The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 291 The Madness and Resentment of Style 1

Otsutsuki Isshiki's body fell into the central secret chamber of the Kara organization's inner array base.

There was no desolation like in the otherworldly snow country, but rather a landscape filled with gleaming metal instruments.

The central culture chamber was filled with a pale green nutrient solution, and several transparent tubes connected to the chamber were continuously supplying chakra for repair.

At this moment, the blood vessels under Otsutsuki Isshiki's pale skin bulged, and most of the long horn on the back of his head had been broken off.

Dark purple blood gushed from the wound, soaking through his tattered white tailcoat.

He struggled to raise his hand, gathering the last bit of chakra at his fingertips, and pressed the start button on the incubation chamber.

With a soft "hum", the door of the culture chamber slowly opened, and nutrient solution with a faint fishy smell flowed out along the chamber wall, forming small streams on the floor.

"I must... repair my body..."

Otsutsuki Isshiki gritted his teeth and used all his strength to climb into the incubation chamber.

As the nutrient solution submerged his body, the tubes on the bulkhead popped out instantly, precisely piercing his neck and limbs, and the pale green repair fluid flowed into his body through the tubes.

As the repair fluid was injected, his broken horns began to slowly regenerate, and his pale skin gradually regained some color. However, the fatigue and anxiety in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Using the power of my true form... the price is indeed too high..."

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki leaned against the wall of the incubation chamber, feeling the power gradually returning to his body, his heart filled with resentment.

He thought he could crush the three peaks of the Uchiha clan with his own power, but he never expected to end up in such a sorry state.

If they hadn't evacuated in time, they would probably have become nutrients for the saplings of the sacred tree long ago.

Worse still, the backlash from the original form was more severe than expected.

Even with the nourishing repair fluid, his body wouldn't last more than three days; a new container must be found as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Otsutsuki Isshiki raised his hand and pressed on the communicator in the incubation chamber: "Boro, come to the central secret chamber immediately."

A moment later, the alloy door to the secret room slid open slowly, and a tall, strong figure walked in.

The newcomer was none other than thirty-year-old Boro, dressed in a black combat uniform, his muscle lines faintly visible beneath the clothes, and his face carrying a hint of youthful arrogance.

But upon seeing Isshiki Otsutsuki inside the cultivation chamber, the arrogance in his eyes was instantly replaced by awe: "My lord, you wanted to see me?"

Boro is one of the few "perfect cyborgs" in the Kara organization. He not only possesses formidable physical strength but is also proficient in medical ninjutsu and jutsu. He was one of the potential vessels that Isshiki had set his sights on in his early years.

However, despite his strong physique, he was never able to perfectly match the power of the "Wedge," and his career was temporarily put on hold.

Isshiki Otsutsuki slowly opened his eyes, and black chakra condensed into a diamond-shaped mark in his palm.

That was a "wedge" stripped of some of its power; though not in its complete form, it was enough to temporarily maintain his consciousness.

He beckoned, his tone urgent: "Boro, come here. I need you, to be my new vessel."

Boro paused for a moment, a hint of surprise and hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Although he was loyal to Isshiki Otsutsuki, he also knew what it meant to become the container of the "Wedge".

At best, one loses self-awareness; at worst, one is completely devoured by a single move, losing even one's soul.

But looking at Isshiki Otsutsuki's weakened state inside the cultivation chamber, and considering the greater power he could gain, he ultimately suppressed his hesitation.

He strode to the incubation chamber and knelt on one knee: "Your subordinate... is willing to serve you, sir!"

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki nodded in satisfaction and raised his hand to press the "Kwakushi" seal in his palm onto Boro's forehead.

The black chakra instantly merged into Boro's body.

Boro's body trembled violently, his muscles tensed uncontrollably, and black lines similar to Yi Shi gradually appeared on his forehead, only the lines were shallower and more chaotic than Yi Shi's.

"Ugh..."

Boro let out a painful roar, his hands gripping the metal floor tightly, his knuckles turning white.

The power of the "Wedge" raged within him, constantly reshaping his physique, but also bringing with it tearing pain.

He could clearly feel a strange consciousness entering his mind; it was the will of Isshiki Otsutsuki.

"Hold on!"

Isshiki Ōtsutsuki's voice carried a hint of weariness: "Only by enduring the transformation of the 'Karma' can you become a worthy vessel!"

He increased his chakra output, trying to make the "Karma" fuse with Boro's body more quickly, but no matter how hard he tried, the rejection reaction in Boro's body persisted, and the pattern of the "Karma" could never be completely stabilized.

Half an hour later, Otsutsuki Isshiki finally exhausted his strength and withdrew his chakra.

Boro collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily. The "wedge" mark on his forehead, though not gone, appeared unusually dim, incongruous with his tall and strong physique.

"Is this... the best we can achieve?"

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki looked at Boro, his eyes filled with disappointment.

He could clearly sense that although Boro's physique was strong, he lacked the compatibility of the Otsutsuki bloodline and could only temporarily bear half of his power.

Boro struggled to his feet and knelt on one knee: "My lord, I... failed to fully bear the power of 'Karma,' please punish me!"

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki waved his hand, his tone tinged with helplessness: "It's none of your business, it's just that you... are ultimately not the most suitable vessel."

Boro pressed his head to the ground, not daring to look up: "Your subordinate will do everything in his power... to help you find... the most suitable container..."

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki leaned against the wall of the incubation chamber, staring at the metal pipes on the ceiling, his heart filled with anxiety: "My body... doesn't have much time left. If I can't find a suitable..."

He suddenly remembered the Uchiha Mitsurugi, his golden six-tomoe Rinnegan, and his pure Otsutsuki bloodline.

If one could possess his body or imprint the "Wedge" into his body, one could perfectly harness one's power.

But when he thought of the strength of the Uchiha Three Peaks, Otsutsuki Isshiki couldn't help but shudder. He was no match for them even in their original form, let alone possess them or imprint the "Karma".

He took a deep breath, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "It seems... we have no choice but to find someone else... Notify all members of the Shell organization to search for someone with a special physique at all costs..."

Boro respectfully replied, "Your subordinate obeys!"

After saying that, he turned and left the secret room, leaving Ōtsutsuki Isshiki lying alone in the incubation chamber.

He looked through the glass of the incubation chamber at the top of the sealed room, his eyes filled with resentment and madness.

After more than a thousand years of waiting and planning, he encountered the anomaly, Uchiha Mitsunaga. It was truly his misfortune...