Within the Hidden Leaf Vilge, Kamihaook advantage of the deserted surroundings and emerged from the grass.

  He deactivated his Sharingan, and his right eye returo its usual crity, with all traces of bloodshot veins pletely vanished.

  It turned out that the target of his temporal reversion was his entire spatiotemporal state, whicluded not only his spatial coordinates but also his physical health and chakra dition.

  Except for his sciousness and memories, all aspects of his beied to their state from five minutes ago.

  The power of time was truly profound and mysterious.

  As long as the target of the reversion was himself, he could activate his ocur teique almost without any harm, with chakra ption infinitely approag zero.

  This was also the reason why he could maintain normal vision even after awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan.

  Kamihane gnced back at the main gate and, taking advantage of the ck of people, stepped out with light movements.

  He didn't stir up any trouble auro his 's territory as if nothing had happened, pnning to rest until nightfall.

  The streets were bustling with people, both civilians and shinobi, from various s seemingly coexisting harmoniously. However, upon seeing him, a member of the Uchiha , they all averted their gazes.

  Kamihane sneered inwardly. He khese were all tricks orchestrated by the Senju, aimed at sowing discord within the Uchiha , making them obedient and submissive to gain the vilgers' approval.

  But iy, in the eyes of the higher-ups, a rotten e was still a rotten e. No matter how much the Uchiha cooperated or accepted brainwashing and manipution, they would never be accepted by the Hidden Leaf.

  He felt increasingly that following Madara's departure was a wise decision.

  Just look at the fate of the Uchiha in the inal timeline—marginalized, antagonized, divided, incited, and ultimately annihited by their own people! Only Sasuke remained as the sole survivor!

  None of the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf ever truly aowledged the Uchiha . Hashirama was somewhat better, but Tobirama, who ied Tobirama's will, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzō Shimura, and the rest of the vilge's higher-ups were all unscrupulous! As an Uchiha, he might not even live to see the birth of Minato before beily killed.

  But strangely, all the Senju smen in the vilge were new faces, as if those who participated in the war had vanished into thin air.

  "Making those who participated in the war disappear from public view to win over hearts and minds…" Kamihane pohe Senju truly had ihods.

  When it came to politid spiracies, the Uchiha, with their straightforward nature, could never outmahem.

  Upourning to the 's territory, he ighe whispering smen a straight to his room.

  He did a final check of his equipment—ninja tools, soldier pills, clothing, battle armor, and even a temporary tent—all of which he stored in a ste scroll to carry with him.

  "Strange, where is Kagami?"

  Earlier in the day, after Madara's failed rally, Kamihane had sought out his younger brother, urging him to leave the Hidden Leaf with Madara.

  But all he received was a look of panid fusion, along with words that treated him like a venomous snake.

  'Brother, why are y to destroy the peace we worked so hard to build?'

  "Dear brother, I don't know if you're naive or just foolish…" Kamihane y on his tatami mat, hands behind his head, feigning sleep to serve energy.

  The reason he brought up Uchiha Hikari to Madara artly due to his own selfish motives.

  It wasn't out of nostalgia for the "Boruto-Hikari" pairing from the inal timeline, but because Hikari's abilities were too overp. If Madara ever found himself in a desperate situation, he wouldn't o rely on Kamihane as a tool—Hikari alone would suffice.

  Moreover, with Hikari as an ally, even if Madara were to fall, Kamihane's safety would be greatly assured.

  As the golden light of the setting sun faded and night quickly fell, Kamihane opened his eyes and g Kagami, who was sleeping with his back turo him. He shook his head.

  He put on his mask, draped his bck coat over his shoulders, and slipped out of the room through the window, leaving the 's territory without a sound.

  Using his agility and excellent Body Flicker Teique, he avoided the night patrols and reached his destination within minutes without beied.

  At the entrance of the Hokage Building, two Senju guards were on duty.

  Entering the Hokage Building at night without being summoned was a serious crime under normal circumstances, but now… Kamihane silently walked toward the entrance.

