All Heavens: Transcending Dimensions Starting with the Uchiha

The air was filled with the pungent smells of blood, burnt charcoal, and burning chakra.

The shattered stone slabs, the deep pits, the scattered kunai and shuriken all testify to the ferocity of the battle.

Uchiha Fugaku stood in the center of the plaza, like a demon crawling out of a pool of blood.

His black tribal robes were already soaked in blood, indistinguishable between the enemy's and his own, with many tears revealing deep, bone-revealing wounds, yet he still stood ramrod straight.

Only those eyes—the scarlet Mangekyou Sharingan—spinned wildly, radiating a resolute light that transcended pain and was capable of mutual destruction, locking onto the enemy ahead.

Hiruzen Sarutobi leaned on his Vajra Staff, which had reverted to its original form as the Monkey King, and breathed heavily, sweat and blood mingling as they streamed down his deeply lined face.

His Hokage robe was tattered, and the chainmail underneath had obvious dents.

The ape demon beside him was also covered in wounds, its golden fur matted with blood, its breathing heavy, and its eyes filled with exhaustion and worry for its old friend.

Both former "Heroes of the Ninja World" are no longer at their peak, especially Hiruzen, whose forced exploitation of his life force for high-intensity battles has made him appear unusually old and weak.

"Hiruzen Sarutobi!"

Fugaku's voice was hoarse, yet as sharp as a blade scraping against an iron plate.

"The humiliation of the Uchiha clan, the betrayal of the Konoha leadership—today, I will wash it away with your blood! I will repay it with your life!"

Hiruzen struggled to lift his head, a complex emotion flashing in his cloudy eyes—guilt, anger, but mostly worry about the future of Konoha.

"Fugaku...stop..."

His voice was filled with labored breathing, like a broken bellows.

"Kill me...and you won't survive either...Konoha...will be completely torn apart...and plunged into civil war...and let...let the enemy benefit..."

"Division? Civil war?"

Fugaku seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing, letting out a low, maniacal laugh, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Thanks to the machinations of your high command, the Uchiha have long been enemies of Konoha! From this day forward, either the Uchiha will be reborn, or... let them be completely annihilated in history! But before that, you—must die!"

Just as Fugaku was gathering his last strength, the kaleidoscope pattern twisting to its extreme, about to unleash that forbidden eye technique—

"stop!"

A clear and authoritative voice pierced through the clamor of the battlefield.

Uchiha Sho appeared between the two like a ghost. His police uniform was also stained with the marks of battle, but his aura remained calm and he was unharmed.

His three-tomoe Sharingan calmly swept over Fugaku's ferocious Mangekyou Sharingan, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

"elephant?"

Fugaku's movements suddenly froze, a barely perceptible glint flashing in his eyes.

"What are you doing here? This is none of your business!"

Xiang did not answer him immediately, but turned to the third generation, his voice carrying a heavy sorrow yet clearly resounding throughout the hall:

"Third Hokage, I have just returned from the battlefield outside the village. The Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze... sacrificed himself along with his wife, Kushina Uzumaki, to seal the out-of-control Nine-Tailed Fox and protect the village."

"Minato?! Kushina?!"

Hiruzen was struck as if by lightning; his body swayed violently, and he only managed to stay upright thanks to the support of his Vajra Staff.

Turbid tears welled up instantly, streaming down her blood-stained cheeks.

This news was not only a heavy blow to him personally, but also a devastating blow to the morale of the entire Konoha village.

The Konoha ninjas around them, regardless of which faction they belonged to, let out incredulous gasps and cries of grief.

Elephant's gaze returned to Fugaku, his voice suddenly rising, carrying the authority of a security chief and a subtle, almost imperceptible hint:

"Uchiha Fugaku! Look around you! Look at this village in ruins! The Fourth Hokage just sacrificed himself to protect Konoha!"

Are you now going to stir up internal strife here and let the heroes' blood be shed in vain?

Do you want the Uchiha clan to bear the eternal infamy of rebellion, killing of the Kage, and splitting of the village?

Do you want your entire clan, women, children, and the elderly, to be buried with you for your madness today?!

These words, like a cold steel needle, pierced Fugaku's mind.

He subconsciously looked around.

Before anyone knew it, a large number of Konoha ninjas had surrounded the Hokage Building plaza like a silent tide, making it impossible to move.

