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The dark truth that he and Jiraiya uncovered together resurfaced in his mind.
Kakashi glanced out of the corner of his eye at a secluded patch of shadowy woodland in the distance.
He hesitated for a moment, then decisively composed himself and made a decision.
Kakashi took one last deep look down to confirm that Sasuke was safe for the time being, then quietly disappeared from the branch. Using the shadow of the tree trunk and the terrain as cover, he silently sneaked towards the direction where he had sensed Obito's location.
……
Dream Weasel slowly lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the bright red bloodstain on the kunai in his hand, his eyes becoming extremely sharp.
The blood, or rather bodily fluids, of White Zetsu should be white; this is information that he and Shisui have confirmed through multiple investigations.
Therefore, the fact that this attack brought out red blood has already proven a lot.
He was right; the one opposite him was neither a White Zetsu nor a fake.
This guy!
It's the real Itachi Uchiha...
As Sasuke's older brother, the eldest son of his parents, and the young head of the Uchiha clan, how dare he commit such a crime, leaving Sasuke in this desperate situation?
A surge of overwhelming rage suddenly rose in the heart of the dream weasel.
"Unforgivable...!"
The next instant, the dream Itachi suddenly looked up, staring at the real Itachi with murderous intent.
The usually calm and collected voice trembled slightly with anger: "You cowardly coward...you're not a White Zetsu at all...you are..."
"Amaterasu!"
In reality, Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan suddenly contracted, and an even colder killing intent erupted from his eyes!
He absolutely would not allow this imposter to reveal his true identity to Sasuke.
Accompanied by the intense stinging of the Mangekyou Sharingan, a surge of intense ocular power erupted forth.
Blood instantly welled up in Itachi's right eye, and tears of blood streamed down his face.
He stared intently at the location where Dream Itachi was.
Dream Itachi felt a chill run down his spine and immediately retreated, shooting backward like an arrow released from a bow.
He was acutely aware of how terrifying Amaterasu was.
It was an inextinguishable, pitch-black flame; once the eye technique struck a target, it would not rest until the target was completely burned to ashes!
However, Amaterasu is not without its weaknesses.
When Amaterasu is activated, the black flames will appear wherever the eye can see.
Sure enough, the instant he withdrew and retreated, a ball of pitch-black flame suddenly rose from where he had been standing, scorching the air and turning it distorted and black.
Black flames suddenly exploded on the ground, scorching the air with a terrifying hissing sound, turning the land into a charred black.
Using this moment, Dream Weasel created distance, and then without stopping, it transformed into a blur and moved at high speed.
His figure shifted constantly like a streak of light, trying to escape the gaze of the real Itachi.
While Amaterasu is indeed powerful, the backlash from its continuous activation is extremely severe.
The best time to counterattack is when he is exhausted!
However, things didn't go as Dream Weasel had predicted.
Reality Itachi let out a cold snort. At this moment, a trace of blood had seeped from the corner of his right eye, but he paid no attention to it. His scarlet pupils were fixed on his fast-moving opponent.
The ever-present black flames suddenly spread wildly through the forest like a living venomous snake, relentlessly pursuing the Dream Weasel's trajectory!
Large swaths of black flames spread rapidly through the woods, instantly igniting trees and leaves that came into contact with them, and burning rocks and soil to ashes.
Several birds perched in the forest were startled and took flight, but before they could escape the sea of fire, they were instantly engulfed by the black flames, without even having a chance to utter a mournful cry.
In a short time, the entire battlefield was transformed into a hellish black sea of fire at a visible speed.
The figure of the Dream Weasel flashed and darted through the sea of fire, narrowly avoiding the oncoming black flames each time.
However, the more he tried to hide, the more frightened he became.
"Has this guy gone mad?! Burning his eye power to unleash Amaterasu without any regard for the consequences, isn't he afraid of ruining his eyes?!"
Dream Weasel understands very well.
He himself could use a dojutsu like Amaterasu, but each time he used it, he would not only bleed profusely, but his body would also be subjected to a great burden. It was impossible for him to use it as casually as Itachi in the real world, as if he were splashing water.
Just as Itachi in the dream was secretly alarmed, several wisps of black flames gradually approached the big tree where Sasuke was hiding, following the scorched fallen leaves on the ground!
When Dream Weasel caught a glimpse of this scene, his pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank.
"Oh no! If we keep dodging, Sasuke will—"
Behind the tree, Sasuke also realized something was wrong.
