Chapter 186
Gaining Authority over the Giant Tenseigan
Chapter 186 Gaining Authority over the Giant Tenseigan
It felt like being plunged ten thousand meters into the deep sea and then suddenly pulled back to the surface, a feeling of being ripped off mixed with the force of gravity pulling your body back into place.
Suddenly, Mānmā opened his eyes.
The crimson three-tomoe in the left eye and the scarlet pupil in the right eye simultaneously focused.
Inside the Hamura Shrine, fragments of the shattered gold track floated in the air, each particle of metal dust solidified along the trajectory of the explosion.
Vanilla Uzumaki maintained the surging posture of the Vajra Chains, Hikaru Uchiha's Susanoo arm froze in place, Hizashi Hyuga's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and his Byakugan pupils trembled slightly due to excessive insight.
Even the dark red cracks pulsating on the surface of the giant Tenseigan were put on pause.
The flow of time suddenly returned to normal.
Suspended metal fragments fell in a rustling sound.
The faint cracking sounds coming from deep within the temple reconnected.
Uchiha Hikaru snapped back to his senses, and almost instinctively, his Susanoo claws retracted forward, trying to protect the numbed figure in his palm.
"No need."
The numb sound pierced through the energy wind, as calm as a stone thrown into water.
He didn't even turn his head, but merely tilted his chin back very slightly, almost imperceptibly.
The giant claw of Susanoo paused half a step behind Menma in mid-air. The boiling chakra slowly calmed down, and the blood-red light of the Mangekyou Sharingan in Uchiha Hikaru's eyes condensed. However, his gaze was locked more tightly on Menma's back, and the outline of Susanoo remained in a half-condensed state of being ready to strike.
"What... was that just now?" Her voice was tense, as if she was trying hard to suppress it.
The residual energy vortex within the temple was still tearing at space, and the swallowing sensation of the sudden arrival and disappearance of the white light was so intense that it left an imprint on one's mind.
That was a power she had never seen or even heard of before!
"It's nothing." Menma's voice came through the mask, his gaze falling on the giant Tenseigan at its core, which was flickering with light and covered with dark red cracks.
"I went to the Pure Land and chatted with Otsutsuki Hamura about old times."
The air solidified instantly.
Sakuto Otsutsuki, who was pinned to the metal pillar by the Vajra Chains and Black Rod, suddenly looked up!
"Absurd... Absurd!" The roar of the Shuo Ren was distorted and hoarse by the black rod piercing through his shoulder blade. His body struggled violently in the chains, and the metal rod made a grating friction sound!
"The peaceful resting place of our ancestors, Hamura... is not a place for someone like you...!"
Mianma didn't turn around. He simply raised his right index finger casually in the direction of Shuo Ren.
Om-!
An invisible, terrifying repulsive force descended instantly!
"Ugh—!" Shuo Ren's roar was forcibly suppressed!
The space around him, where he was bound, seemed to solidify in an instant into a cage a thousand times harder than metal!
The Vajra Chains instantly tightened to their maximum tension!
The black rod piercing his shoulder blade vibrated and hummed, forcibly disrupting the flow of all the chakra he had left!
The immense pressure crushed through his entire body, and all his struggles, screams, and resistance were utterly crushed by the willpower carried by that finger—a willpower capable of crushing mountains!
"How is this possible... How could you... master... this power..." Shuo Ren's body convulsed uncontrollably, and he gasped for breath deep in his chest like a broken bellows.
“Twisted, depraved, utterly foolish.” Mianma’s voice remained cold and steady, each word piercing through the turbulent energy flow and nailing into the shattered core of the Shuo people’s spirit.
"The Otsutsuki on the moon have only two missions in their bloodline: to protect the ninja world and to protect the seal." He paused slightly, his gaze beneath the mask piercing through the enormous Tenseigan, as if he could see a deeper secret.
"You can't even fulfill the most basic duty of guarding the demonic statue of the heretics! How dare you be so arrogant as to claim you can purify the ninja world? Using your tainted bloodline to carry out divine punishment with this crippled 'eye'?" The cold sarcasm was like a blade.
"Otsutsuki Sakuto, which of your actions and those of your twisted ancestor followed Hamura's will? Which of them didn't defile and trample on the beliefs he passed down through his bloodline?"
Shuo Ren's body trembled violently.
'He knows! How does he know everything!'
Within his body, which was bound by the Vajra Lock and the Black Rod, the last pillar of his faith collapsed with a deafening roar.
“Outer…Outer Path Demon Statue…” Shuo Ren’s cracked lips opened and closed silently, his empty eye sockets “looking” in the direction of the numb face, only bewilderment remained.
“He has been lost for decades. I have also secretly ventured into the ninja world to search for him, but to no avail…” His voice grew softer and softer, carrying a profound sense of emptiness after a thousand-year-old dream had been shattered.
