“This is the guardian deity known as the God of Destruction.
It can withstand the full force of S-rank Ninjutsu and possesses destructive power rivaling that of a Tailed Beast.
It is also the foundation of why we Uchiha are called the Descendants of Gods.”
His tone shifted and became heavy: “But this power carries a fatal curse.
Because of our flawed bloodline, the ocular power of the Mangekyo is consumed with every use and can hardly be replenished on its own.
When the day comes that the ocular power is completely exhausted, all of us will face the same end.”
He looked up at everyone and said word by word, “Blindness.”
The forest instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Blindness.
These two words were like a blade tempered in ice, stabbing deeply into the heart of every Uchiha Clan Members.
For the Uchiha, who viewed the Sharingan as their bloodline, their glory, and their very foundation, losing their eyes was a hundred times more cruel than being killed outright.
Everyone understood instantly.
Why Fugaku, despite having awakened the Mangekyo long ago, had endured in silence for over a decade, preferring to be misunderstood as weak by his clansmen and pushed around by Konoha rather than easily using this power.
Even with Kage-level strength, every time he took action, he was overdrawing his own light.
Once the ocular power was exhausted, they would become like fish on a chopping block, at the mercy of others.
This power was never glory; it was a honey-coated poison.
At this thought, the ecstasy on the clansmen’s faces gradually faded, leaving only deep complexity and resentment.
Some clenched their fists, their nails digging into their palms, yet they couldn’t even let out a groan.
“Is there…
really no other way?”
Uchiha Tekka took a step forward and looked at Shin, his eyes full of resentment.
He had seen the world-destroying power of the Susanoo with his own eyes and now knew the price behind it.
He felt as if a piece of red-hot charcoal was stuck in his chest, burning him with discomfort.
But Shin suddenly chuckled.
He tapped Tekka’s arm lightly with the scroll in his hand, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness yet also a confident certainty: “I say, Uncle Tekka, at least give me some time to finish.
I never said this dead end couldn’t be resolved.”
“Eh?
There’s really a way to solve it?”
As soon as these words were spoken, even the usually calm Uchiha Kai took a sudden half-step forward, his face filled with unconcealable shock.
Shin shook the scroll in his hand and raised an eyebrow with a smile: “Otherwise, do you think I went to all that trouble making you break into the Root base to steal this back just for fun?”
“Is it Hashirama cells?” Uchiha Yakumi’s pupils constricted as he blurted out.
“Exactly, it’s Hashirama cells.” Shin nodded, his fingertip tapping the sealing patterns on the scroll as he explained slowly, “The ancestor of the Senju and Uzumaki Clans is Ōtsutsuki Ashura, who was also the younger brother of our ancestor Indra.”
“Our ancestor Indra inherited the Sage Eyes of the Six Paths Sage and followed the path of Yin Release;”
“While Ashura inherited the Sage Body of the Six Paths Sage and followed the path of Yang Release.”
“The most terrifying aspect of the Sage Body is its near-immortal self-healing ability and its innate, super-strong perception of Natural Energy.”
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the focused eyes around him, and continued, “As the old saying goes, lone Yin cannot give birth, and lone Yang cannot grow.”
“Our Uchiha Sharingan is the extreme of Yin Release, while the Senju’s Sage Body is the peak of Yang Release.”
“The two share the same origin and Roots, mutually generating and complementing each other.”
“As the reincarnation of Ashura, Senju Hashirama’s Sage Body was not much inferior even compared to the ancestor Ashura.
His cells can not only change one’s fate but also significantly enhance physical fitness, Chakra volume, and self-healing abilities, even allowing ordinary people to touch the threshold of Natural Energy.”
At this point, Shin’s tone rose sharply, each word striking the hearts of the clansmen: “But for us Uchiha, the most crucial point is—this thing can activate our bloodline and stimulate the evolution of the Sharingan.”
“Especially for the Mangekyo Sharingan, it can completely fill the flaws in our bloodline, allowing consumed ocular power to recover on its own and thoroughly breaking the fate of blindness.”
A chorus of sharp intakes of breath instantly rang out.
The gloom that had weighed on everyone’s hearts was swept away by these few words.
Some clenched their fists, their breathing becoming rapid as light reignited in their eyes.
Shin chuckled at their reaction and added, “Not to mention, our Three-Tomoe Sharingan can naturally suppress the backlash of Hashirama cells.”
“Compared to outsiders who would be consumed by the cells and turn into a pile of rotten meat upon transplantation, the success rate for us Uchiha is more than an order of magnitude higher.”
“Of course, this currently only applies to clansmen who have awakened the Mangekyo.” He shifted his tone and added, “The suppression power of the Three-Tomoe against Hashirama cells is still a bit weak.
We need to wait until we’ve optimized and modified the cells and fully understood the mechanics before we can safely perform transplantations for everyone.”
“Alright, it’s still too early to talk about these things.
The most urgent matter right now is to figure out our surroundings.”
Looking at the uncontrollable excitement and fanaticism on the faces of the clansmen, Shin spoke to bring everyone’s thoughts back to reality, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable weight.
Fugaku nodded upon hearing this and looked at him, asking, “Shin, this is the destination you chose.
Do you know where we are now?”
“Yes.” Shin nodded slightly.
“This is no longer our original Ninja World.
This world is dominated by an endless sea, dotted with countless islands, each with its own unique culture and rules.
Its territory is much larger than the Ninja World we were in before.”
He paused and continued, “The people here have physical fitness that is ridiculously strong.
The top powerhouses can even withstand our S-rank Ninjutsu.”
“In addition, this world has its own unique power system called Haki, though I haven’t fully grasped the specific cultivation methods yet.”
The moment the system was fully activated, he already knew the name of the world beneath his feet—the Pirate King World.
A massive world wrapped in an endless sea and composed of thousands of islands.
“Bizarre Devil Fruits, top-tier powerhouses who have reached physical godhood, and that unique power system called Haki are the core elements of this world.”
“However, exactly which sea area or island they have landed on remains to be seen after personal investigation.”
With that in mind, Shin turned to Fugaku and instructed, “Uncle, please take the clansmen and start felling the nearby trees to build temporary shelters and a camp.”