Zongman: Sharingan just opened, you said it was the fault of the earth

They are no longer "ninja tools" controlled by Konoha's high-level officials.

They are now God's chosen ones and the true new force of the Uchiha clan.

The first group of tribesmen who received the favor have begun to become familiar with the changes in power.

That feeling cannot be described in words.

If the amount of chakra in their bodies was "1" before,

So now – it’s “2”, or even “10”!

Surging vitality, doubled perception, skyrocketing control...

That is not an improvement that can be brought about by training, but a qualitative change in structure!

"I... feel my Sharingan is clearer..."

"The chakra in my body seems to be growing on its own... This is impossible..."

"Is this... the power of God...?"

"..."

There were whispers, but no one dared to speak out loud.

Everyone turned their eyes to the black-haired boy on the stone seat from time to time.

Even the young members of the clan who were always arrogant, and even some senior ninjas who had fought on the battlefield for many years and had never truly submitted to the clan leader, no longer had any objections at this moment.

Everyone's eyes are filled with the light of faith.

The number of members of the Uchiha clan is no longer as great as it was during the war.

Long-term suppression and marginalization have reduced the size of the entire family to a much smaller size than before. Now they are concentrated in the clan territory and no longer expand outward.

Because of this, the process of engraving grace did not last long.

As the last ray of light flashed in the hall, Uchiha Setsuna withdrew his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his face was flushed with excitement.

He adjusted his breathing, ran quickly to the stone seat, bowed his head and said respectfully:

"Master Patriarch, everything has been engraved!"

"Apart from……"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously turned to the side.

In a corner of the hall, a person was sitting quietly.

Uchiha Fugaku.

Once the patriarch, now a bystander.

His eyes were lowered, and he was as silent as a stone statue.

Bai Yulin looked at the middle-aged man who once held a high position and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the other party's voice:

“…I accept.”

The hall fell silent in an instant, and all the tribesmen turned their gazes quietly to the familiar figure.

Uchiha Setsuna did not move, but looked at Bai Yulin.

As long as the new patriarch shook his head, he would rush forward without hesitation and kill the old patriarch on the spot.

At this moment, Bai Yulin spoke:

"Setsuna, go ahead."

Hearing this, he nodded, then stepped forward and stood behind Uchiha Fugaku.

Uchiha Fugaku didn't say anything, but just pulled up his shirt to reveal his back.

Setsuna raised his right hand and placed his palm against the center of the other person's back.

Next second,

“Buzz——”!

The familiar golden light lit up again, and divine patterns like flowing light spread from the palm of his hand, wrapping around Fugaku's back and slowly emerging.

Unlike ordinary tribesmen, the resonance this time was particularly intense!

Uchiha Fugaku's body shook and his pupils suddenly contracted!

His chakra seemed to explode in an instant.

As the top fighter of the Uchiha clan and the holder of the Mangekyō Sharingan, he thought he had already reached the end of his power.

But at the moment when the light completely covered his back, he felt that the Mangekyō Sharingan in his body seemed to be infused with some kind of "divine engine"!

"This...what is this..."

He subconsciously raised his hands, his palms trembling slightly, feeling the surge of energy in his body.

The Mangekyō Sharingan subconsciously opened, and the blood-red light swirled, revealing a deeper vortex of light and shadow!

He had never felt so close to the threshold of "eternity".

Uchiha Fugaku looked at his hands in disbelief, then slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Yulin sitting on the stone seat.

At that moment, he finally understood:

This young man sat in that position not only because of his strength, but also because of the possibility he brought to the entire Uchiha.

He opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

Uchiha Fugaku hesitated for a moment, complex emotions surging in his eyes. He took a few steps forward, walked to the bottom of the stone seat, and looked at the new clan leader.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked in a low voice:

"…Can you get around Itachi?"

Uchiha Fugaku's voice was not loud, but it made the whole hall quiet again.

Everyone knows that Uchiha Itachi is one of the most outstanding geniuses of the Uchiha clan.

He entered the Anbu at a young age with his absolute strength. Even in the eyes of Konoha's top leaders, he was one of the few "trustworthy people" in Uchiha.

He has an almost pathological maturity and calmness. After witnessing the death of his best friend Uchiha Shisui, he successfully awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan!

It can be said that if it weren't for the sudden arrival of this young man, Itachi would be the "natural" future leader in the hearts of the tribe members.

In the past, if anyone questioned Itachi, they would inevitably be opposed and abused by the young and old in the clan.

but now……

No one spoke.

Everyone looked at Bai Yulin, their eyes showing no wavering expression, only waiting.

Waiting for his trial on Uchiha Itachi.

But Bai Yulin just smiled lightly.

It seems like I heard some interesting questions:

"Bypass him?"

He stood up, a hint of sarcasm and amusement in his eyes:

"Uchiha Fugaku, you are so stupid."

Having said that, Bai Yulin raised his head and looked towards the main door of the hall:

"Or, why don't you just ask him directly?"

Everyone followed his gaze.

At some point, a figure appeared at the door.

Uchiha Itachi was wearing a special uniform of the Anbu organization. He had a slender figure, cold eyes, and loose hair hanging down in front of his forehead.

The scarlet three-magatama shoji slowly rotated in the eye sockets, like an emotionless whirlpool, staring at everyone in the hall.

He looked at Bai Yulin on the stone seat, and then glanced at his fellow tribesmen.

Then, Uchiha Itachi reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword behind him.

"Chong-"

There was a slight sound, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

He pulled out the long knife that was sleeping on his back and held it in his hand.

"So... it's here."

Silence, extreme silence.

Everyone was shocked, as if they were hit by something, and they all stood there in a daze.

"No...that's impossible..."

"Itachi...are you really going to attack your clan members?!!"

"The Patriarch is right... this guy is really a lunatic!"

"..."

Questioning and horrified voices rang out one after another.

No one would believe that Uchiha Itachi had really become a lackey of Konoha, but the indifferent young man in front of him and the unsheathed long sword were more convincing than any words.

The sounds around him naturally fell into Itachi's ears, which made him stunned for a moment.

"...Patriarch?"

His gaze unconsciously fell on the stone seat, and the black-haired boy standing quietly, and a sense of inexplicable uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart:

"Isn't the patriarch... my father?"

Itachi frowned, took a few steps, and was about to move forward when a flash of cold light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

He reacted extremely quickly and raised his long sword almost instinctively.

With a "clang" sound, the attack was firmly blocked!

Sparks flew and Itachi took a closer look.

The person who came was none other than Uchiha Setsuna, who was previously responsible for carving favors for the tribe members.

At this moment, the chakra fluctuations around him were several times stronger than before, and the three magatama in his eyes were filled with uncontrollable killing intent:

"You bastard!"

"How dare you show up in front of the clan leader?!"

"I'll take care of you right now!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword again!

Uchiha Setsuna's anger was not only because of Itachi's sword, but also an expression of his previous misplaced trust.

It was the instinctive counterattack of a tribe member against a betrayer, and also the instinctive punishment of God's followers against "those who abandoned the tribe."

But just as Uchiha Setsuna's blade was about to fall.

"Shh!"

Uchiha Itachi's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, turning into a shadow to avoid the attack.

He landed on the far right side of the hall, glancing at the faces, familiar and unfamiliar.

But Itachi was a little confused.

Because the aura of each person made him frown.

"...the texture of these chakras..."

He clearly sensed that the aura of his tribesmen was completely different from what he remembered.

How could there be such a drastic change overnight?

That is not just an improvement in cultivation, but a change from the root!

He frowned slightly, unable to understand where this change came from:

"…Let's deal with the most critical one first."