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Naruto: The Rise Of Uchiha

The Otsutsuki ancestor once again used the eye technique to tear the space against Uchiha Fugaku, using Uchiha Fugaku's body as the object to be torn. "Whether we can turn defeat into victory depends on this pupil technique, but I don't know how powerful it will be?" Uchiha Fugaku activated his newly acquired eye technique. Swish! The cursed chakra in his body was rapidly decreasing. This new eye technique consumed a surprisingly large amount of cursed chakra. Even his strongest technique, the Platinum Star, which he performed with the Savior Sword, was far inferior. He couldn't help but worry that his cursed chakra would be drained and he wouldn't even be able to revive with the help of death resurrection. Buzz! A huge amount of cursed chakra was consumed, and an astonishing scene appeared. Above his head, the space was torn apart, and a bright silver galaxy appeared. From the dazzling galaxy, a phantom seemed to walk out from the long river of time and space. He looked young, and exuded a terrifying aura that seemed as if he could destroy the galaxy with a thought. His appearance was exactly that of Uchiha Fugaku, the only difference was that he had a strange Rinnegan with a hexagram pattern between his eyebrows. Snap! The space tear of the Otsutsuki ancestor had already attacked Uchiha Fugaku, but the phantom only glanced at the space crack, and the space crack quickly shrank and disappeared as if time was flowing backwards. "What kind of pupil technique is this?" When he saw this phantom, the Otsutsuki ancestor suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. His voice was frantically warning him that the shadow was very dangerous, and it even made him want to turn around and run away. Uchiha Fugaku did not answer, because at this moment his cursed chakra was being rapidly drained and he had no energy left to answer him. The shadow did not answer him, but just looked at him. Phew! As the shadow looked towards the Otsutsuki ancestor, holes that were transparent from front to back suddenly appeared on the Otsutsuki ancestor's body, including the head, heart and other vital parts of the body. "What a terrifying... pupil technique, but you can't... kill me. When your strength is exhausted, you will die——" The whole body is full of holes, the Otsutsuki ancestor spoke. This Fanfic's Schedule for the week, updates on: Monday to Saturday. ---------------------------------------------- With gratitude and enthusiasm, Qingtian! And your Smith welcomes you to the John Smith Fanfics! An exploration across different universes, be prepared for adventure! With over 5000 words published! Current Exploration: Naruto:The Rise of Uchiha (6ch/Week). Naruto: Destroy the Sarutobi Clan At the Beginning (6ch/Week). Explore the Unexplored! Become an exclusive supporter on Patreon and unlock advanced chapters -> John Smith | Patreon https://www.patreon.comJohn_smith_ Add/Before John_smith_

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Chapter : 67

In the controlled realm of the real illusion, Uchiha Fugaku stood alone, channeling the intense power of the Eight Gates. His focus was on the seventh gate—the Gate of Shock.

"The seventh gate, Shock Gate, open!" he commanded.

As the gate released, Fugaku's entire body emitted blue steam, the result of sweat evaporating rapidly from the surge in energy. A palpable, fearsome aura surrounded him, resonating through his muscles and bones as they strained under the overwhelming power.

The physical toll was immediate. His muscles and meridians felt as though they were being torn apart from the inside, and his skin flushed to an unnatural red. Blood vessels protruded visibly, wrapping around his body like vines, adding to his almost monstrous appearance.

"Daytime Tiger!" he shouted, throwing a punch so fast it compressed the air in front of him, releasing an enormous blast of energy that roared forward in the shape of a white tiger.

The ground and walls of his training chamber, reinforced with solid stone, could not withstand the devastating impact. They were obliterated, and the roof vanished in the powerful shockwave, leaving nothing but open sky above.

But Fugaku wasn't finished. Standing among the shattered remains of the room, he activated the eighth gate—the Gate of Death.

"The eighth gate, Death Gate, open!"

