Opening Eyes

Hearing the captain say that, the Anbu finally realized it. They could indeed tell from Hayato's current condition that he was at the end of his strength. But they had forgotten that although Hayato was in his Last Resuscitation, a person undergoing Last Resuscitation was also at their most terrifying.

"Roar!!!!!!" Susanoo threw back its head and roared. Its immense power shook the snow from the surrounding trees. Its giant hand swept out, and a string of enormous connected Tomoe appeared in its hands before being hurled forward.

"Whoosh!!! Whoosh!!!! Whoosh!!!" More than a dozen massive Tomoe shot toward the Anbu like lightning, carrying terrifying force capable of shattering mountains and splitting peaks.

This attack had completely exceeded everyone's expectations. It was simply too fast. The Anbu could not dodge it. Though they realized what was happening before the Tomoe struck, their bodies could not react in time.

"Bang!!!! Bang!!! Bang!!..." The seven Anbu, including that dark part captain, were instantly struck by the Tomoe. The sound of bones shattering rang out without end. All seven screamed as they were sent flying by the enormous Tomoe, their bodies crashing heavily into the distance. Blood rapidly flowed out. After a brief convulsion, they no longer moved. They were dead beyond doubt.

That was only natural. A force capable of punching through a mountain wall would undoubtedly kill anyone it struck. But this was also Hayato's final strength.

Hayato spat out another large mouthful of blood. His face was ashen, and his gaze had begun to lose focus. His knees slammed onto the ground, and his body slowly toppled over.

Susanoo let out a mournful cry and slowly dissipated into the heavens and earth. "Father!!!!!" Miao leaped down from the tree and immediately rushed to Hayato's side, supporting his body. His eye sockets had already become moist.

Hayato's face was now utterly ashen. His Sharingan had disappeared, and his pupils had turned gray-white. The sights within his vision had nearly vanished; he could only vaguely make out Miao's human silhouette.

Blood constantly spilled from the corner of his mouth as Hayato struggled to speak to Miao. "This is the curse of the Mangekyō Sharingan. While gaining immense power, it also places an enormous burden on the body, and the eyes gradually descend into darkness."

"Father!!! I..." Tears streamed down Miao's cheeks. Just as he was about to say something, Hayato interrupted him. He slowly said, "I'm already done for. By forcibly using the Mangekyō Sharingan, the life force within my body has been completely exhausted. My Sharingan has also lost its light. But you remember what I told you, right? If you want to break the curse of the Sharingan, there is only one path: obtain the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. With your talent, opening the Mangekyō Sharingan is inevitable. Sooner or later, you will walk this path as well. Therefore, take my eyes. Consider them the final gift from a father to his son."

Miao bit his lower lip tightly. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth and mixed with his tears, yet he seemed completely unaware of it as he gripped Hayato's hand tightly.

"Cough, cough!!!" Hayato's face darkened further as he kept coughing. Then he drew a breath and struggled to speak again to Miao. "Also, beneath the seventh tatami mat from the right in the Uchiha Clan's Naka Shrine, there is a passage. It leads to the Uchiha Clan's true secret place, which is also where the Uchiha Clan truly holds its regular gatherings."

"There is a Stone Slab passed down through generations of the Uchiha Clan. Legend says it was left behind by the Uchiha Clan's ancestor. It records the ancestor's Words of Wisdom. Its contents document the history of the Uchiha Clan and the secret of the origins of Dojutsu. It cannot be read without the Dojutsu Power of the Sharingan. The stronger the Dojutsu Power, the more one can read. It is the Uchiha Clan's greatest secret aside from the Mangekyō Sharingan. If you ever have questions about the Uchiha Clan or the Sharingan, go take a look. You may discover something." As his words fell, Hayato suddenly spat out blood, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

"Father!!! Stop talking!!" Miao clutched Hayato's hand tightly, tears pouring from his eye sockets like a breached flood.

"There is one last thing I need you to promise me!!!" Hayato's expression became incomparably solemn. "Father, tell me. No matter what it is, I'll promise you!!!" Miao bit his lower lip tightly and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"My current state is inseparable from the Uchiha Clan, and I have told you of the grudge between me and the Uchiha Clan. But the Uchiha Clan is still the family I was born into, the place that raised me. Even though I have already despaired of the Uchiha Clan, I cannot truly hate this clan. So I need you to promise me that when you become strong enough in the future, you will not seek revenge against the Uchiha Clan. Can you promise me that?" Hayato spoke in a dry voice. His aura was as thin as a thread, like a dying candle in the wind that seemed as though it would go out the next moment.

"I promise you, Father. I won't seek revenge against the Uchiha Clan." Gritting his teeth, Miao spoke with difficulty. Miao had actually already planned to take revenge on the Uchiha Clan, but Hayato seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, leaving him no choice but to agree through clenched teeth.

But he had his reasons for agreeing. He knew that in the near future, the Uchiha Clan would be slaughtered to the last by Uchiha Itachi. If he did not act, someone else would act for him. The result would be the same. The Uchiha Clan could not escape the fate of destruction.

"Is that so? Then that's wonderful. My son has Grown Up as well. At last, I can go see your mother." As Hayato spoke, his eyes slowly closed. Within his eye sockets, his son's blurred silhouette seemed to become incomparably clear in an instant. At that moment, Miao's appearance was deeply imprinted in Hayato's Line of Sight and upon his soul.

The cold, moist air still filled the surroundings. An icy wind blew past, lifting Miao's Bangs that covered his Right Eye. Yet Miao was very calm now, as though Hayato's departure had not affected him at all. But his trembling shoulders betrayed his heart.

After a long while, he slowly straightened up. At some point, two trails of bloody tears had flowed from his eyes, and his eyes began to undergo a tremendous change.

The three Tomoe rapidly spun, then gradually connected into one. The cold wind swept past, and an eerie triangular Shuriken-shaped pattern had appeared within his scarlet eye sockets.