Shikotsumyaku is full of rebellious bones

Although he possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan, Uchiha Yuan did not feel a shred of joy, because no one could possibly be happy when they knew they only had three minutes of life left.

Yes, at this moment he was already overdrawing his vitality.

The moment he clashed with that Kaguya clan head just now, his bloodline suddenly throbbed, and his Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun until it became a Mangekyō. He had no idea what was actually going on, and the only possibility was that some sort of mishap had occurred on Madara's side.

Yet thinking too much would not change anything, and using this broken shell to protect the old and young of the Uchiha here was now his final effort.

Anyway, I'm using your body anyway, tit for tat, sigh...

As if talking to himself, or perhaps speaking to someone who did not exist, even though his Mangekyō had awakened, he no longer had any spare chakra to trigger a unique ability, and driving this Incomplete Susanoo could at most sustain him for three minutes.

On the other side, the Kaguya clan head dodged a strike from Susanoo's skeletal giant hand, and Uchiha Yuan's shadow clone immediately hoisted a Rasengan and ambushed him. He swung his bone blade to block, felt the might of this novel and unfamiliar ninjutsu, and froze inside.

Just who in the world is this Uchiha ninja who suddenly popped up? To possess so many endless, bizarre ninjutsu—how could not even a hint of word have leaked out?

Naturally, no one answered this question for him. Because Uchiha Yuan was racing against time, his attacks grew increasingly fierce. After a continuous minute of combat, the Kaguya clan head was beaten back by an oversized Rasengan.

"Pfft!"

The Kaguya clan head spat a mouthful of blood. That ball attack could actually be spun that big?! He miscalculated!!

"Clan head!"

"Are you alright, clan head!"

The Kaguya clan head looked at the melon-eating crowd behind him, then looked at the blackish-red giant, sighing inwardly. The Uchiha truly were not fated to die yet, and besides, that bunch of his fellow clansmen had actually all been standing there watching the show!

Didn't you see your clan head was at a disadvantage?!

They didn't even know to come over and help out!!

"Retreat!"

Hearing that their own clan head actually wanted to retreat, the Kaguya ninjas felt much unwillingness in their hearts, but then looking at the massive giant that had now shifted to the front of the Uchiha Shrine, a jolt went through their hearts, and they could only turn and run.

Uchiha Yuan did not block them. Right now he could only put on a bold front, striking a pose as if he were too tied up protecting his clansmen to move away.

Before leaving, the Kaguya clan head did not forget to turn back and throw another Bracken Dance.

Boom!

Gigantic bone spikes covered the open space around the shrine, yet with the protection of Uchiha Yuan's Susanoo, the Uchiha clansmen did not suffer the slightest harm.

Watching the Kaguya group turn and run into the distance, Uchiha Yuan inherited the foxy mindset of a Warring States ninja and did not immediately dismiss Susanoo, even though his life had already begun its countdown...

Thirty seconds... twenty-nine seconds...

Uchiha Yuan's complexion was as pale as paper, his lips had lost all color, and portions of his skin began to carbonize and peel off.

Ninjas were all cunning creatures, and no one could guarantee whether Kaguya's retreat at this moment was real or fake. In case he dismissed Susanoo right now and the enemy turned around and slaughtered their way back, there truly would be no way out.

One thought to heaven, one thought to hell.

The colossal headless Susanoo slowly raised both hands, striking a posture of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow.

Ten... nine... eight...

Swish!

The pitch-black arrow chased after the direction of the Kaguya clan's retreat and flew off, while Uchiha Yuan's time was left with merely three seconds.

The arrow shot forth, Susanoo was dismissed, and Uchiha Yuan plummeted from midair. The massive loss of flesh and blood made his body fall at a very slow speed, and the clansmen on the ground rushed forward one after another to act as human sandbags, catching Uchiha Yuan.

The moment the clansmen touched Uchiha Yuan's body and saw him looking like this, their eye sockets instantly turned red, and tears streamed down in a gush.

