Chapter 72: The Left Eye, From the Eyes of Hell's Judgment!

That night, Uchiha Iizumi had slain eight Root ninjas—and forced Danzō to use Izanagi twice.

The eight Root ninjas exploded with a chaotic mix of random jutsu. One even unleashed the bizarre technique called "Flower Arranging."

Only Danzō had revealed something truly valuable.

—The first was Self-Generated Binding Curse Technique. A sealing jutsu capable of immobilizing opponents. Once afflicted, the victim’s skin would be covered in intricate, spreading curse marks, freezing their movements completely.

—The second was Mangekyō Sharingan. Not the one inherited from Uchiha Shisui’s Kakusei no Ketsu, but a true Mangekyō born from Uchiha Iizumi’s own unwavering conviction.

Under Fugaku’s stunned gaze, the six tomoe within Iizumi’s two Three Tomoe Sharingan rapidly transformed—shifting, reshaping, into a pattern no one had ever seen before: the unmistakable mark of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

And he wasn’t the only one watching.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, Shimura Danzō, and numerous Anbu Ninja all fixed their eyes on Uchiha Iizumi—each sensing the unnatural shift in his presence.

They had all seen it.

The strange change in Iizumi’s eyes.

“Mangekyō Sharingan!” Danzō, already brimming with rage and mental instability, roared in shock, his voice cracking with disbelief. “You truly possess the most sinister power of the Uchiha clan!”

What shocked Danzō even more was Iizumi’s absolute resolve. Despite the dozens of eyes watching him—Fugaku, the Hokage, the Anbu—this boy still dared to reveal his Mangekyō Sharingan openly.

Was he really trying to provoke a confrontation in front of everyone?

Hiruzen Sarutobi’s heart clenched. His voice trembled as he whispered: “Is this… the eye that sees the Past Evil and the Future Evil?”

At first, Hiruzen had doubted Iizumi truly possessed a Mangekyō Sharingan. He’d believed the power to see past and future evil might simply be an advanced application of the Three Tomoe Sharingan—an accidental technique, a lucky trick.

After all, if Iizumi really had a Mangekyō… why had he never used it before?

He wasn’t the type to hide his strength.

But now… now Hiruzen believed.

There was no greater proof than what he’d just witnessed.

Yet… if Iizumi’s Mangekyō only granted the ability to see evil… then was it really a threat?

If so, why activate it at all?

“Third Hokage, Fugaku. If you can protect Shimura Danzō, then the power of Absolute Justice is still not strong enough.”

The air around Uchiha Iizumi suddenly surged with pressure—his aura flaring, doubling, tripling in intensity.

The Mangekyō Sharingan radiated an unnatural, chilling aura, its pattern pulsing with malevolent energy.

Hiruzen’s pupils shrank. A deep, instinctive dread surged through him. He could feel the danger emanating from Iizumi—something far more terrifying than mere power.

That gaze… it wasn’t just seeing evil.

It was judging it.

“Iizumi…” Fugaku tried to speak, his voice desperate—when he saw Iizumi’s gaze shift, locking onto Danzō.

No.

Fugaku’s mind froze. Iizumi was really going to strike—right here, in front of both him and the Hokage?

At that very moment, Danzō’s eyes met Iizumi’s.

An unbearable pressure crushed Danzō’s chest. Cold sweat poured down his face.

Before he could react, the Mangekyō’s cursed pattern flashed into his pupils.

In that split second, Danzō’s body convulsed violently. He froze—completely paralyzed, like a statue.

Hiruzen noticed something. He snapped his gaze to Danzō—and realized: He was under a genjutsu.

Before anyone else could move, Uchiha Iizumi had already sealed the Mangekyō’s power deep within Danzō.

Then, Danzō’s expression began to change.

His wrinkled face twisted grotesquely, as if he were seeing something beyond comprehension—something too terrible to bear. His body trembled uncontrollably. Tears, snot, and drool streamed from his face all at once.

He collapsed to his knees, clutching his head. His eyes rolled wildly in opposite directions, his face contorted into a rictus of agony.

His nails tore deep, bloody grooves across his own face.

“Aaaaahhhhh!!! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

His scream tore through the night—raw, soul-rending, echoing across the village. Every person present felt their blood run cold.

Even Hiruzen Sarutobi and Fugaku Clan Head shivered down to their bones.

…

The outer ring of Leaf Village shinobi had no idea Uchiha Iizumi had awakened the legendary Mangekyō Sharingan.

Most didn’t even know what a Mangekyō was.

They didn’t know Danzō had just been struck by an unprecedented genjutsu.

But one thing they did understand…

Uchiha Iizumi had acted.

He’d ignored the Hokage’s warning.

He’d defied the Uchiha Clan Head.

All for his Absolute Justice.

He had chosen to stand alone.

“Huff…” Hyūga Hiashi exhaled slowly, staring at the wall of Anbu blocking the view. He didn’t use his Byakugan to see beyond them.

The Hyūga Clan stayed quiet in the Leaf Village not out of weakness—but because they knew the cost of curiosity.

Don’t ask. Don’t look. Don’t interfere.

Even now, that rule held.

…

“This…?” Tachibana Jiro bounced up and down on Iizumi’s shoulder, finally catching sight of the scene behind the Anbu.

Then—his eyes locked on Iizumi’s left eye.

A thin stream of crimson blood oozed from the corner of it.

For a split second, Tachibana Jiro thought Fugaku had betrayed Iizumi—had attacked him to side with the village.

But then he saw it.

The eye.

Not the familiar Three Tomoe.

No.

It was …

“MANGEKYŌ SHARINGAN!!!” Tachibana Jiro’s feline face went pale. He clamped down on Iizumi’s hair, claws digging into his scalp. “Newbie! NEWBIE! IIZUMI-SENSEI IS POWERFUL! THAT’S THE LEGENDARY POWER OF THE UCHIHA CLAN!”

“He’s using Shimura Danzō as a test subject for his Mangekyō! No wonder! When Absolute Justice gains absolute power, how could it ever bow to tyranny?!”

“Izumi-sama isn’t some weakling like Fugaku!”

…

“IIZUMI! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” Fugaku was utterly speechless—his body numb, his mind shattered. He didn’t even realize he’d just been scolded by a Ninja Cat.

But Iizumi didn’t care.

He turned his gaze back to the trembling Danzō, voice cold and hollow.

“So that’s it. Just one use… and I already know what it does.”

“Do you feel it? The pain endured by those you’ve harmed? The weight of your sins? This… is the Eyes of Hell’s Judgment.”

…

(End of Chapter)

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