Nara Shikaku's brows were furrowed, his eyes sharp;

Hiashi Hyuga's face was ashen, his Byakugan activated, allowing him to see through the entire scene;

Yu Nu Zhiwei stood in the shadows, the swarm of insects appearing and disappearing in her sleeves;

Autumn Road Ding seat, Mountain Hai one closely followed Deer long left and right;

There were also many elites and ordinary Jonin from various clans, their eyes filled with vigilance, anger, sadness, and... hostility towards Uchiha Fugaku, the "traitor".

Elephant lowered his voice, transmitting it using only chakra audible to the two of them, and spoke extremely quickly:

"Clan leader, Minato is dead, Sarutobi's prestige has been completely destroyed, and the goal has been largely achieved."

Killing him outright would come at too high a price; the Uchiha clan would be doomed. Trust me, I have a better plan. Stop now!

Fugaku's Mangekyou Sharingan stared intently into Enoki's eyes, its frenzied light flashing intensely.

The elephant's eyes were calm and deep, like a bottomless whirlpool.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

In the end, the violent killing intent in Fugaku's eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a deep, sorrowful understanding and resolute determination.

He slowly withdrew his offensive stance, and the pressure of chakra around him also weakened.

"Humph……"

Fugaku let out a cold, ambiguous snort, his voice hoarse.

"Alright... Uchiha Sō... I'll give you this face. Today... that's enough."

He withdrew his gaze from the third generation and turned around as if preparing to leave.

Everyone present, including the third generation, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Nara Shikaku's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly; it seemed the worst possible civil war had been averted for the time being.

However, in that seemingly abrupt moment when the crisis seemed to have passed and the atmosphere had eased—

A sudden change has occurred!

"but……"

With his back to the crowd, Fugaku's deep voice rang out again, carrying a chilling calm.

"The humiliation of the Uchiha must be washed away with blood! The corruption of the Konoha leadership must be completely eradicated!"

For the future of the Uchiha clan... to clear the obstacles for the elephant... this is my... final responsibility!

Before he could finish speaking, Fugaku suddenly turned around, and his Mangekyou Sharingan erupted with an unprecedented, blinding blood-red light!

The pattern instantly twisted and expanded, as if it were about to burst into flames!

"not good!"

Hiashi Hyuga's Byakugan was the first to detect the terrifying energy fluctuations.

"He's about to unleash his eye technique! Stop him!"

The Third Hiruzen was instantly alert, forcefully gathering his chakra and sweeping out with his Adamantine Staff!

But it was all too late.

"The Garden Festival begins!"

Fugaku let out his final roar.

An indescribable, massive chakra, carrying a strong smell of blood and a chilling aura of death, erupted from Fugaku's center!

This was not an offensive shockwave, but a strange and powerful spatial binding force field!

Those dozen or so veteran elites of the Uchiha clan, who had followed Fugaku and stood silently on the periphery, already resigned to their fate—

Most of them were staunch supporters of Fugaku, or elders who had experienced the era of the Uchiha clan's marginalization and harbored resentment.

At that moment, their bodies simultaneously glowed with a blood-red light!

"For the glory of the Uchiha!"

"For Lord Elephant!"

"Clan Chief... may you rest in peace!"

Chapter 154, The Fifth Hokage, Uchiha Enoshima

There was no hesitation, no fear, only a liberating resolve.

More than a dozen Uchiha elites voluntarily and without hesitation poured all their chakra and life force into Fugaku's Mangekyou Sharingan by inscribing the mysterious Mangekyou Sharingan mark in advance!

Fugaku's body trembled violently as he endured an unimaginable influx of energy, and blood began to flow from all seven orifices.

His kaleidoscope spun to its limit, even emitting a faint cracking sound as it struggled under the strain!

He stared intently at Hiruzen Sarutobi, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred and a sense of schadenfreude.

A massive, dark red sphere, over ten meters in diameter and composed of pure blood and Yin Release chakra, instantly materialized above Fugaku's head!

The surface of the sphere was faintly visible with countless twisted Uchiha clan crests and Sharingan patterns, exuding a destructive aura that sent chills down one's spine!

The sky above the entire Hokage Tower plaza was bathed in an eerie, blood-red light!

"This...this is..."

For the first time, Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes showed genuine horror. He recognized the terrifying aura of this forbidden eye technique that cost lives!

He tried to use the Instantaneous Movement Technique to escape, but found that he and the surrounding space were firmly locked in place by the force field of the "Garden Festival"!

The ape demon roared and tried to grow bigger to break free, but it couldn't move!

"Let's go to hell together, Hiruzen Sarutobi!"

Fugaku's voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell.