The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 412 Hagoromo and Hamura, the Trial of Two Rebellious Sons

The Soul-Hooking Rope gleamed with a chilling black light, tightly binding the figure clad in white robes.

With each struggle of the Sage of Six Paths, the binding cord would tighten as if it were a living thing, deeply embedding itself into his soul.

With his right hand dragging the Soul-Hooking Rope, Uchiha Mitsunori walked lightly out of Yomotsu Hirasaka. The Sage of Six Paths, looking disheveled, also staggered out!

This is a special place of judgment, where golden light flows from the runes, creating a breathtaking solemnity.

Kaguya Otsutsuki was dressed in pure white, her skirt trailing down onto the dark ground, yet not a speck of dirt or grime touched her.

She remained as indifferent as an iceberg, her white eyes half-closed, and a faint divine aura surrounding her.

Madara Uchiha stood with his hands behind his back, his crimson Sharingan slightly rotating in his eye sockets, reflecting the disheveled figures of the Sage of Six Paths and Hamura Otsutsuki in his pupils.

A complex expression curled at the corner of his mouth, a mixture of mockery, pleasure, and perhaps a touch of wistful reflection on the "fall of the strong."

Hashirama Senju crossed his arms, his brows furrowed, and he surveyed the direction of the judgment platform with a complex expression.

His gaze lingered on the Sage of Six Paths for a long time, because according to the ancient records of the Senju family, the origin of everything in the Senju family came from the Sage of Six Paths in front of him.

"Time changes many things, and it's really hard to judge merits and demerits."

He murmured softly, his tone filled with helplessness. This ninja god, who had dedicated his life to pursuing peace, was now at a loss for words to judge this ancestor whose merits and demerits were both mixed.

Minato Namikaze, clad in the robes of the Seventh Hokage, stood tall and slender. He gazed intently at the crowd, his palms slightly sweaty.

Naruto Namikaze, standing beside him, clenched his fists, his Adam's apple bobbing several times: "How could this happen... The Sage of Six Paths..."

Sasuke Uchiha crossed his arms, glanced at the distraught Naruto beside him, and said coldly, "Naruto, shut up. This is none of our business."

Not far from the judge's bench, on the ground, Ōtsutsuki Hamura lowered his head, his long silver hair falling over his shoulders, covering most of his face. Only his tightly pursed lips revealed that he was not completely numb.

He slightly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over his brother, Hagoromo Otsutsuki, before quickly lowering them again.

From the moment he was captured, he realized that the situation was already decided, and any further struggle would be futile. Rather than resisting, he decided to accept it calmly.

But thinking of his brother's obsession, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: a thousand-year obsession, in the end, it was all in vain.

"Thump..."

A dull thud broke the silence in the room.

With a flick of his wrist, Uchiha Mitsunaga tossed the Sage of Six Paths onto the center of the judgment platform as if discarding a piece of trash.

The black, soul-snatching rope tightened the moment he landed, pinning him firmly to the table, leaving him no strength to even lift his head.

Uchiha Mitsunori slowly walked up to the main seat of the trial platform, looking down at the two old demons who had been entrenched in the Edo Tensei world for thousands of years in the center of the platform.

"Today, as the ruler of the ninja world, I will conduct a fair trial for Hagoromo Otsutsuki and Hamura Otsutsuki."

"Younger generation, I am your ancestor; you have no right to judge me!"

The Sage of Six Paths suddenly struggled, his soul beneath the white robe trembling and heaving violently.

He roared, trying to straighten up, but the Soul-Hooking Rope tightened its grip, and the Soul-Devouring Runes on the rope lit up, frantically sucking away his soul power, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

He could only raise his head in a disheveled manner, veins bulging on his neck, glaring at the man in the main seat: "Uchiha Sanfeng! By what right do you judge me! I am the progenitor of the ninja world, the savior of all living beings! Without me, this ninja world would cease to exist!"

He stared intently at Uchiha Mitsunori, as if he wanted to devour him alive, but the Soul-Hooking Rope made it extremely difficult for him to even move.

Uchiha Sanfeng raised an eyebrow slightly, too lazy to pay attention to his roar, and a golden talisman appeared out of thin air, hovering above the Sage of Six Paths' head.

His gaze was fixed on the Sage of Six Paths, his tone icy cold: "Saving all living beings? Hagoromo Otsutsuki, you overestimate yourself."

As the runes flickered, the Sage of Six Paths' millennia-long scheme flashed across the sky.

"A thousand years ago, you founded the Ninja Clan. You promoted the idea that chakra would become a bond connecting people, and wanted to create a world where everyone could live in peace. Then you distributed chakra seeds at will. Your real idea was to spread the chakra seeds so that after they died, you could harvest their chakra in the Edo Tensei world."

"Because you deliberately spread the chakra seed, making powerful ninjas a source of turmoil in human society. This caused the development of human society to almost stagnate for more than a thousand years. Fortunately, Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha joined forces to establish ninja villages, which made human countries relatively stable. Therefore, in the last few decades, technologies such as energy, transportation, and communication have experienced explosive development."

