"Besides these seventeen pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan, there are also four pairs of the even more powerful Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the form attained when the Mangekyō Sharingan evolves once again."
Afraid they might not recognize it, Seiichi slowly added, "Oh, right. Madara Uchiha's eyes back then were Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan."
As Seiichi's words fell, the entire venue went deathly silent. The appearance of this new term, Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, left the already astonished crowd even more dumbfounded.
"Th-this... how is that possible..." someone muttered.
Upon hearing this, Hyuga Hiashi's expression turned extremely ugly.
Although he knew nothing about the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, he certainly knew Madara Uchiha.
One Madara had been trouble enough, yet now the Uchiha actually had four more "little Madara Uchihas." Had the world gone mad?!
How could their Hyuga Clan possibly compare with the Uchiha Clan anymore?
Their clan had done nothing, yet they had somehow become the fucking laughingstock of the entire Shinobi World.
Seiichi looked at everyone present, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Now, if we want to carry out my plan, I believe we have at least enough top-tier fighting power. The Uchiha alone could sweep through the Shinobi World.
"I'm offering to take you forward with us because we all come from Konoha. After all, we're all shinobi of Konoha.
"If this really succeeds, there'll be not only fame, but profit too. What a shame~ you don't seem able to see the future."
His voice echoed through the air, as though carrying an irresistible force.
Those present exchanged glances, complicated emotions rising within them.
On the one hand, they felt fear and awe at the Uchiha Clan's current strength; on the other, Seiichi's words had moved them.
Yes, they had all once been part of Konoha. Why couldn't they