The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 586 Activating Infinite Tsukuyomi

Within the illusion, time flows by, and more than a decade passes in the blink of an eye.

The common people built spacious and bright new houses, planted fertile crops, and harvested plenty of grain every year.

Children carry brand-new books into the clean and tidy school, growing up amidst the sound of reading aloud, their faces beaming with innocent smiles.

The elderly enjoy their later years in peace, basking in the sun and chatting in the courtyard, no longer having to worry about making a living.

Neighbors live in harmony, helping each other out. When someone is in trouble, everyone lends a hand. There is no more fighting or scheming. The fear and exhaustion on their faces have long been replaced by peace and happiness. Everyone is living the peaceful and prosperous life they have always dreamed of.

Some people couldn't help but sigh, "This is the life we ​​want. If only it could always be like this."

This happiness was so real that they forgot the suffering in reality, and even forgot that they were in an illusion.

However, not everyone fell into this beautiful illusion.

In a corner of the Allied Forces camp, Nagato stood quietly, surrounded by a faint Six Paths power, like an invisible barrier that kept the golden moonlight out.

He calmly gazed at the three peaks of the Uchiha clan in the sky, his face showing no emotion.

Because he possesses the Rinnegan and has the power of the Six Paths flowing within him, he is immune to the genjutsu of Infinite Tsukuyomi.

He thought to himself, "I never expected that the Uchiha Mitsurugi could actually cast such a genjutsu. This power is so strong."

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Xiao Nan beside him.

Xiao Nan lay quietly on the ground, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, a peaceful smile on her face, and even a faint curve at the corner of her mouth. She was clearly trapped in the illusion and was having a beautiful dream.

Nagato's heart tightened, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

He slowly squatted down and gently brushed the dust off Xiao Nan's cheeks with his fingers.

"Xiao Nan... I'm sorry for putting you in danger... I'll break the illusion control for you right away..."

He and Xiao Nan spent their lives together, weathering wars and relying on each other for survival. They had long regarded each other as the most important person in their lives. He did not want Xiao Nan to be trapped in this illusory dream forever, nor did he want her to be controlled by illusions and forget her true self.

"I will definitely save you, I definitely will." Nagato silently prayed in her heart, her eyes gentle yet firm.

Nagato slowly raised his hand, intending to use his Six Paths power to forcibly awaken Konan from the illusion of Infinite Tsukuyomi.

His movements were gentle and slow, as if afraid that his strength might be too violent and hurt her.

Chakra gathered in his fingers, slowly approaching Konan's forehead. Just one more inch and he could touch her and awaken her.

This scene was witnessed by the Uchiha Sanfeng in the air.

His golden Rinnegan between his brows narrowed slightly. He didn't choose to stop Nagato, but simply made a thought.

Golden pupil power surged silently, like invisible threads, quietly invading Konan's illusionary world and directly altering her fate in the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

He looked down at Konan and thought to himself, "You have wandered through the flames of war your whole life and suffered too much pain. Since Nagato wants to awaken you, then I will give you a different ending, a peaceful home that you have longed for all your life, a life without war and without pain."

Within the illusion, the scene before Xiao Nan's eyes suddenly shattered and reformed, and the originally peaceful and happy square scene was instantly replaced by a tragic battlefield.

The wind howled, yellow sand filled the sky, blood stained the ground beneath our feet, corpses and broken weapons were everywhere, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

She saw Nagato wielding a black staff, charging towards the Uchiha Mitsuru with all his might, and shouted, "Konan, run! I'll hold him off!"

However, he was ultimately no match for the golden Rinnegan of the Three Peaks. A golden beam of pupil power shot out, piercing through his chest, and blood gushed out instantly.

Nagato slowly collapsed in front of her, wanting to touch her cheek, but ultimately fell too weakly, saying in a faint voice, "Konan...live well..."

Overwhelmed by immense pain and despair, she cried out Nagato's name in anguish, clutching his cold body tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

My heart felt like it was being torn apart, and the pain was so intense that I couldn't breathe.

Just as she was on the verge of collapse and wanted to leave with Nagato, a gentle golden power surged into her mind.

Those memories of war, of suffering, of Nagato were gradually erased, leaving only a blank in his mind.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a magnificent palace.

With carved beams and painted rafters, amidst a profusion of flowers, she wore a magnificent palace gown, her long hair reaching her waist. The coldness and resilience of the past had faded from her eyes, replaced by gentleness and shyness.

Uchiha Mitsunori stood before her, dressed in a golden robe, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He reached out and gently took her hand, his voice so gentle it could melt hearts: "Xiao Nan, from now on, with me here, no one can hurt you anymore, there will be no more war, you can live in peace and have a real home."

Looking into his gentle eyes, Xiao Nan felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She grasped his hand in return, a blush rising on her face, and nodded gently.

From then on, she became his concubine, and was carefully protected by him. She no longer had to experience war and suffering, and no longer had to wander alone.

As the years passed, she gave birth to a son and a daughter for him. The son was lively and active, and the daughter was gentle and well-behaved. With her children around her, the couple lived in harmony and spent more than ten years in peace and happiness. Even when her hair turned white, she was still cherished by him and became the happiest person in this dream world.

She often leaned on Sanfeng's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's so good to have you here."

The dream of the Allied Shinobi Forces who were trapped in the illusion was a different story—a journey filled with guilt and redemption.

