"Rumble..."
A tremendous explosion echoed through the forest, startling countless animals into fleeing.
"Whoosh!"
Shihōin Naraku landed on a large tree, his feet planted on a branch as he watched the site of the explosion.
Amid the fiercely burning flames, an orange-red, skeletal god of war with only an upper body stood on the ground, utterly unafraid of the scorching fire.
This was Uchiha Itachi's Susanoo!
This half-bodied Susanoo held the divine shield, the Yata Mirror, in one hand, and the Totsuka Blade, a divine weapon with sealing powers, in the other!
It had both offense and defense covered!
With a whoosh, Susanoo swung the Totsuka Blade, which resembled red flames with no clearly discernible physical form, and easily swept away the surrounding fire.
"Tsk, Uchiha Itachi really has a full set of equipment!"
No wonder he had to die. With that talent and equipment, how many people could match him if he truly unleashed his full strength?
"So, is Uchiha Itachi already seriously ill?"
Shihōin Naraku was not afraid of Uchiha Itachi's strength. The main issue was that his opponent's physical condition was too poor. Take Susanoo, for example: never mind manifesting its complete form, even maintaining this skeletal state for too long would exhaust Itachi to death.
Even though this was not several years later, Shihōin Naraku was certain that Uchiha Itachi's health could not be much better.
To be precise, Uchiha Itachi's problem was not really with his body, but with his heart.
He himself no longer wanted to live!
Yes, he truly no longer wanted to live!
Uchiha Itachi had been ruthless enough to slaughter his entire clan, men and women, young and old, but did he really feel no guilt, distress, or pain at all?
How could that be possible!
The Sharingan was a power