"Shhh."
Yukika turned to Fugaku, shook his head, and raised a finger to his lips.
He then looked at Furi and sneered. "Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that? What makes you think you're qualified?"
"You—!"
Furi exploded with fury and charged forward. Chakra surged around him as he activated his Sharingan, three tomoe spinning rapidly. With a loud shout, he swung his kunai straight at Yukika's chest!
Yet the moment his blade was about to strike...
Boom!!
Furi was blown back instantly, crashing into the stone wall with such force that cracks spread outward like a spiderweb.
"Ahhh!!!"
He clutched his bleeding chest, groaning in agony, as he slid helplessly to the ground.
Silence fell once again.
No one had seen how Yukika moved. He hadn't even drawn a weapon, yet Uchiha Furi was defeated in a single move.
"Just trash. If that's your so-called 'Uchiha pride,' then I advise you to dig a hole and bury it," Yukika said icily.
"You think I'd let you continue dreaming about ruling Konoha? This era doesn't belong to you. Get lost."
He looked around at the rest of the Uchiha, sweeping his gaze across them with steely contempt. One by one, they lowered their heads, avoiding his eyes.
It was as if Yukika's presence alone made them feel like ants.
Fugaku clenched his fists tightly, his nails biting into his palms.
He felt humiliated, furious, but mostly... helpless.
Was this the true gap between the Uchiha and the Senju?
No.
It was the gap between mortals and gods.
Suddenly, someone stumbled into the assembly in a panic.
"Clan leader! It's terrible! The tomb—the tomb has...!"
Everyone turned to look.
Fugaku's eyes narrowed. "Speak clearly!"
The man dropped to his knees, trembling. "The tomb at the ancestral shrine has been opened! We... we saw the stone tablet—shattered! And someone's come out of the hidden chamber!"
"What?!"
The crowd erupted in shock.
The Uchiha's ancestral tomb was sacred ground! That stone tablet, unreadable without the Mangekyo Sharingan, held secrets passed down for generations.
And now—someone had emerged from its depths?
Footsteps echoed behind them.
A shadow appeared, stepping into the fading sunlight.
Clad in a long, dark crimson cloak, with flowing black hair and piercing, ancient eyes.
An overwhelming aura of dominance swept across the room like a tidal wave.
Fugaku's pupils shrank. Mikoto gasped. Even Yukika's eyes narrowed with faint amusement.
Uchiha Madara... had returned.
No illusion. No Impure World Reincarnation.
This was the real Madara, flesh and blood.
And in his hands—
He held the shattered remains of the ancestral stone tablet.
Cracks ran across the divine script. All secrets—revealed.
"I've seen enough," Madara said coldly.
He looked at the stunned clan members, his voice echoing like thunder across the silent room.
"A clan that bows to outsiders, that dreams of becoming Hokage while groveling at the feet of their enemies... is no clan of mine."
He tossed the tablet fragments to the ground.
Crash!
The pieces scattered like broken dreams.
"I am Madara Uchiha. And today, I've come... to reclaim my name."
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