died was worth less than nothing. They were no longer worthy of Konoha's concern, nor did they deserve a funeral.

The phrase "for Konoha's safety, this must remain secret" thoroughly buried the glory of this great clan, as well as everything the Uchiha had given to Konoha.

Like the shinobi clans that had died out before them, the Uchiha Clan became history at this moment.

The Hokage faction could not even be bothered to maintain appearances. They intended to settle the matter just like this.