  "Kid, stop! What are you doing wandering around at this hour?"

  Kamihane had no iion of wasting words with them. The moment he raised his eyes, his Sharingan activated, the three tomoe spinning slightly. With just a ghe two guards fell into a trance, ensnared by his genjutsu.

  Though he wasn't particurly skilled isu (pared to Itachi and Shisui), his ocur power was at the Mangekyō level, and his hardware was simply too advanced. Dealing with two elite guards was still retively easy.

  Kamihaepped forward, brushing past the guards, and quickly ehe building.

  He hurried toward the dire of the secret chamber, a yer of light chakra attached to the soles of his feet to dampen sound and minimize any noise.

  His bck coat fluttered as he moved like a ghost rag through the midnight, soon arriving at the entrao the secret chamber.

  "You!" The guard at the door was about to shout, but uhe red glow of the Sharingan, he immediately lost sciousness.

  "Genjutsu: Puppet Teique!"

  Kamihane quickly anded, "Open the chamber!"

  The entrao the chamber was sealed with a barrier teique, making forced entry impossible. Kamihane had no knowledge of barrier teiques, but by trolling the Senju guard, he soon opehe chamber.

  Kamihane quietly pushed the door open aered, frowning at the sight of the numerous books and various scrolls.

  "How am I supposed to find anything in this mess!"

  To prevent leaks, most of the scrolls were sealed with intricate barrier teiques, with no titles or bels. Without opening them, it was impossible to know what they tained.

  Kamihauro the guard and whispered, "You, fihe 'Warring States Sealing History.'"

  The guard nodded, his expression bnk but obedient, and began searg through the scrolls.

  "Genjutsu is so useful. Maybe I should focus more on training it iure…" Kamihane smiled, hands on his hips.

  Soon, the guard handed him a red scroll.

  Kamihane's eyes flickered as he tested, "Go fihe Flying Thunder God Teique."

  "There is no record of the Flying Thunder God Teique in this chamber," the guard replied emotionlessly.

  "What about the Sealing Scroll?"

  "I don't know what that is."

  Kamihane scratched the back of his head. "Could it be that the Sealing Scroll hasn't been piled yet?"

  The so-called Sealing Scroll was a colle of forbidden teiques piled by successive Hokage. While that was the official story, most of the forbidden teiques inated from Tobirama, the master ior.

  Thinking about it, the Hidden Leaf had only beeablished for two years, and Tobirama was busy with political maneuvering, stantly scheming against Madara. He probably didn't have the time to pile the Sealing Scroll.

  "In that case…" Kamiharoked his . "Go find me all the S-rank ninjutsu or forbidden teiques in this chamber."

  The guard nodded meically, and after some searg, Kamihawo more scrolls in his hands.

  "Only two? But that's enough. Taking too many would be hard to expin to Madara…"

  Kamiha a surge of excitement. While the rank of a teique correspoo its difficulty, the harder it was to learn, the more powerful it usually was.

  He didn't know what forbidden teiques were ihe scrolls, but obtaining them was a win. Fueled by a gambler's mentality, his anticipation was at its peak.

  Before long, Kamihahe Hokage Building with his spoils. After incapacitating three more patrol guards, he finally approached the main gate of the Hidden Leaf Vilge.

  Just then, something ued happened!

  Kamihane's hair stood on end, as if a scythe was hanging over his head.

  In an instant, the threat of death enveloped him, but before he could react, a cold kunai ressed against his throat.

  The moonlight was cool, and the kunai reflected a chilling light, as if it would pierce his throat at any moment.

  Kamihane swallowed hard, goosebumps rising on the back of his neck.

  "Kid, where do you think you're running off to?" A cold voice came from behind him.

  Kamihane's pupils tracted. That deep, resonant voice…

  "Why is he here? Could he have been waiting for me at the gate?"

  In this critical moment, his mind raced. "No! My senses couldn't be wrong. I definitely avoided all dete. Unless…"

  His eyes widened as he looked down at his sleeve.

  Unbeknownst to him, a Flying Thunder God marking was quietly imprihere.