The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 530 Lin... I will definitely find you!

Uchiha Mitsunori glanced down at the Tessaiga in his hand and fell into a brief moment of thought.

This weapon is incredibly powerful when enhanced by the Dog Clan's Sage Mode, but to him, it is ultimately just an external object.

If he were to activate Sage Mode and combine it with ninjutsu, its power would be no less than that of the Tessaiga, so keeping this sword would be somewhat redundant.

As he pondered, he flicked his wrist, and the Tessaiga flew steadily toward Inuyasha with a slight whooshing sound.

"Inuyasha, I'm giving you back the Tessaiga!"

Inuyasha was leaning against the broken wall, panting. The wound on his back was still throbbing. When he saw the Tessaiga flying towards him, he instinctively reached out and caught it. He felt a familiar weight and a surge of demonic energy in his palm. He looked up at the three peaks, and the awe in his eyes deepened.

"Inuyasha, you must train your body well. That way, even if you transform into a human every month, your strength won't decline significantly. Also, I will revive Kikyo in the future. I hope you will cherish her this time and not leave any regrets."

Inuyasha shuddered, his grip on the Tessaiga tightened abruptly, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he saw that Mitsumine had already turned around, his chakra surging suddenly.

A miniature, fully-formed Susanoo is activated instantly.

He slowly raised his arm and pulled Coral into his embrace.

Uchiha Mitsunori wiped away the remaining tear stains on her cheeks: "Sango, we should go."

Not far away, Maitreya watched this scene, his heart aching so much that he could hardly breathe.

He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to shout to stop Coral, wanting to keep her, but his hand slowly fell down halfway up, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He knew Sango too well; reviving Kohaku was her lifelong obsession. The Uchiha Mitsurugi could give her hope, but he could not.

If he forced her to stay, she would hate him for the rest of her life. Besides, he knew he had no way to keep this girl who was so obsessed with him.

Maitreya slowly closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, his teeth biting his lower lip tightly, forcibly suppressing the pain and resentment in his heart. A bitter tear quietly slid down from the corner of his eye and landed on the dusty back of his hand.

Coral was held in Sanfeng's arms, and her gaze unconsciously fell on Miroku. Seeing his pained and restrained appearance, she felt a little guilty.

She slowly lowered her head, her eyelids drooping, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes. She gently gripped Sanfeng's clothes with both hands, bidding him a silent farewell.

Seeing this, the two-tailed cat demon Kirara gently rubbed against the hem of Sango's clothes, letting out a low whimper. Then she leaped up and landed on Susanoo's shoulder, the flames on her two tails flickering slightly, as if to comfort Sango.

Mitsuhide controlled Susanoo, a faint halo emanating from beneath his feet, as he slowly rose into the air, carrying Coral and Mica, flying towards the horizon. His figure gradually shrank until it finally disappeared into the clouds.

Inuyasha, Miroku, Kagome, and Shippo stood there, gazing in the direction they had gone, each lost in their own thoughts, and the forest fell silent once more.

High in the sky, Coral leaned against Sanfeng's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. The unease in her heart gradually dissipated, leaving only anticipation and trepidation for the future.

Sanfeng looked down at the girl in his arms, but his thoughts drifted away.

He actually wanted to forge a weapon that suited him, but he couldn't find the right materials.

After a moment of thought, an idea popped into his mind—perhaps he could revive the Ten-Tails, take a branch from the Divine Tree, and forge a divine weapon of his own.

Time flew by, and after a long drive, the outline of the border base gradually became clear.

The closer one gets to the base, the stronger the chilling atmosphere becomes, a stark contrast to the tranquility of the mountains and forests.

The once bustling camp was now a scene of chaos. Ninjas, dressed in combat uniforms, hurried back and forth, their expressions grave and their steps rapid. Each of them wore a look of exhaustion and vigilance.

Uchiha Mitsunori controlled Susanoo and slowly descended, then led Sango into his courtyard.

The courtyard was small, but it was kept clean and tidy. Several green plants were planted in the courtyard. It should have been a quiet and peaceful place, but now it was filled with anger because of a small figure.

Uchiha Ami was squatting by the stone bench in the courtyard, arms crossed, her little face puffed up with anger, and a faint blush on her cheeks. When she saw Mitsunori return with a strange woman in his arms, she immediately stood up, ran quickly to him, looked up at him, and spoke with a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction.

"Brother Sanfeng! How come you bring back a woman every time you go out?"

Uchiha Ami pouted, her eyes slightly reddening: "You already have me, Megumi, Yui, and Tsunade-neechan, why did you bring other women back?"

Uchiha Mitsunori smiled helplessly and reached out to ruffle Ami's hair. "Her name is Sango. She's a pitiful girl. Her entire clan of over a hundred people was killed by evil people, and now she's all alone. Ami, be good and don't bully her, understand?"

