Being in Konoha, a disgrace to the Uchiha clan.

If you're dead, what do you need a woman for?

"Damn it, what's going on in Konoha?"

"The Wind Kingdom has launched a full-scale invasion, yet they haven't reacted at all?"

(Ma Wang Hao)

"My lord, it seems something has happened in Konoha." A samurai stammered.

"What?" Da Ming was taken aback.

"Hiruzen Sarutobi is dead, and the newly appointed Fifth Hokage is Fugaku Uchiha."

“However, the one who truly holds real power is a person named Uchiha Yoru,” the samurai explained.

“Uchiha Yefeng? Uchiha…” Daimyo muttered.

"Then let him make a move quickly!"

The samurai did not respond.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and give the order!" the daimyo urged.

However, no matter how much they urged them, the samurai stood still, as if they had all been dumbfounded.

next moment.

"Sizzle"

The warriors' necks were all split open, blood gushing out like the howling wind.

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Chapter 119 The Kaleidoscope Hanging High in the Sky (Please Subscribe)

I once heard someone say...

If the knife is sharp enough, the blood spurting from the wound sounds like the wind, which is quite pleasant to hear.

I never imagined that the first thing I would hear about was my own blood.

These were the sentiments of the daimyo warriors who were guarding the area.

The next moment.

His vision went black, and he collapsed.

Daming was stunned for a moment, then flapped his arms like a duck and screamed loudly.

"Enemy...enemy attack!"

"Help! Someone come quick!"

"help me!"

"boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a ninja rushed in.

The moment the lord saw this person, his eyes lit up and he shouted urgently.

"Nanwu, hurry! There are enemies! They're all dead! Protect me!"

Nanwu is one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja, possessing the abilities of an elite Jonin. With him around, they can definitely stall for more reinforcements.

Enemy forces have invaded Daimyo's capital, and I believe more guardian ninjas will arrive soon.

Beizi, Beigen, Xingdou, and even Master Jilu, the abbot of the Fire Temple, will come; they will not stand idly by.

Damn it, who exactly are these enemies, 463?

People from Sunagakure?

Are the ninjas of Sunagakure really this brazen now? They actually dare to assassinate a daimyo of a country. Once this crisis is over, I will definitely lodge a strong protest with the daimyo of the Land of Wind.

At the same time, everyone should know that the daimyo is the true ruler of a country, not those ninjas who only know how to fight each other all day long.

Even the Kage within the Kage Village cannot challenge the authority of the Daimyo!

This is a rule that the five major powers established long ago.

Without rules, nothing can be accomplished; rules must not be abandoned!

However, upon hearing the daimyo's urging, Nango, one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja, behaved strangely.

His face showed no sign of panic; on the contrary, he remained calm.

Even his gaze toward the daimyo carried a hint of pity, as well as an icy chill.

It was as if I were looking at a dead person.

"Nanwu, what are you trying to do?" The daimyo of the Land of Fire also sensed something was wrong, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly questioned loudly.

He felt the air becoming increasingly viscous, and the murderous intent permeating the world growing stronger, surging towards him like a tide.

We must devour him and annihilate him.

next moment.

A soft "hum!"

The entire space transformed in an instant.

The once grand Daming Prefecture had vanished, and he found himself in a desolate wilderness with an old tree beside him.

A cold wind blew, and crows cawed loudly, flapping their wings and taking flight.

A bright, clear moon hangs high in the sky.

As the daimyo looked up, the bright moon gradually changed.

It started to turn red, and the color deepened.

Finally, it transformed into a gigantic, blood-red eye that stretched across the sky.

Within its blood-red eyes, a black windmill pattern slowly rotated, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.

This...this is the Sharingan?

Or is it the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan?

Am I under a spell and trapped in an illusion?

The daimyo of the Land of Fire was horrified.

He was wrong; he guessed wrong.

Big mistake!

The attackers were not from Sunagakure or the Land of Wind, but from their own Land of Fire, from Konoha.

Uchiha!

Have the Uchiha clan members gone mad? How dare they try to assassinate me?

Aren't they afraid of being jointly condemned by the five major powers?

I am the supreme name of the Land of Fire!

Damn it, how dare they do this!

Daiming ran as fast as he could, using all sorts of methods, including but not limited to self-harm, in an attempt to escape this illusionary space.

But if it were just a simple illusion, he might have already escaped.

But this is a genjutsu cast by the Sharingan.

The illusion technique is cast by the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan, the supreme eye in the hearts of many members of the Uchiha clan. How could one so easily break free from its illusory space?

In the original work, even the famously evenly matched Kakashi suffered greatly in Itachi's Tsukuyomi space, so it's no wonder that a mere daimyo from the Land of Fire could not escape.

Just then.

The Sharingan hanging high in the sky began to spin rapidly.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the daimyo of the Land of Fire collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was back in the outside world, with a beautiful woman in his arms, delicious food laid out in front of him, and samurai standing ramrod straight in the corner.

Nothing seems to happen.

"Creak!" The room door was pushed open.

One of the Twelve Guardian Ninja, Nango, walked in, his brows furrowed as he looked at the Daimyo.

"Sir, is nothing wrong?"

"Get out, get out! Can't you see I'm drinking with Miko? What could possibly be wrong with me!" The Fire Country Daimyo waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.

Nanwu respectfully withdrew, but as he left the room, he muttered to himself in confusion.

"Strange, why did I suddenly feel such a strong sense of unease just now?"

"Could it be my imagination?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it!"

Nanwu shook his head and left, unaware that a blood-red eye flashed in the eyes of the Fire Country Daimyo in the room behind him.

Leaf.

Yagami-no-miya.

The banquet was still in full swing.

Hyuga Hiashi watched Hinata being intimate with Ye Feng, picked up the sake next to him and took a big gulp. The sake was sweet and mellow, but he tasted a hint of bitterness in it.

Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly looked around.

Where is the newly appointed Fifth Hokage, Fugaku Uchiha?

As Ye Feng's older brother and the current head of the Uchiha clan, Fugaku should be a key figure at this banquet. Why haven't I seen him at all?

Even stranger, not only did Fugaku disappear.

Fugaku's eldest son, a genius of the younger generation of the Uchiha clan, who graduated from the Ninja Academy at the age of 8.