Fortunately, he had obtained this forbidden technique from the Great Elder. Otherwise, Yu Feng wouldn't even have had time to learn it.
Yu Feng waved to Yusuke and Guangyou, and the people under Yusuke quickly gathered around him.
Yusuke carried the unconscious Sasuke, his face full of admiration as he asked,
"Elder, what do we do next?"
To Yusuke, Itachi had been dealt with far too easily—his trust in Yu Feng rose yet again.
Yu Feng sat down on the ground, allowing Guangyou to remove the Kamui Mangekyō taken from Kakashi—Obito's eye.
As Guangyou worked, Yu Feng replied calmly:
"I still need to handle Itachi here. I should be able to turn him around. The Great Elder is still with Fugaku—go check on the situation."
"If Fugaku and the Great Elder come into conflict, report the situation here truthfully and have them stop first."
"Take Sasuke to the Great Elder. He'll know how to use him."
"Organize all the clan members and be ready to fight Danzō and his Root at any moment."
"After handing Sasuke over, keep an eye on the direction of Konoha. If the Third Hokage comes with ANBU, immediately fire a blue signal flare."
"Yes! Elder!"
Yusuke carried Sasuke and hurried toward Fugaku's residence.
Guangyou finished transplanting Yu Feng's own eyes back in place.
Yu Feng closed his eyes—after resting for dozens of minutes, his vision would recover.
In this world, eye transplantation was an extremely simple procedure.
On the battlefield, even the thirteen-year-old Nohara Rin had been able to transplant eyes for Obito and Kakashi.
Guangyou's medical ninjutsu might not be exceptional, but it was far better than that of a young girl like Rin.
After knocking Kakashi out, Yu Feng had directly reclaimed the Uchiha eye.
Moments ago, it had been used as the sacrifice for Izanami.
In truth, Kakashi's eye had already awakened as a Mangekyō Sharingan back when Obito first awakened his own.
Neither of them had realized it at the time.
Now that eye was ruined—Obito would never gather both Kamui eyes in this lifetime.
Guangyou placed the Kamui eye into a vial.
"Elder, how should we deal with this eye?"
Yu Feng picked up the bottle and gently shook it.
"Keep it for now. It may be useful in the future."
Guangyou nodded, took out a sealing scroll, and carefully sealed it inside, then handed the scroll to Yu Feng.
After putting the scroll away, Yu Feng placed his hand on Itachi's head.
Time was tight—he had to guide Itachi to face himself as quickly as possible.
A battle had already taken place here. Though it was brief, the clan still had patrols.
Fugaku would soon receive news. A complete fallout between him and the Great Elder was entirely possible.
The Uchiha's leverage was still limited—there could be no mistakes.
Yu Feng's long blade repeatedly sliced across Itachi's cheek.
Itachi remained trapped in the loop. He only knew of this forbidden technique—he had never learned it.
Forbidden techniques were forbidden precisely because their cost was immense, and their effects terrifyingly powerful.
Yu Feng continued questioning him again and again:
"Shisui has been dead for two years. Aside from being brainwashed by the Third Hokage every day, what did you do?"
"You're just as arrogant and narrow-minded as the rest of the clan. Other than completing the Third Hokage's tasks, you made no effort at all."
"Shimura Danzō, Koharu Utatane, and Homura Mitokado only needed to threaten you a little, and Hiruzen Sarutobi added a few nice words—"
"And you were easily fooled."
Cycle after cycle, Itachi said nothing.
But after dozens—after hundreds—of repetitions, he could no longer hold on.
"At this stage, this was the only way I could preserve Sasuke's life!"
Yu Feng snorted coldly.
"Bastard! What right do you have to decide the fate of the entire Uchiha clan?!"
"For Sasuke's sake, everyone else deserves to die?!"
"You still won't admit your failure—admit that you were never capable of fulfilling Shisui's wish!"
Itachi's face twisted grotesquely. After hundreds of loops, his mental state finally collapsed.
He burst into crazed laughter:
"As long as the Uchiha clan is destroyed, I'll have successfully prevented a civil war!"
"Konoha's strength won't be weakened, and war won't break out!"
"Hahaha! I won't fail! I'll bear these bloody sins myself!"
"Even Shisui would understand me!"
Yu Feng looked at Itachi's distorted smile and could clearly feel the madness raging in his heart.
But madness was useless.
Because this was Izanami.
After the laughter ended, another cycle began.
"You've already failed. Being trapped here proves you cannot destroy the Uchiha."
"Shisui told you to protect the village—and the name of Uchiha!"
"If all the Uchiha are dead, where does the Uchiha name even come from?!"
"The clan has you, Fugaku, and me—three Mangekyō Sharingan users!"
"As long as we don't openly rebel, Konoha won't dare engage us in open war."
From complete silence, to hysterical breakdown, Itachi endured over a hundred cycles.
Under Yu Feng's relentless forced guidance, it took another hundred cycles for him to gradually calm down.
After more than two hundred cycles, all the pressure buried deep in Itachi's heart was completely released.
The exhaustion in his eyes became plainly visible.
No matter what he said or did, the cycle always restarted with Sasuke's childish scream and Yu Feng slicing his cheek.
Finally, on the four hundred and seventy-fourth loop—
After Sasuke's scream echoed once more, and Yu Feng cut his cheek again—
Itachi's legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees.
"Can we… really coexist with the village?"
His eyes were empty, his voice barely more than a whisper.
"Can the name of Uchiha… really be passed on?"
In this endlessly repeating world, physical exhaustion could be reset—but mental exhaustion had completely crushed him.
Yu Feng sheathed his blade and placed a hand on Itachi's shoulder.
"Don't worry. I won't let Konoha annihilate the Uchiha."
"Shisui's will was never meant for you to shoulder alone."
A faint glimmer returned to Itachi's eyes.
"Yu Feng-senpai, you're right. I'm a failure. My strength alone… was never enough."
Yu Feng said earnestly:
"No matter how strong you become, don't try to bear everything alone."
"That path is doomed to failure."
"So—let me stand with you, and together we'll hold up this clan."
As he spoke, Yu Feng extended his hand toward Itachi.
Itachi looked at him—
Then reached out and grasped it.