Itachi searched for a while but still couldn't find his younger brother, so he decided to leave this strange place first.
If they stayed any longer, he was really afraid that he would not be able to resist casting Tsukuyomi on Kisame.
The two turned around and walked off the stage. Behind the crowd, Sasuke in his black robe pulled his hood low over his face, his body trembling with excitement.
'It's Uchiha Itachi!!'
'I have been waiting for this momentfor countless days and nights!!'
'Finally, the opportunity had come!'
Sasuke roared in his heart, and couldn't help but recall his previous experience of going to the Pure Land...
'Hahahaha…'
'Uchiha Itachi!'
'Death is only the beginning for you!'
'Once you reach the Pure Land, prepare to face the endless wrath of our clan!'
Just thinking about how he had been surrounded by his clansmen and nearly hung up and beaten by his father sent a chill down Sasuke's spine.
He just wore women's clothes and it had infuriated his clansmen so much...
So he didn't even dare imagine what kind of treatment Itachi, the one who slaughtered their clan, would receive down there.
Sasuke followed at a distance, maintaining about a hundred meters. He pulled his hood to cover his face with one hand and held the sealing scrolls hidden in his robes with the other.
He carries 120 sealing scrolls with him every He carried a hundred and twenty sealing scrolls on him every single day, just waiting for this moment!
Coincidentally, when he fought Naruto a few days ago, Sasuke had learned a few tricks.
For example, how to deal with Dojutsu Users...
Back then, when Sasuke activated his three-tomoe Sharingan and tried to trap Naruto in a Genjutsu, Naruto had immediately pulled out a handful of quicklime powder from his pocket and flung it at him.
Caught off guard, Sasuke had clutched his eyes in agony.
Ever since then, Sasuke would carry some quicklime powder in his pocket, specifically to target Itachi's Mangekyo Sharingan.
Sasuke trailed behind the two, pausing occasionally.
During the process, he still felt that his preparations weren't enough.
'If I had known earlier, I would have asked Naruto for a statue, or brought Karin home with me, then I would have had a 100% chance of winning.'
That's right, after the Chunin Exams, the little 'blood bag', Karin, had tearfully begged to stay by his side.
So he took the poor girl in out of pity.
He hadn't told anyone about this yet.
Meanwhile, Kakashi, who was watching the performance, turned his head and saw Sasuke leaving. Then, he found two figures in black robes with red clouds pattern.
When Kakashi saw the two men's attire, he immediately sensed something was off.
While the costumes for the event had come from Naruto, they all had been personally distributed by him, so he remembered every single design clearly.
There had never been any outfits like this!!
Realizing something was wrong, Kakashi bid a quick farewell to Jiraiya and, as if drawn by instinct, he followed them...
"Itachi-san, it looks like we're being followed."
"It doesn't matter. Let's find a place up ahead to deal with them."
Right now, Itachi is only focused on finding his brother.
After searching Konoha for so long without a trace of Sasuke, Itachi was a little worried that Sasuke couldn't bear the blows over the years and gave up on himself.
'Sasuke...'
'Where have you gone to?'
After walking for more than ten minutes, Itachi found that they are almost out of the village and the tail was still following them, so he stopped.
Kisame grinned and turned around, ready for a fight.
But when he saw the person following him, Kisame froze in disbelief.
The figure was clad in a black cloak and hood, so his face couldn't be seen. The most striking thing was the weapon strapped to his back...
'What the hell?!'
'Is this kid copying me?!'
'And why is his sword even more exaggerated than Samehada?!'
Itachi turned around and glanced at the boy in hooded figure, then focused all his attention on Kakashi further behind.
It never crossed his mind that this strangely dressed person could be his younger brother.
Itachi raised his hand and gently held his bamboo hat, then slowly took it off, revealing his true face.
Beside him, Kisame mimicked the motion, chuckling darkly before speaking, "Looks like we're in a bit of trouble, Itachi-san."
"That guy's the Copy Ninja, Kakashi, right?"
Itachi said nothing, and his Genjutsu was silently activated.
Bang…
At this moment, Sasuke slammed the Heavy Xuan Ruler into the ground, planting it firmly in front of him.
"Interesting."
"Itachi-san, leave the hooded brat to me."
Kisame thought that the other party was provoking him by taking out a weapon similar to his own.
Itachi nodded slightly, acquiescing to Kisame's decision.
"Long time no see, Kakashi-senpai."
"You..."
Kakashi came up to Sasuke with a bewildered expression on his face.
'Could it be that Itachi didn't recognize his own brother?
The four people stood there, no one took action first. A breeze blew by, blowing off the hood on Sasuke's head, revealing his cold, furious expression beneath.
Whoosh…
Sasuke grabbed the Heavy Xuan Ruler, pointed it at Itachi and shouted loudly, "Itachi! You made me wait long enough!"
"Let me tell you something!"
"Six years in Hedong! Six years in Hexi! Don't bully down on the young and poor!"
"Who are you?"
Faced with the enemy's sudden provocation, Itachi fell silent for a long moment before finally responding.
His vision had deteriorated, so he could only make out vague outlines of people.
The only reason he recognized Kakashi was because of the man's distinctive white hair.
But this hooded boy in front of him...
Itachi racked his brain, trying to recall if he had ever met someone matching this description in his life, but nothing came to mind.
When Sasuke heard that his sworn enemy didn't even recognize him, the anger in his chest almost burst out.
'It turns out that this guy doesn't take me seriously at all?'
'Damn it!!'
'I will definitely kill you today!'
Sasuke raised his head, revealing his scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan.
When Itachi saw a hint of red, his eyes widened slightly, and his face was immediately filled with surprise.
"Where did you get those Sharingan?"
There was a hint of anger in his tone when he said this.
Even though the Uchiha Clan had been wiped out, the Sharingan was not something outsiders can get their hands on.
And more importantly…
He was worried that the other party might have harmed his brother.
"DAMN IT!!"
"ITACHI, DIE!!"
Under Naruto's training, Sasuke's temperament has become very patient. But when he heard Itachi's words, he completely lost it instantly.
Gripping the Heavy Xuan Ruler, he activated Three Thousand Lightning Movement, instantly closing the distance.
"Your opponent is me..."
When Kisame saw that the kid wanted to attack Itachi, he immediately drew out Samehada to intercept him.
"Wait! Sasuke!"
"Get back here, he is not something you can handle!"
Kakashi knew things were about to go south the moment Sasuke charged.
The person in front of them is the S-Rank Missing-nin from Konoha, and his strength is beyond what Sasuke could currently handle.
Meanwhile, Itachi, who had been preparing a Genjutsu, suddenly froze when he heard the name 'Sasuke'.
Then, his face filled with utter disbelief.
'That hooded boy... was Sasuke!?'
'What... what kind of joke is this?!'
'Since when did Sasuke look like this?!'
The drastic change in his brother left Itachi's mind reeling. But before he could process it, Sasuke was already in front of Kisame.
Driven by vengeance and further enraged by Itachi's failure to recognize him, Sasuke abandoned any thoughts of testing the waters.
He directly activated the Cursed Seal. While moving, he lightly stroked the Heavy Xuan Ruler to add Fire Attribute Chakra on it as he moved.
By the time he reached the shark-faced man, he swung the Heavy Xuan Ruler and used his ultimate move without hesitation.
"Flame Splitting Tsunami!"
Kisame sneered, then raised Samehada and slashed back at him.
'Fool.'
'How dare you use such trick in front of me?
'Samehada can absorb Chakra.'
Whoosh…
A colossal wave of flames erupted, blasting Kisame point-blank in the face. The sheer force sent him flying before he could even react.