"As for the legendary seal... I... am not..." The words of explanation were pale and weak.
Faced with Shura's accurate accusations regarding their clan's secrets, the seal, and the Outer Path Demon Statue, all their reasons seemed absurd and laughable.
"Of course you didn't do it on purpose." Menma stepped forward, his boots making a crisp sound as they stomped over the cold, broken metal tracks.
He walked toward the locked-up Sakuren, his voice like a final judgment: "You are simply incompetent. Incompetent to the point of being unable to uphold even the most basic mission bestowed upon you by your ancestors. Incompetent to the point of being blinded by narrow-minded arrogance, turning protection into destruction. The ninja world does not need to be purified; it only needs a terminator."
Mianma stopped in front of Shuo Ren, looking down at him.
He did not touch Sakuren, but the immense pressure originating from the Nine-Tails' chakra and mixed with his own will was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on every inch of Sakuren's imprisoned body.
"I will end the pointless strife in the ninja world and smooth over the millennium of turmoil created by you descendants of the same bloodline." Menma's voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, only an almost godlike indifference that looked down upon the fate of ants.
"The future of the ninja world and the moon, whether you like it or not."
He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, resonating with the giant Tenseigan.
"They will all fall under my control."
Clang.
A soft sound echoed in the deathly silent temple.
Shuo Ren's body slowly slid down, his knees finally slamming heavily onto the cold, shard-covered ground.
He made no further sound, his head drooping limply at his chest, his long, pale hair disheveled and obscuring his empty eye sockets.
His body, pierced by chains and black rods, remained kneeling, like a broken stone statue that had lost all its soul.
All the struggles, roars, pride, and scheming eventually turned to dust.
Silence, like a cold tide, engulfed Otsutsuki Sakuto.
Meanwhile, Otsutsuki Toneri, seeing his helpless father, also felt his own internalized ideology of factionalism within the branch family crumble.
The dark red cracks on the surface of the giant Tenseigan were still pulsating slightly, and the pale golden halo flickered intermittently.
Uchiha Shisui and Hyuga Hizashi stood at the closest point to the core of the light sphere, silently watching the giant Tenseigan that had recently radiated world-destroying power but was now covered in cracks.
The air was filled with the lingering chakra of the tailed beasts.
Shisui's three-tomoe Sharingan cautiously rotated, observing the six-petaled flower at the core of the sphere of light. Each dim yet faint flash of light made his heartstrings tighten.
The cracked edges silently testified to the residual force of the collision between Shura's chakra and the giant Tenseigan.
In Hyuga Hizashi's Byakugan vision, everything became more microscopic and clear.
He could "see" the complex energy network inside the giant Tenseigan, a precise structure made of pure Byakugan power. At this moment, it resembled a spider web being forcibly torn apart, with strands of incredibly pure ocular power dissipating and dissolving from the cracks. With each pulse, the cracks seemed to widen slightly.
A violent contradiction was tearing at his heart.
This is the power of the Tenseigan, the ultimate form of the Byakugan's evolution!
'So the Byakugan can evolve like the Sharingan...' An unimaginable power was displayed before Hizashi!
And now, this eye is collapsing right before their eyes!
"Lord Shura," Hyuga Hizashi's voice was barely perceptible as he struggled to shift his gaze from the dizzying crack to the black-robed figure.
"This Tenseigan...should we...try to repair it?" His peripheral vision involuntarily swept over Kimimaro beside him.
Those Byakugan eyes, transplanted from an elder of the Hyuga main family, were now slightly glowing and bulging with veins as they sensed the power of their shared origin. A chill crept up Hizashi's spine.
Mianma's gaze swept over the kneeling, lifeless Shuo Ren and landed on the Eye of God standing atop the ruins.
He slowly raised his right hand, which was enveloped in the dark red tailed beast chakra. This time, it was no longer an offensive extension.
hum...
After an extremely faint but incredibly clear resonance, strands of deep blue, starlight-like chakra began to flow back into his body, following the dark red light emanating from Menma's fingertips.
It is not absorption, but rather an exchange and confirmation of some kind of information.
"Hagoromo and Hamura are both descendants of Kaguya Otsutsuki," Menma stated calmly.
"Though bloodlines differ, they share the same origin and flow." The dark red chakra at his fingertips, like living tentacles, gently wrapped around the edge of a tiny crack.
"My chakra is both a foreign object and an energy source to this 'eye' formed from the countless Byakugan eyes of Hamura's descendants." His gaze fell on his fingertips, where pale blue starlight flickered faintly within the dark red light.
"In the end, eye power is also the ultimate manifestation of spiritual power. Just as chakra is refined from physical strength and spiritual power, eye power is also refined in the same way."