The scene shifted.

On the other side, the retreating Kaguya clan slowly slowed their pace. The Kaguya clan head pondered for a moment: if they launched a counter-attack right now...

Hmm?

A piercing whistle tore through the air, and the Kaguya clan head looked back. His eye sockets instantly split apart, and he roared at the top of his lungs:

"Watch out!!"

Bang!

After the Susanoo arrow collided with a Kaguya clansman, a massive energy explosion instantly occurred. Over a dozen Kaguya ninjas were blown to smithereens on the spot, with a large number of personnel suffering heavy injuries.

Without looking back, the Kaguya clan head immediately retreated with the wounded. The thought of turning back to fight another wave had long been cast to the winds; this Uchiha was simply too bizarre.

Turning his head to look at the injured clansmen around him, for a moment, even after harvesting a large amount of Frostbone Grass, he could not feel happy. He muttered under his breath:

"We have to hurry and move after we get back. Our clan cannot endure the Uchiha's revenge."

It was not without reason that the Kaguya clan head had ordered a retreat earlier, because time truly was running out, and they had no choice but to retreat.

Several hundred kilometers away, beside the edge of a precipice.

Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama stood facing each other across a ravine, their respective clansmen behind them.

After exchanging a glance, the Uchiha forces turned and rapidly retreated, while Senju Tobirama's brow could trap a fly on the Senju side.

"Brother! Are you just going to let them leave like this!? It's still not too late to change the order and pursue!"

"Enough! Weren't the deaths caused today enough?"

"But!"

Senju Hashirama raised a hand, and a colossal aura burst forth, instantly pressing down so heavily that Tobirama and the surrounding clansmen could not speak.

Hashirama gazed as the grand army of Uchiha ninjas slowly vanished into the night, only then beginning to lead his clansmen in clearing the battlefield.

In this battle, both sides could be said to have suffered heavy losses. Among the main combatants, more than half of the elites alone were lost, and most importantly, both clan heads had died in battle!!

Previously, when the Uchiha suddenly received news that their home had been raided, Senju Butsuma fought desperately to block them, while Uchiha Tajima fought tooth and nail to cover the army's retreat. The two fought a life-or-death battle and ultimately perished together.

Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama were given battlefield commissions, succeeding as clan heads. Yet Hashirama and Madara seemed to share a tacit understanding, immediately issuing an order to cease fire, which led to the scene that had just occurred.

War... Madara, watch closely, I will use these hands to forge a completely new era.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Madara was currently speeding back toward the clan lands with his clansmen. He could not afford to be slow; the losses this time were truly too great. Although he had unlocked the Mangekyō, he did not feel a shred of joy.

His old man had died in battle, over half of the clansmen were lost, and their clan land had even been raided—could the Sharingan truly be a cursed eye? How tragic the Uchiha were!!

As he thought, a trace of sorrow flashed through Madara's eyes, his slightly damp eye sockets instantly dried by the wind.

"Izuna, don't worry about the bodies of our clansmen. The Senju will honestly return them."

Izuna pouted, forcefully holding back the emotions in his heart. All of this was clearly seen by Madara beside him.

"No, I'm worrying about the younger brother left behind in the clan."

Hearing these words, the expression on Uchiha Madara's face instantly froze, and a fresh pain pierced his heart.

"It's fine. That fellow Yuan wouldn't even die from taking a Water Dragon Bullet with his head; he'll definitely be fine this time."

Yet Izuna was not comforted in the slightest by these words. Surviving a Water Dragon Bullet with one's head could only be said to mean that fellow Yuan had a hard head, but this time the Kaguya grand army had raided their home—what use was a thick head?

The Uchiha army moved at lightning speed, taking less than half an hour to dash over a hundred miles and rush back to their clan lands.

The moment they arrived, the sights that met their eyes were all broken walls and ruins. Houses burned with fires that no one went to extinguish, and the stench of blood in the air was already close to dissipating entirely.