The blue steam vanished, replaced by a dark red aura formed from his own blood evaporating. His hair stood on end, and both his hair and eyebrows turned a vibrant red. Cracks appeared along his skin, spiderwebbing outward as his life force burned at an accelerated rate, providing him with unmatched strength but at the ultimate cost.

Even a Kage would tremble in the face of such raw power. Fugaku's very presence exuded a terrifying pressure that could unnerve even the strongest foes.

"Evening Elephant!" he called out, delivering a punch that compressed the air to a visible line, tearing forward with unmatched speed and power.

The force continued beyond the training chamber, carving a massive trench in the earth as though it had been sliced by an enormous blade.

With his body near its breaking point, Fugaku gathered every last ounce of strength into one final move.

"Night Guy!"

The blood-colored steam gathered, coalescing into a massive dragon shape. He unleashed his kick downward, a devastating impact radiating from the point of contact, leaving a deep crater that obliterated everything in its path.

Fugaku's body collapsed, his life force spent, bones shattered, and muscles torn to pieces. As he lay motionless, it was clear that the Death Gate's toll had been exacted in full.

Yet in the realm of real illusion, death was merely a temporary state. Moments later, Fugaku's body was restored, as if resurrected by an unseen force, and even his clothes were renewed to their pristine condition.

"Such incredible power…" he murmured, looking at the destruction caused by the Eight Gates. The sheer scale of devastation, even within an illusory environment, left him astonished.

With the mastery of the eighth gate, his journey with the Eight Gates was complete. When he exited the real illusion, Fugaku took a deep breath, relieved yet exhilarated.

The challenge now lay in the limitations of real-world application. He knew that to maximize the potential of the Eight Gates, he would need to increase his physical strength through rigorous training—a long and arduous journey.

In high spirits, he left the training chamber and walked into the courtyard, where he found Uchiha Sasuke practicing ninjutsu, his young face set in a determined expression.

Seeing Sasuke's dedication brought a warm smile to Fugaku's face. Under his guidance, Sasuke had become much more disciplined than most children his age, showing remarkable progress in his training.

"Father!" Sasuke noticed his presence and eagerly ran over.

"You're improving," Fugaku said, his tone approving.

Hearing his father's praise, Sasuke's face lit up, as though he'd just received a rare treasure. After a brief rest, he returned to his training with renewed determination, leaving Fugaku feeling a mixture of pride and satisfaction. Praising Sasuke had a visible effect on him, a reminder that encouragement was vital in guiding his young son's development.

Fugaku watched Sasuke with an appraising eye. "With his potential, Sasuke is bound to unlock powerful abilities in the future. Once he awakens his Rinnegan, he'll naturally develop his own space-time ninjutsu, but that's still a long way off. In the meantime, the Flying Thunder God Technique could serve him well."

The thought gave Fugaku pause. While he himself lacked the spatial aptitude for the Flying Thunder God Technique, Sasuke's natural talent in this area meant he could master it, allowing him to bypass some of the developmental gaps.

The only drawback was that such a technique would need to remain hidden for now. The Flying Thunder God Technique was too closely tied to the legacy of the Fourth Hokage, and revealing it could draw the wrong kind of attention.

"Still, the time will come when he can use it without restraint," Fugaku mused. The tensions between the Uchiha clan and the current Konoha leadership were nearing a breaking point. Either the clan would fall, or the Third Hokage and his council would be removed, creating an opportunity for a new era of leadership.

Should the Uchiha clan emerge victorious, Fugaku was confident he could assume the role of Hokage. The Uchiha and Senju had founded Konoha together, and yet, while the Senju lineage had seen two Hokages, the Uchiha clan had been denied the title. The village was overdue for an Uchiha Hokage.

With a firm nod, he set his vision on this possibility, feeling assured that, should he rise to power, Sasuke would be able to openly wield his talents, including the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Just then, a clan member approached Fugaku quietly, bowing respectfully as he leaned in to whisper.

Upon hearing the message, the warmth on Fugaku's face faded, replaced by a steely look and a brief flash of lethal intent in his eyes.

(End of Chapter)

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