Chapter 170: Don't Make Reckless Vows, Beware of Justice from the Heavens

The scene of the battle was not as horrific as one might imagine, yet it still sent shivers down the spines of the Senju clansmen who arrived.

Before their eyes, eighteen elite Senju clansmen lay in a neat row on the ground, their bodies already cold, their clothes intact, with no visible external wounds on their bodies, only some strangely textured constriction marks, and expressions of terror frozen on their withered faces.

"Snap~"

A Senju clansman examining the bodies lifted one up to take a closer look, only to find the corpse extremely brittle, feeling like a dehydrated mummy to the touch.

"Young Master, there are no signs of a struggle here, and the clansmen's bodies have no external injuries; it is as if they were all killed simultaneously in an instant, and furthermore—"

A clansman skilled in forensics reported to Tobirama Senju without a moment's delay after inspecting the scene and the bodies.

"And furthermore, what?"

At this moment, Tobirama Senju was exceptionally calm; before him lay the corpse of Koji Senju, whose eyes remained wide open in death.

Koji Senju, who had possessed a robust physique in life, had died from a fist-sized hole in his chest; such brutal methods were exactly the same as the techniques he himself excelled at.

"Eighteen clansmen, all of them had their chakra and life force drained, turning them into mummies."

Glancing at the bizarrely dead Koji Senju, the clansman who came to report swallowed subconsciously, then relayed his findings truthfully.

"This kind of method..."

Hearing the cause of his clansmen's deaths, Tobirama Senju furrowed his brows; his brother's bright smile flashed through his mind first, but he quickly shook his head.

Impossible; the world would not see a second person with his brother's talent; it must be some other unspeakable forbidden technique.

"Examine Koji Senju's remains."

Tobirama Senju ordered the Senju clansman skilled in forensics to examine the wide-eyed corpse of Koji Senju.

"Yes!"

Hearing the order, the clansman hurried forward to carefully examine Koji Senju's body, and before long, he stood up to report.

"Young Master, Captain Koji died after his heart was crushed by the hand-blade technique he was most proficient in."

"Genjutsu?"

Hearing this word, Tobirama Senju's DNA was triggered.

"That's right, there is a distinct aura of genjutsu on Captain Koji; he must have been controlled by the enemy using genjutsu to commit suicide before he died."

The clansman examining the body gave his conclusion.

"Understood."

Now Tobirama Senju had a headache; an unknown enemy capable of instantly killing eighteen powerful clansmen.

And one who could easily control an elite captain-level ninja like Koji Senju with genjutsu.

Moreover, judging by the traces at the scene, the number of opponents was not large, perhaps even just one person.

"Is it Madara Uchiha? Or did Tajima Uchiha come in person?"

Tobirama Senju began to let his thoughts wander, guessing the enemies capable of such a feat; in his knowledge, there were only a few who could do this.

"How is the situation?"

Mito Uzumaki, who arrived late, frowned, fearing she would see the corpse of a certain curly-haired man at the scene.

As it turned out, walking along, she only saw the corpses of the Senju clansmen who had died not long ago, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, shifting her gaze to Tobirama Senju, who was still deep in thought, and asked.

"Hard to say; come and help me sense if there is any residual Uchiha clan ocular power here."

Tobirama Senju could no longer afford to target Mito Uzumaki; the bizarre death of Koji Senju had sounded an alarm for him—other forces were involved in the pursuit of the Hagoromo clan.

Hearing Tobirama Senju's words, Mito Uzumaki's heart skipped a beat; she lowered her head and dropped her eyelids to avoid being noticed by him.

"Oh no! How did this white-haired brat guess it was the work of the Uchiha clan?"

In fact, Tobirama Senju was only suspicious and could not be certain that the culprit was the Uchiha clan, but because his natural favorability toward the Uchiha was negative, the first thing that flashed through his mind when encountering trouble was:

【It must be the Uchiha!】

Mito Uzumaki, with a complex mood, said no more and dispersed her sensory power, carefully sensing the familiar scent; after a long while, she finished sensing, but her expression turned strange.

"What did you sense?"

Noticing Mito Uzumaki's strange expression, Tobirama Senju frowned; could it be that the opponent had even tampered with the aura?

"Uh, how should I put it? I didn't sense even a bit of Uchiha ocular power."

Mito Uzumaki said with certainty, because there was indeed no residual ocular power at all.

"Impossible! Aside from the Sharingan, I cannot think of anyone whose genjutsu level is so superb that they could instantly control Koji Senju; you must know he is famous for his firm will."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Tobirama Senju couldn't help but feel irritable, even beginning to question Mito Uzumaki's professional level.

"Are you reliable or not? Is your title of Princess of the Uzumaki just for show?"

"Huh? Are you asking for a beating, you little white-haired brat?"

Damn it, I tell the truth and still get scolded; does this white-haired brat want to taste her iron fist? And her nickname isn't Princess of the Uzumaki anyway.

Rolling up her sleeves, she prepared to teach this little brat a lesson and let him taste the power of her iron fist.

"Since there is no residual ocular technique, what is this dense chakra?"

Tobirama Senju, having no time for bickering, rubbed his temples; wasting time with this Uzumaki clan member was meaningless, and the situation was quite serious now.

"Tsk! Do you really want me to say it?"

Mito Uzumaki lowered her fists and looked at Tobirama Senju with a strange expression; I'm afraid this brat won't be able to handle it if I say it.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"There isn't a shred of Uchiha clan ocular power, but the aura of that life-force-filled wood technique of your brother's is everywhere."