"And the Uchiha and Senju clans, although they are both your descendants, you allowed the two clans to fight each other in order to harvest chakra, and even deliberately took sides, causing the hatred between the two clans to last for more than a thousand years. Therefore, you are not worthy of being the ancestor of the Uchiha and Senju clans!"

"Your body and chakra were bestowed upon you by Kaguya, so I will resurrect you and then offer your flesh and chakra as a sacrifice to the Divine Tree. As for your soul, it will be sealed in the Ancestral Star Hell for a thousand years, where you will suffer the torment of being burned by soul fire. Once the seal is complete, all memories and obsessions will be washed away, and you will be reincarnated as a human again."

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Six Paths abruptly stopped roaring, his face turned deathly pale, and his soul began to tremble slightly.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. All that remained in his mind were the words "wipe away all memories," which was more painful than killing him.

He could no longer care about his dignity. He suddenly turned his head to look at Kaguya Otsutsuki to the side of the judgment table. His soul was twisting wildly under the restraint of the Soul-Hooking Rope. Even though his soul was in pain from being strangled, he didn't care at all.

Tears mingled with cold sweat streamed down the Sage of Six Paths' face as he trembled with unprecedented humility: "Mother! I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have questioned you, I shouldn't have secretly plotted to seal you! You can take back my chakra, you can seal me for a thousand years! But please, don't erase my memories! Otherwise, when I'm reborn, I won't be myself anymore, and I won't be your child!"

He stared intently at Kaguya, as if grasping at the last straw.

The heart-wrenching cries of pleas echoed through the silent place of judgment.

Naruto couldn't help but frown. He had never seen the Sage of Six Paths in such a disheveled state, and his heart was gradually filled with complex emotions.

Kaguya Otsutsuki looked at his ugly state without any change in her eyes, as if she were looking at a stranger or an insignificant object.

She made no attempt to help, nor did she utter a single word.

In her eyes, this son who disobeyed and feared her deserved his fate and was not worthy of any pity.

Uchiha Sanfeng's gaze was calm as still water, ready to expose the Sage of Six Paths' disguise.

"Perhaps you still have a backup plan in the ninja world, so you don't know you were wrong, you're just afraid! Afraid that your thousand-year ambition will come to naught, afraid that your existence will completely disappear, afraid that no one will remember that you are the 'Sage of Six Paths,' afraid that the power you pursued all your life will vanish into thin air, which is why you're begging for mercy so shamelessly!"

The Sage of Six Paths collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with despair, too exhausted to even struggle.

Uchiha Sanfeng raised his hand again, and the image of the Sage of Six Paths appeared in the sky, showing the scene of his original plan.

"Otsutsuki Hamura's memories were actually altered by the Sage of Six Paths a long time ago, which led to the many mistakes he made later. Although he acted as an accomplice to evil for a thousand years, the root cause was that his memories were tampered with, so his crimes are not unforgivable."

"With this in mind, your punishment is as follows: offer your body as a sacrifice to the sacred tree to atone for your sins. After your soul is cleansed of its memories and obsessions, you will be reborn as a human."

Upon hearing this, Ōtsutsuki Hamura instantly raised his lowered head, his long silver hair slid down, revealing a pair of eyes full of shock and bewilderment.

Then the confusion gradually faded, replaced by relief and gratitude.

Hashirama Senju sighed softly, his gaze complex as he looked at the limp Sage of Six Paths on the judgment platform. He finally closed his eyes, accepting the verdict.

He whispered to Madara Uchiha beside him, "Madara, you see, even the strongest person cannot escape the cycle of cause and effect."

Madara Uchiha did not respond, but he tacitly acknowledged his statement.

Merits and demerits, right and wrong, will be judged in time. Today's ending may be the best fate for the Sage of Six Paths.

The once high-ranking and revered progenitor of the ninja world has now become a prisoner subject to judgment. This stark contrast is quite amusing to him.

He even thought that if he were in the position of the Sage of Six Paths, he would never beg for mercy in such a sorry state. Even if he were to die, he would die a glorious death.

Minato Namikaze remained silent, his gaze growing increasingly serious. He gently patted Naruto's shoulder, signaling him not to overthink it.

Uchiha Mitsunori completely ignored everyone's reactions. He raised his hand, and a faint golden light emanated from his palm.

Two condensed streams of chakra flew out from his palms, seemingly alive, circling in the air before landing precisely on the Sage of Six Paths and Hamura Otsutsuki.

"The executioners are already waiting; the sentence will be carried out today."

At this moment, the Sage of Six Paths' eyes were somewhat vacant, and his last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

He collapsed to his side on the judge's bench, his soul dissipating slightly from despair.

He muttered to himself, "I'm not reconciled... I've planned for a thousand years, how can it all just... vanish into nothingness... My ambition... is gone..."

This time, tears streamed down the Sage of Six Paths' face, no longer a feigned plea for mercy, but a sign of utter despair.

Meanwhile, Hamura Otsutsuki kept his eyes closed, his expression somewhat calm, as if he had gained a sense of relief.