Nissan was being chased by those eerie black flames and was almost out of hiding.
The temperature of this black fire is astonishingly high.
"Watch out, Nissan!"
Despair and terror instantly overwhelmed him, and Sasuke could no longer hide his feelings.
Dream Weasel clenched his teeth tightly.
We can't hide anymore!
If Sasuke hides any longer, he'll be in danger!
It must be resolved quickly!
He decisively abandoned the original tactic of dodging and stalling for time, replacing it with a do-or-die determination to win.
The deadly battle between the two itachi has now entered its final stage!
The dream Itachi suddenly stopped and turned around to face the real Itachi.
The next instant, an unprecedented surge of immense chakra erupted from his body. The surging crimson energy seemed to solidify, surging and churning around him!
A violent wave of chakra swept outwards from him, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble violently, and sending large amounts of soil and rocks flying into the air.
"Susanohu!!"
With a low growl from Dream Weasel, a massive skeleton rose from the ground behind him!
The skeleton grew rapidly, and the limbs and head took shape in an instant. A huge skull face gradually emerged in the flames of chakra, with eerie ghost fire dancing in its empty eye sockets, radiating a chilling pressure. It protected Dream Itachi's body like armor, and the surging chakra transformed into the majestic and imposing body of a martial god.
The stark white bones were gradually filled with surging chakra, and muscles, meridians, and even armor-like energy structures took shape one after another, as if descending upon this burning battlefield of Asura.
Sasuke, who witnessed this scene from afar, was completely dumbfounded and could not believe his eyes.
Susanoo!
He had seen Shisui Nissan use this technique before; it was incredibly powerful.
From the depths of his heart, which had been almost in despair, an irrepressible hope surged forth once again!
The surging black flames were about to spread to the vicinity of the tree where Sasuke was hiding.
At the critical moment, a huge red figure suddenly appeared in front of Sasuke!
It was the Susanoo controlled by Dream Itachi.
He gripped the Totsuka Sword tightly in his right hand and slammed it down onto the ground beside Sasuke!
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The blade plunged into the earth, and in an instant, the sealing technique was activated. The black flames entwined on the ruins were drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a black whirlwind that surged wildly into the gourd-shaped scabbard of the Totsuka Sword.
In the blink of an eye, the raging black flames were completely absorbed, leaving only a scorched and smoking ground.
Seeing this, Dream Weasel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the huge weight that had been hanging over his heart was lifted a little.
In the distance, Itachi witnessed this entire scene and stopped activating his eye technique.
His Mangekyou Sharingan narrowed slightly as he gazed at the distance through the afterimage of the raging black flames.
In the dream, Itachi stood guard beside Sasuke, his Susanoo wielding the divine weapons Totsuka Blade and Yata Mirror, clearly in a defensive posture.
What chilled Dream Itachi to the bone was the instigator on the other side.
Despite the near-death experience of the intense Amaterasu attack, Itachi seemed to have only caught his breath slightly.
In reality, Itachi's expression remained cold and composed, as if his previous actions were merely a casual test that had barely taken any effort from him.
How can it be? !
The dream weasel's pupils contracted slightly, and an incredulous horror shone through its kaleidoscope.
He himself possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan, so he naturally understood what an Amaterasu attack of that scale meant.
Even he couldn't unleash Amaterasu over such a wide area, yet the opponent did it so effortlessly.
This completely illogical ability to sustain eye power sent chills down Dream Itachi's spine.
But before he could think it through, Itachi's cold voice came from reality.
"You actually have these two divine weapons too?"
The real Itachi stared coldly at the Totsuka Blade, which emitted a strange light, and the Yata Mirror in the hands of the dream Itachi.
"However—that's enough!"
While Susanoo is powerful, it consumes chakra and ocular power in a devastating way.
How could a phantom grown in a greenhouse possibly maintain this form for a long time, no matter how solid its foundation is?
"You won't last much longer... The outcome is already decided!"
Before he could finish speaking, Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan power surged wildly: "Susanoo!"
With a low growl, another dark red skeleton rose from the body of the real Weasel!
He also wields a ten-fist sword and an eight-foot mirror.
As soon as it appeared, it swung its Totsuka Sword and slashed fiercely at Dream Itachi's Susanoo.
Seeing this, Dream Itachi dared not be careless and also controlled his Susanoo to meet the attack.