Inside the house, Huiyi Uzumaki heard the commotion outside and came out with two cups of hot tea.

She was dressed in light pink, with gentle eyes and brows. Seeing Coral's pale and haggard appearance, and hearing Sanfeng's words, she felt a pang of heartache.

This girl is even more miserable than when her family was destroyed.

Huiyi quickly stepped forward and handed a cup of hot tea to Sango, a gentle smile on her face: "Young lady, please have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up. Don't be afraid, it's very safe here."

Coral felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at Huiyi's gentle smile. She reached out her hand with trembling hands, and the warm touch of the teacup dispelled some of the chill around her.

She whispered, "Thank you."

Seeing that Sango was gradually relaxing, Uchiha Mitsunori turned to her and instructed, "Huiyi, Sango is in your care now. Find her some clean clothes and make sure she's settled in properly. I'm going to my office to take care of some things that have piled up over the past few days. I'll be back later."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take good care of her."

Huiyi nodded and gently took Sango's hand: "Girl, come with me, I'll take you to your room to rest."

As the two entered the room, Uchiha Mitsunori's gentle expression vanished, his demeanor gradually turning serious. He then turned and walked towards his office.

The oppressive atmosphere in the camp gave him a vague sense of unease; something big was probably about to happen.

As soon as I entered the office, a composed figure came to greet me.

Uchiha Tetsuka was dressed in a black combat suit, his face showing fatigue and his eyes filled with seriousness.

"Sanfeng, something's happened! A few days ago, Kirigakure suddenly gathered a large number of ninjas and launched a surprise attack on our southern border city. Our defenses were forcibly breached, many cities were looted, and people were displaced."

Tie Huo paused, his tone growing increasingly heavy: "What's even more troublesome is that old man Hiruzen Sarutobi actually let a group of students around nine years old graduate early and send them to guard the southern border. Those children have absolutely no combat experience, and I heard they've suffered heavy casualties, with over twenty medical ninjas captured by Kirigakure!"

Uchiha Mitsunori's gaze suddenly darkened, his aura instantly became sharp, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that this was not an unauthorized action by Kirigakure, but the work of Uchiha Madara... a meticulously planned "fateful tragedy".

Madara Uchiha's goal was simple: to use Kirigakure to force Rin Nohara to die at Kakashi's hands, thereby stimulating Obito Uchiha to awaken his Mangekyou Sharingan and ultimately make him a willing pawn in his scheme to overthrow the world.

Thinking of Madara Uchiha's conspiracy, a calculating glint flashed in the eyes of Mitsumine Uchiha.

If Madara Uchiha wants to control Obito, then Obito might as well interfere and disrupt Madara's plans.

If he could steal Rin Nohara's body after Obito leaves and revive her with the Tenseiga, he could then use Rin as leverage to turn the tables on Obito Uchiha.

If Obito Uchiha could be used by him, it would be much easier for him to control the ninja world in the future.

Having made up his mind, Uchiha San acted again. He went outside, instantly condensed a small Susanoo, and sped off towards the southern border.

He must reach the border city before the plot unfolds.

Only in this way can he successfully revive Rin with Tenseiga after Obito leaves. He must win this game.

After speeding along for an unknown period of time, the outline of a border city to the south came into view.

The once bustling city is now a ruin. The war has long since ended, but it has left behind a scene of devastation.

Ruins and broken walls were everywhere, collapsed houses were buried under the bodies of countless ninjas and civilians, and tattered Konoha flags fluttered weakly in the wind, making a "rustling" sound, as if telling the story of the horrors of war.

Blood stained the entire street, seeping into the dried soil and congealing into dark red marks, emitting a strong, pungent stench mixed with the smell of dust and decay, making one want to vomit.

Occasionally, a few groans of severely wounded ninjas would come from beneath the ruins, faint and desperate, but they would soon be drowned out by the howling wind and fall into silence.

Uchiha Mitsunori withdrew his Susanoo, circulated his chakra, and completely enveloped his aura, making his figure ethereal, like a ghost, silently moving among the ruins.

With the keen insight of his Mangekyou Sharingan, he quickly located Kakashi's whereabouts.

Behind the broken wall not far away, Kakashi was kneeling on one knee, clutching his bleeding shoulder with one hand. The bandage was already soaked with blood, and fine beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.

"Lin...I will find you..."

His breathing was disordered and weak, clearly indicating that he had just experienced a fierce battle, yet he still managed to maintain his spirits. His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry, and he cautiously scanned his surroundings, obviously searching for something.

Uchiha Mitsunori silently leaped to the top of the distant ruins, crouching down with his body pressed against the cold rock.

He calmly watched Kakashi, patiently waiting for the plot to unfold, ready to act at any moment.