Mito Uzumaki's words were shocking, directly pinning the blame on Hashirama, who was far away.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Tobirama Senju was possessed by Cao Cao.

"Face reality, child."

Mito Uzumaki, wearing a look of sympathy, said earnestly to the somewhat frantic Tobirama Senju.

"Your brother has defected; hurry back to take charge of the big picture!"

"Just kidding, hehe."

Seeing Tobirama Senju's unfriendly gaze, Mito Uzumaki laughed it off; she also knew that Hashirama Senju was currently holding down the fort in the Senju clan grounds and had no time to attend to what was happening here.

"So, someone stole my brother's secret technique?"

Unable to think of any other reason, Tobirama Senju insisted that someone had plagiarized his beloved brother's methods.

"Heh."

Mito Uzumaki was noncommittal.

Having calmed down, Tobirama Senju regained his usual shrewdness; since the other party was helping the Hagoromo clan evacuate, they only needed to capture the remnants of the Hagoromo clan to follow the trail and find the murderer of Koji Senju.

"Let's go! Continue the pursuit of the Hagoromo clan."

Having figured it out, Tobirama Senju immediately made a decision, gathered his men to continue hunting down the remnants of the Hagoromo clan, and turned to look at the distracted Mito Uzumaki, his tone becoming more sincere.

"Please continue to lead the way; we must find the real culprit."

That technique of his brother's must be kept in the hands of the Senju clan and must never appear anywhere else!

Staring at Tobirama Senju's burning gaze, Mito Uzumaki had no choice but to bite the bullet and start sensing; soon, she sensed the traces of that person's departure, struggled in her heart, but still stepped forward to follow.

I'll just watch from afar.

"Why is the speed so slow?"

Watching Mito Uzumaki moving at a snail's pace, the anxious Tobirama Senju couldn't help but ask.

"The opponent's concealment method is very clever; I need to sense slowly. Can you stop bothering me?"

Mito Uzumaki, determined not to lead the way, immediately found a very reasonable excuse.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Having to rely on others, Tobirama Senju had to speak in a low and humble tone.

Along the way, sensing that the person's aura was getting closer and closer, Mito Uzumaki's heart was thumping uncontrollably, and many strange thoughts flashed through her mind.

So many years have passed, does he still remember me?

I forgot to put on makeup when I left; will my bare face lower my score?

I wonder if he is married; after all, he looked quite old back then.

For a moment, all sorts of thoughts occupied the young girl's budding heart, making her face flush, and her pace couldn't help but quicken.

Unknowingly, Mito Uzumaki suddenly realized that she had actually caught up to within a few kilometers of the other party.

Her heart tightened; if she caught up like this, they would likely meet, and if she led Tobirama Senju and the others there, then the two of them would be destined to be strangers for the rest of their lives.

She hurriedly slammed on the brakes and stopped.

"What is it again?"

Tobirama Senju furrowed his brows; this person was fast one moment and slow the next. Was her sensory power even reliable? Was the Uzumaki clan trying to palm off a dud on his brother?

Sensing Tobirama Senju's hidden malice, Mito Uzumaki was about to lash out, but thinking of the acquaintance not far ahead, she immediately suppressed it, then showed an embarrassed expression.

"After traveling for so long, I need to relieve myself."

After saying this, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, she dived into the nearby bushes.

What a great "Urine Escape" technique.

Separated from the Senju team, Mito Uzumaki's heart was beating to its limit; on one hand, she wanted a long-awaited reunion, and on the other, she worried that the Senju clan's pursuit would bring disaster to the person she was thinking of. These two thoughts left her torn.

"Forget it! I'll just take a peek and leave."

In the end, emotion defeated reason; Mito Uzumaki gritted her teeth and said to herself.

With that, having made up her mind, she accelerated and ran toward Gin Uchiha, and soon she saw the relocating team from afar.

However, these were secondary; rotating her pure black eyes, she carefully scanned the relocating Hagoromo clan team until she saw that figure she had been dreaming of at the end of the line.

With an excited heart, she just wanted to step forward, but was forcibly held back by her remaining reason.

"No! That brat Tobirama Senju is still behind me; if I don't appear for a long time, he will surely grow suspicious."

Thinking of this, the young girl had no choice but to stop her steps in regret, watching from afar yet not daring to approach, so close yet as far as the ends of the earth.

I wonder if he is doing well now?

Mito Uzumaki felt as if something were stuffed in her heart, leaving her feeling incredibly bitter and sour.

"One last look; who knows when we will meet again."

Mito Uzumaki knew very well that as distant relatives and allies of the Senju, the Uzumaki clan would never be able to sit at the same table as the Uchiha clan in this lifetime.

As for that guy, one could only say that every meeting was one less.

Having thought this, she moved forward a bit further, wanting to see her beloved more clearly.

That man who left a deep impression on her six years ago—she wanted to see what he had become.

As a result, the scene that appeared before her eyes instantly made her blood boil and her heart race, her entire body turning rigid, especially those famous fists of the young girl, which were clenched so tightly they creaked.

The person she had been thinking of day and night was actually shoving his hand into the bosom of a young girl, ignoring the girl's pitiful resistance, and instead reaching out with his other sinful hand, preparing to invade the poor girl's private valley from top to bottom.

"Snap!"

The string of reason in Mito Uzumaki finally snapped.

The next second, the girl, having lost her reason, transformed into a bolt of red lightning and delivered a dose of heaven-sent justice to that incorrigible human trafficker.

"I swear on the lower-body happiness of the Uchiha ancestor! If I think of any other woman, may I be struck dead by lightning falling from the sky!"

"Go to hell! Mr. Human Trafficker!"

(End of chapter)