"Perhaps Hamura also acknowledges the highest level of authority over this giant Tenseigan, who knows?"
Permissions.
This word struck Risa and Shisui like a silent thunderclap.
They suddenly looked into the core of the Tenseigan, at the six-petaled flower talisman that had originally appeared extremely withered!
At this moment, at the edge of that pale golden halo, an extremely fine pale red ripple was quietly spreading and covering it!
Mianma withdrew his hand, and the starlight threads at his fingertips disappeared.
My gaze shifted to Hizashi, and through the eye holes of his mask, it seemed as if I could see right through his inner struggles.
"Repairing this giant Tenseigan is not out of reach," Menma said in a low voice.
“Since its foundation is ‘countless white eyes,’ then…” He slowly raised his left hand, palm up, as if he were holding up an invisible model.
"Then let's use the new 'foundation' to mend the old cracks."
A sense of indifference stemming from the essence of life instantly enveloped Hyuga Hizashi!
'Could it be that he's going to...' Hizashi recalled his initial worries.
But the next sentence dispelled Nichisho's worries.
“Cloning technology can already mass-produce Sharingan, and there has been a breakthrough in the mass production of Byakugan. Repairing this giant Tenseigan is only a matter of time.” Menma turned around, his back to Hizashi and Shisui.
Mass production... *rolls eyes*
It was as if the scene depicted by those few simple words could be seen in the mind of the Japanese.
Countless identical white eyeballs grew, peeled off, and were then filled into the core of this enormous Reincarnation Eye in the cold container!
“Hey, his eyes are cloned too.” Menma looked up in Shisui’s direction.
Hizashi looked at Uchiha Shisui in disbelief.
Shisui did not deny it, but nodded heavily, which made Hizashi even more shocked.
"Vanilla, Hikari." Menma suddenly said to Uchiha Hikari and Vanilla, "You two take over the main control room of the castle and the lunar ecosystem. Sakuto and Toneri, take them to the central core and collect all information about the sealing, control matrix, and the secret techniques of the Otsutsuki clan."
His gaze swept over the swirling vanilla: "After the analysis is complete, try to move the main entrance anchor point of the lunar space passage to the territory of the 'Star Kingdom'."
"Yes!" Whirlpool Vanilla bowed slightly.
She loosened the chains binding Sheren and Shuoren.
At the same time, Mianma spread his right hand and pulled back the black stick that was nailed to Shuoren's shoulder.
Having lost the authority of the giant Tenseigan, Sakuto, who had no will to resist, no longer posed any threat.
Without saying a word, Uchiha Hikaru silently stepped forward and stood beside Vanilla.
Her dark, fitted clothing made her face appear even paler and colder under the temple's dim light.
She didn't look at the captured Shuo father and son, but instead focused her gaze on the open archway.
Soon, only four people remained in the center of the shattered Hamura Shrine.
Standing alone in the dim light, the giant Tenseigan cast a massive and swaying shadow that enveloped him.
The flickering golden light flowed through his dark red tailed beast chakra cloak covering his entire body, projecting distorted patterns of demonic frenzy onto the black ground and walls.
"Let's go, everything's alright here for now." Repairing the giant Tenseigan won't be a quick fix, so Menma prepared to leave Hamura Shrine.
Buzz…!
Suddenly, an extremely faint resonant frequency spread out from the numb left eye!
thump—
A sudden, unusual pain caused Menma to raise his hand and press it against his mask. The three-tomoe Sharingan in his left eye seemed to be rotating in the pupil.
The three scarlet magatama gradually formed a ring resembling an ouroboros, flashing and disappearing in the deepest part of the pupil.
"My lord!" Kimimaro was the first to notice Menma's abnormality and rushed forward, while keeping a watchful eye on Uchiha Shisui and Hyuga Hizashi.
"I'm fine." Menma pressed down on his mask, looked up again, and had returned to normal.
'Strange, even without strong emotional stimulation, has the Sharingan evolved? Could it be due to the influence of eye power?' Sensing the changes in his left eye, Menma guessed that it might be because his mastery of Yin-Yang Release had improved his control over mental power and refinement of eye power.
After all, according to the bloodline theory in Naruto, as long as the bloodline is pure enough and the strength is strong enough, it seems quite reasonable to directly awaken a higher level of eye technique.
For example, Madara Uchiha gradually awakened the Rinnegan after fusing with Hashirama's cells.
For example, Otsutsuki Toneri gradually awakened the Tenseigan after transplanting Hanabi's eyes.
Shisui and Hizashi stopped in their tracks, their three-tomoe Sharingan and Byakugan looking over, only to discover that beneath the white three-eyed fox mask, an even more vast power seemed to be brewing!
'That's... a kaleidoscope...' Shisui looked surprised, because he was all too familiar with this power.
(End of this chapter)