Who agrees? Who opposes?

After bidding farewell to Hatake Sakumo and Tsunade.

Uchiha Fucheng looked at the nearly two hundred Uchiha ninja behind him, waiting for him in complete silence, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The discipline is well maintained!"

While he was saying goodbye to Tsunade and Sakumo, these cold-faced Uchiha ninja had all stood in grim, battle-ready formation, awaiting orders.

This display of rigorous discipline made the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, look uneasy.

Hidden within the crowd behind the Third, Shimura Danzō also felt a sense of trepidation in his heart.

He was now speculating.

The position of Uchiha clan head would likely truly fall into the hands of this Uchiha Fucheng, who had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.

This act of deliberately demonstrating combat discipline and ninja momentum was, of course, intentional on the part of Uchiha Fucheng!

More than thirty Uchiha jonin led the rest of the clan, their presence fully unleashed.

Standing in cold, orderly formation awaiting orders, it was easy for the village to feel the immense power that a united Uchiha could erupt with.

The basic logic behind his implementation of this behavior remained the same as what he had said to Fugaku.

"If you seek peace through struggle, peace will exist. Strike one blow to avoid a hundred coming your way."

Seeing the hesitation and caution of the Third Hokage and the Konoha advisors, Fucheng was even more satisfied.

"Deliberately demonstrating combat strength and campaign contributions is enough to make a grand entrance upon returning to the village."

Fucheng reached out, pointed toward the clan compound, and ordered loudly, "All Uchiha, return to the clan grounds!"

At the command!

The orderly formation of over two hundred people left the plaza in perfect unison.

Even these Uchiha ninja felt a sense of pride and arrogance.

There was a majestic confidence, as if to say, "I am the best in the world."

Standing in the ranks, Fugaku watched his younger brother's series of exaggerated maneuvers, completely stunned.

Even when his and Fucheng's late father held the position of clan head, they never had such flair.

That night, at the strictly guarded Uchiha Naka Shrine.

Maintaining his intense momentum, Uchiha Fucheng gave the Uchiha elders no time to think.

Cutting through the Gordian knot, he used the name of the acting clan head to summon all jonin and special jonin within the clan.

He was going to hold a plenary meeting of the clan's top leadership.

The Great Elder Uchiha Setsuna, the Second Elder Uchiha Chiyan Zhi, the Third Elder Uchiha Liyao, and two former elders who had retreated behind the scenes were all present.

Together with the two brothers, Uchiha Fucheng and Uchiha Fugaku, the seven of them sat on the main dais of Naka Shrine.

In addition to the seven sitting on the dais.

Numerous cushions were set up below, arranged in the shrine courtyard according to the order of each branch family.

Twenty-seven core elite jonin with immense combat power.

Forty-four ordinary jonin with above-average combat strength.

Nearly fifty special jonin and young elite ninja.

This was the high-end combat power that the Uchiha clan could currently display in the open.

Of course, the three elders and the various branch families would certainly have some hidden experts within the clan.

It was normal for these cautious old men to hold something back.

But this hidden strength was not important at all.

When they were not qualified to sit in the open, they lost the right to decide the direction of the clan.

Fugaku had always held the title of "Acting Clan Head."

Although the major elders were unwilling to support him in inheriting the position of clan head, as the captain of the Konoha Military Police Force, Fugaku himself could use the name of "Acting Clan Head" to convene this high-level meeting.

From the perspective of clan rules, there was absolutely no problem.

It was also because Fucheng borrowed Fugaku's name that the meeting could be convened so quickly and smoothly.

After Fucheng awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, the usually rigid Fugaku seemed to have changed his personality.

Even if he had his own misunderstandings and doubts about the opinions and ideas Fucheng proposed, he would strictly implement and promote them.

This transformation surprised even Fucheng.

He felt as if Fugaku had become a different person.

At this moment, Fugaku was expressionless. He looked at the Uchiha members and said, "Everyone may have heard that Fucheng has awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan."

Uchiha Fugaku's voice was heavy and even more serious.

"Today, I have convened this high-level clan meeting to determine the official succession rights for the next clan head."

Once the ninja war begins, we will face even more ferocious and cruel enemies.

An Uchiha clan without a patriarch lacks sufficient cohesion.

As the acting patriarch, I propose here that Uchiha Fucheng formally assumes the position of patriarch."

Great Elder Uchiha Setsuna frowned upon hearing this.