Within the illusion, they were still the allied forces that had invaded the Land of Fire, still wielding ninja tools, charging towards the Uchiha Three Peaks, shouting the slogan "Slay the Uchiha Three Peaks and reclaim control of the ninja world!"

But they were ultimately no match for the strongmen of the Heavenly Kingdom. One by one, they fell on the battlefield, watching their comrades die and being killed. The fear of death overwhelmed them, and their hearts were filled with resentment and regret.

"I don't want to die..."

"I haven't gone home yet..."

The cries of countless people echoed across the battlefield as they finally understood the immense pain felt by those they had hurt.

Just when they thought it was all over, the scene changed again, and their consciousness left their bodies, watching the world change as bystanders.

They witnessed the Uchiha Three Peaks unify the entire ninja world, abolish the old aristocratic system, dissolve the conflicts between various ninja villages, and establish a heavenly kingdom where everyone is equal.

Seeing the former battlefield transformed into fertile fields, where farmers toiled diligently and harvested bountiful crops.

Seeing the past hatred soothed, the ninjas from the former villages who once fought each other became neighbors, helping each other and living in harmony.

They saw that the ninjas who once made a living by killing had put down their ninja tools, picked up farming tools, and lived a peaceful life. Some even opened small shops and lived ordinary but happy lives.

Seeing that the once displaced refugees now had their own homes, and that the laughter of children echoed throughout every corner of the ninja world, there was no more hunger, no more cold, and no more war.

A former bloodthirsty ninja from Kirigakure looked at all this with a look of remorse in his eyes, thinking to himself, "So this is what the ninja world should be like. I was so foolish before, hurting so many people for the sake of hatred."

For over a decade, they lived as illusionists, witnessing firsthand a ninja world free from war, hatred, and oppression. They experienced what a peaceful and happy life looked like, and also personally went through loss and redemption.

The ambitions, hatred, and resentment of the past were gradually soothed in this long dream, replaced by a longing for peace, a yearning for happiness, and guilt and regret for what they had done in the past.

In reality, the Infinite Tsukuyomi did not last long. In just a few hours, the sky began to lighten, the golden full moon gradually faded, and the golden moonlight disappeared as if it had never existed.

Thick clouds once again shrouded the night sky, but the stench of blood in the air seemed much fainter, replaced by a gentler atmosphere.

Those who were trapped in the illusion slowly opened their eyes, looking around in confusion, as if they had just woken up from a long dream.

The battlefield was still the same battlefield, the campfire was still burning, the wounds on my body were still throbbing, and the ground was still covered with weapons and bloodstains. Everything was exactly the same as before I fell into the illusion.

But their eyes had changed completely; the hatred, fear, and ambition in their eyes had been replaced by an unprecedented calm and longing.

They raised their hands to touch their cheeks, as if they could still feel the happiness and warmth within the illusion.

Although they only slept for a few hours in reality, they had already spent more than a decade in the illusionary world of Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Those years of peaceful life left a deep imprint on their hearts, changing their perspectives and their thoughts.

The obsessions and hatreds of the past become insignificant in the face of this long, illusory dream.

The common people slowly stood up, their faces still bearing the lingering serenity.

They stretched, their eyes filled with anticipation, gazing at the three peaks of the Uchiha clan in the sky. The fear of the past was gone, replaced by awe and expectation.

An elderly man with white hair bowed deeply to the sky, his voice trembling but firm: "Lord Mimine, I beg you, let the life in the illusion become reality. We never want to experience war again."

The surrounding civilians echoed their sentiments, applause and pleas mingling together, their eyes filled with anticipation... They longed for the happiness within the illusion to truly descend upon reality, and for peace to remain forever in the ninja world.

The Allied Shinobi Forces members also stood up, slowly putting down their ninja tools. Some even threw their tools on the ground. Their faces no longer showed their usual arrogance and resentment, but only exhaustion, relief, and a trace of guilt.

They exchanged a glance and saw the same thought in each other's eyes: to abandon war and pursue peace.

A member of the Allied Forces ninja slowly raised his head and addressed the three peaks in the air, his voice heavy: "Uchiha Three Peaks, we have lost. Not because of our strength, but because of our lack of understanding of peace. From this day forward, we will never wage war again, and we only ask to live peacefully."

After saying this, he took the lead in putting down his weapon and bowing deeply to the three peaks. The other ninjas followed suit, putting down their weapons, bowing and apologizing, their faces full of guilt and relief.

They no longer had the desire to attack, because they knew that war only brought death and suffering, while what the Uchiha Three Peaks gave them was the peace and happiness they truly longed for.

In the air, the golden Rinnegan between Uchiha Mitsuhide's eyebrows slowly closed, and the golden halo faded away.

He landed slowly, his steps light as he stepped onto the platform. His gaze swept over the crowd below, his eyes filled with a hint of relief and tenderness.

He saw the hope in the eyes of the civilians and the relief and guilt in the eyes of the ninjas. He nodded to himself, thinking, "It seems that my choice was not wrong. The true meaning of Infinite Tsukuyomi has never been to manipulate people's hearts, but to let these people who have suffered from war see the appearance of peace with their own eyes and feel the warmth of happiness with their own hands, so that they can yearn for peace from the bottom of their hearts and give up war."

Although the illusion has ended, its effects have not yet dissipated.

Those dreams of the past decade or so have silently rewritten the hearts of everyone in the ninja world, changed everyone's perceptions, and planted the most solid seeds for the rebirth of the ninja world.