Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 186 If this power can only be gained through loss, then what is the point?

The sudden appearance of Tobirama and Izuna clearly surprised Mu. Moreover, he had just seen that the white-haired brat suddenly appeared in front of him the instant the kunai collided. What kind of ninjutsu was that?

Unable to be cautious, the sudden appearance of reinforcements, though still two brats, revealed one thing: the five ninjas had spent too much time dealing with these three brats, thus delaying the arrival of the enemy's reinforcements.

"Tsk... Once the first batch appears, they'll all come one after another..." Wu considered whether to retreat for the time being, after all, this was not their Land of Earth, and they were not very familiar with the terrain.

If I'm not careful, I might die here...

Tobirama's eyes were as sharp as blades; he had, of course, seen the blade protruding from Itama's chest. To be honest, he had never felt such anger and hatred before...

However, compared to Izuna's expression, which was practically spitting fire, Tobirama remained expressionless... his sharp eyes fixed on the leader, Mu.

Oh, it's my second brother...

Itama was in a daze; he couldn't see clearly, but he could sense a familiar presence.

He slightly opened his eyes, wanting to see Yan Yi clearly and hear him speak, but his eyelids felt heavy... and why did it hurt so much? It felt like half his body had been crushed, and even breathing made his vision go black...

What is this feeling...? Am I going to die?

"Banban! Hold on! Second Brother is coming to save us, waaaaah... You absolutely can't sleep here... waaaah..."

"...Yan Yi..."

Momoka, also with tears in her eyes, was forcibly stopping the bleeding from Itama with trembling hands.

It didn't seem to be working... Blood continued to gush from the knife wound in her chest, and she didn't even know what was happening, why... why was she bleeding so much?

In Yan Yi's world, everyone else seemed to have disappeared. He only had eyes for Ban Jian. What would he do if this person left him?

So many tragedies have already been avoided.

Is it ultimately impossible to change the ending? Is there some strange force forcibly reversing the course of the world? Is everything predetermined?

"Yan Yi... I feel a little... I think a little..." Itama said with difficulty, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Second brother Izuna, and Tobirama... they've already engaged in battle with Mu and the others... but it seems they're evenly matched...

"I'm sorry... I... I can't cure him..."

Tao Hua's face was filled with panic, and tears kept falling. She raised her hands with trembling hands and saw that they were covered in blood. The oppression, sadness, and overwhelming powerlessness made it hard for her to breathe.

"Why...you said you couldn't save him...? Waaaaah...please, Momoka, please save him! Please...please...ahhh..."

Yan Yi looked up at Tao Hua with dazed eyes. He gripped Tao Hua's wrist hysterically, his tone shifting from agitation to pleading...

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Tao Hua was helpless and could only keep saying sorry...

"Yan Yi...don't cry..." Itama reached out and scratched Yan Yi's palm a few times. "Could you come a little closer...I want to see your eyes again...You're too far away...I can't see them clearly..."

The boy's pupils were already somewhat dilated... his vision was extremely blurry, and he could no longer make out Yan Yi's face.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yi quickly lowered his head and brought his face closer to the partition, but when he saw Yan Yi's increasingly unfocused eyes, his heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

"Ah..." Itama felt the warm liquid dripping onto his cheek and realized... his body temperature seemed to be dropping rapidly...

Yan Yi's tears were so hot...so warm.

I don't want to... I don't want to die... I don't want to leave alone, it must be so cold there. I still want to eat... I still want to eat the meatballs Yan Yi took me to eat...

Yan Yi... I wish I could have survived. The days I spent with you were the happiest days of my life... Even just one more day, one more hour... one more minute, one more second...

Please... yeah, but who should I beg...?

Itama saw it. He could finally see it clearly now. Through his blurry vision, he finally saw those beautiful eyes at the last moment.

Like two red gems floating in a deep spring, shimmering with a misty glow.

This feels like... many years ago, when I first met Yan Yi, there was that quiet pool near the small cave, the water so pure and without a single impurity...

"It's beautiful...really."

The last glimmer of light vanished from Itama's eyes... He could see nothing anymore; darkness enveloped his entire field of vision...

A sharp, intense ringing in his ears rang in his mind, blurring the sounds around him...

It sounds like Yan Yi is shouting frantically, urgently calling out his own name.

I'm sorry... I really didn't want to leave... I still want to do so many things with you... There are so many sights I haven't seen yet, and I want to see them with you...

But I no longer have the chance.

The last electrical activity in his brain vanished completely... Itama's eyes remained slightly open, but there was no sign of life in them...

The fourth young master of the Senju clan, Senju Itama, died in battle.

Yan Yi sat quietly beside Ban Jian, as if her soul had been taken away, and even the despair that should have been in her eyes had completely disappeared.

His eyes were bloodshot, and two streams of bloody tears mingled with regular tears streamed down his cheeks, gathering at the tip of his chin... dripping one by one onto the clothes on the board...

In that instant, every memory, every detail, of being with Itama flashed through his mind. All these years, up to this day, every single moment he spent with Itama—every single memory of Itama—flew through his mind like a movie playing rapidly...

A sharp pain assaulted his brain, and he could barely breathe...

I realized that I still... failed to protect him.

It's all my fault... If I had known this would happen, I would never have brought him to the battlefield... If I had known things would turn out this way, I would have definitely come up with every possible solution...

Why did I bring him along to investigate the Land of Lightning? Why was our information leaked?

Who...who is it...? If only I had known everything earlier...

I'm a reincarnated person, a transmigrator. I clearly possess a godlike perspective, yet I'm trapped in this body, unable to do anything...?

What can my eyes truly see...? If power can only be gained through loss, then what is the meaning of acquiring that power?

A piercing pain filled his mind, followed by his eyes. A strange, chilling Yin-attribute chakra slowly flowed out of his body.

Momoka, who was also next to Itama, stopped crying instantly, raised her face, and stared blankly at Genichi.

In her vision, Yan Yi was expressionless, as if he had lost his soul, but his eyes were different from those Tao Hua remembered...

A pair of strange black patterns were clearly reflected in Yan Yi's blood-red eyes.

Is this... the Mangekyou Sharingan...?

At this moment, Momoka finally understood. She had witnessed the ultimate evolution of an Uchiha Sharingan, but the price... was too painful and too heavy.

Yan Yi... would never want this power.

The patterns in his Mangekyou Sharingan slowly rotated, his eyes still devoid of any luster. Powerful chakra filled his surroundings, yet he remained motionless, like a wooden sculpture.

Tobirama was still focused on fighting the enemy, but the tears streaming from his eyes and his slightly furrowed brows indicated that he already knew... his younger brother Itama... had died in battle.

He could feel the pain of losing his blood connection in an instant very clearly.