He immediately rebuked the suggestion, "I object! Fucheng is too young, only sixteen years old; how could he possibly shoulder the various pressures of being the clan patriarch?"

The Second Elder said nothing, but after glancing at the expressions of the other elders, he smiled with a hint of amusement.

In the courtyard of the shrine, the gathered Uchiha jonin, who had been sitting in formal positions, could not help but begin to whisper among themselves.

The once-quiet Naka Shrine was like a calm lake struck by a stone.

The noisy discussions stirred up ripples of unrest.

Uchiha Fucheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, lifted his eyelids slightly upon hearing this.

A gaze like a flash of lightning erupted from his Mangekyo Sharingan.

It shot out from his eyes instantly.

Electric, blood-red.

Dazzling, making one afraid to look directly...

Such a pair of eyes appeared on Fucheng's face, striking fear into all.

The mysterious patterns of the Mangekyo Sharingan caused the jonin below, who had just been whispering, to instantly hold their breath.

The council scene in the shrine became deathly silent.

"You object?" A smile appeared at the corners of Uchiha Fucheng's mouth.

If it weren't for the need to maintain some restraint, he might have let out the legendary "Uchiha maniacal laugh."

Fucheng looked at the Great Elder with piercing eyes, "Elder Setsuna. I fear you have forgotten that you are the only active ninja who still bears the blame for the attempted assassination of the Second Hokage.

Because of your mistake, the clan lost a full eleven jonin-level combatants.

You caused eleven families to fall apart, yet you, the key mastermind who led the assassination, managed to walk away unscathed."

"You!" Uchiha Setsuna's face was full of rage, "Me?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Uchiha Setsuna fell into a dazed expression!

Uchiha Setsuna first stood up from his cushion.

Then, he performed a dogeza, bowing honestly and submissively toward the ninjas below the platform.

"I am sorry, I was wrong!"

The elders on the platform and the Uchiha jonin below all widened their eyes in astonishment.

Many even activated their Three-Tomoe Sharingan to observe the Great Elder closely.

From their perspective, Elder Uchiha Setsuna had merely locked eyes with Fucheng for a moment before his expression shifted from anger to a daze.

Then, with that dazed expression and tone, he bowed on the platform and admitted his fault to everyone.

"This is genjutsu!"

"Genjutsu control from the Mangekyo Sharingan?!"

The Second Elder, Uchiha Chiyan Zhi, was also filled with confusion and shock.

As an Uchiha of sufficient age, he had witnessed the Mangekyo Sharingan of Lord Madara.

But at that time, Lord Madara, as the patriarch of the Uchiha clan, managed the clan very strictly.

He never had the chance to witness a scene where the Mangekyo Sharingan was used in a civil conflict within the clan.

"I never expected the gap in ocular power between Sharingan users to be this vast."

This process was like a formal Uchiha ninja who had awakened their Sharingan crushing a child within the clan who had not yet awakened theirs.

With just one look!

Fucheng had used genjutsu to manipulate the Great Elder, who possessed extremely high resistance to illusions, into kneeling and apologizing.

Just as everyone was in shock, Uchiha Setsuna, who was kneeling on the ground, gradually regained his senses.

"What am I doing?" Uchiha Setsuna's heart burned with rage; he nearly shattered his teeth.

He was equally shocked by Fucheng's Mangekyo Sharingan.

This situation was not in Uchiha Setsuna's calculations:

The Mangekyo is indeed stronger than the Three-Tomoe, but it shouldn't be strong enough to completely suppress someone to the point of being unable to resist!

Uchiha Setsuna remained kneeling, his face filled with terror, unable to move.

He looked at Uchiha Fucheng, who was smiling down at him, his heart churning like boiling water.

"If the Mangekyo is this formidable, doesn't that mean the Mangekyo can completely restrain the Sharingan? This is the power to single-handedly slaughter the entire clan!"

The other elders on the platform, all old and cunning, were also stunned.

They understood in an instant the source of the Great Elder's fear.

Before they could even hesitate, an even more astonishing scene unfolded before them.

Bright blue chakra, like flesh and blood surging with lightning, rapidly filled a massive skeletal frame.

The skull at the top of the skeleton was being repeatedly coiled by blue ocular power, taking on the stylistic appearance of a samurai helmet.

The elders on the platform, along with several elite jonin who had been exposed to the clan's secret history, all cried out in shock at this moment:

"Susanoo?"

"Susanoo!"