Naruto: Creating Immortal Techniques at Six, Shocking Uncle Snake

Chapter 101: The Frenzied Uchiha! The Manipulated Uchiha!

Ishihara looked down at the ten people kneeling below him and calmly said, "Next, I will teach you a secret technique to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan!"

Immediately, someone angrily shouted, "You bastard, I know the truth! That technique drains our lifespan! You just want to use our lives for your experiments!"

Ishihara's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the man with cold indifference. "So, do you choose to participate in my experiment or die?"

"I'd rather die!" the middle-aged Uchiha man roared defiantly.

Slash!

A head flew into the air.

"Then I shall grant your wish," Ishihara said coldly, gazing at the others. "Anyone else wish to die?"

The others were shocked as they stared at the fallen body. Anger and fear warred in their hearts, but they remained silent. The secret technique might not kill them, and it could even grant them the Mangekyō. Opposing Ishihara, however, would only result in certain death.

Although they remained quiet, the other Uchiha clansmen exploded with rage.

"Ah!!!"

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

"Give me back my father's life!"

Ishihara watched them quietly, as shadows darted among the crowd.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

In an instant, several people were dragged out and forced to kneel before him—those who had been shouting moments before now cowered, their mouths trembling with fear.

As the scene fell into silence, Ishihara sneered with disdain. He ignored Itachi, who seemed hesitant to speak, and proceeded with the experiment.

A soundproof barrier formed around them.

Ishihara passed the Mangekyō Sharingan training method to the nine individuals he had selected earlier. Each was an elite Uchiha with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan and under forty years old.

Once they familiarized themselves with the technique, Ishihara immediately cast a genjutsu.

In the Genjutsu space, Ishihara, whose illusions had grown unimaginably powerful, planted seeds in their minds.

"You desire power, to become as strong as me, to defeat me, and to redeem the honor of the Uchiha. You imagine that if only you could replicate my genjutsu, you could do it!"

This time, Ishihara held nothing back, unleashing the full might of his Genjutsu Space. In no time, the nine people's eyes glazed over, and they mumbled Ishihara's words repeatedly.

The seeds had been planted.

"Alright, begin the technique."

At Ishihara's command, the nine snapped out of their daze and shakily activated the secret art.

Death loomed closer with each passing second.

Inside the barrier, Uchiha Fugaku and the others watched in horror, completely losing their composure.

The four of them charged at Ishihara in a frenzy.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Standing atop a massive wooden vine, Ishihara gazed down at them coldly.

"Shadow Imitation Technique!"

Boom—

A dark cloud appeared overhead!

The four Uchiha, who were rushing toward Ishihara with reckless abandon, looked up at the cloud in terror, their faces filled with despair.

The shadow spread, blocking out the sky and completely covering the barrier.

There was no escape.

Swoosh!

In an instant, the shadow enveloped them.

Teleportation Technique!

Swoosh!

Ishihara appeared before them, expressionless. "You think you can kill me?"

Uchiha Yashiro roared with fury, "Bastard! Let me go and fight me one-on-one!"

"You think you're worthy?" Ishihara sneered, waving his hand lightly. Shadows coalesced into several black spears, piercing Yashiro's body one after another.

They impaled his organs, even his heart. Blood gushed from his mouth.

Despite being on the verge of death, a hint of excitement flickered on Yashiro's twisted face. His eyes were locked onto Ishihara.

"Eye Technique: Peach Blossom!"

Buzz—

A mysterious ripple spread from Yashiro, transferring to Ishihara.

Yashiro was overjoyed.

He had recklessly provoked Ishihara, enduring fatal injuries, just to activate his Eye Technique!

Now, all the damage Ishihara had inflicted on him would transfer to Ishihara!

Laughing maniacally, Yashiro shouted, "Die, Ishihara!!!"

"You'll be killed by your own attacks! How does it feel to die by your own hand?"

"Hahaha... Gah!"

His laughter abruptly stopped as he stared at Ishihara in disbelief. "Why aren't you hurt?!"

Ishihara chuckled. "Looks like you didn't pay attention to what I said earlier."

What?

Yashiro froze as a sentence popped into his mind.

"Since I've studied your Eye Technique, you should've realized that I've already mastered it!"

Could it be that Ishihara had indeed mastered his Eye Technique? Then who had taken the damage?

Yashiro's pupils contracted as a bone-chilling coldness crept over him. He turned around in horror, screaming, "Hirako!!!"

Uchiha Hirako's body was riddled with gaping wounds, blood pouring out in streams.

He was near death.

The injuries were identical to those Yashiro had previously endured!

Hirako, his eyes dull, forced a weak smile.

Yashiro's heart sank. Trembling, he muttered, "Don't worry, I'll save you! My Eye Technique can save you!"

As he prepared to activate his Peach Blossom technique, a shadow loomed over him.

"Your Eye Technique?"

Yashiro looked up, only to see Ishihara's cold gaze boring into him. His heart went cold. "What are you going to do?"

Ishihara's hands reached toward Yashiro's eyes, pressing lightly.

"No! No!!!"

Yashiro trembled violently, thrashing and roaring in a frenzy.

If his eyes were taken, there would be no way to save Hirako.

Shhhk!

Ishihara remained unmoved, his expression icy as he gouged out Yashiro's eyes.

"I told you, since the Mangekyō Sharingan was gifted to you by me, I will personally take it away."