Dōjutsu - Takamagahara

A few days later, the Uchiha compound.

Uchiha Ao sat at a table, staring at the list of clan members. The dense rows of names stung his eyes, while Sister Izumi lay draped over his back.

She poked the young man's cheek with her finger, bored, and occasionally rested her chin on his shoulder. "What is my little brother thinking about? Is it more important than your sister?"

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door.

Before Uchiha Ao could look up, the door creaked open.

"Lord Clan Leader!" Uchiha Tekka entered, his face filled with fanatical devotion as he looked toward his leader.

Ever since he had been defeated by Uchiha Ao's absolute strength a few days prior, Uchiha Tekka had become his most die-hard fan.

If anyone dared to speak ill of the Lord Clan Leader, they could go talk to his Sharingan.

"Tekka, what do you need?" Uchiha Ao asked, startled by the man's expression and letting out a light cough.

"It's like this, Lord Clan Leader. After Inabi and I conducted an investigation, we found that although most of the clan agreed to your leadership during the clan meeting, a small group remains dissatisfied."

"And it's not just them; many who didn't attend the meeting and are unaware of your strength are also unhappy with you as leader."

Uchiha Ao had wondered what the matter was; it was just this.

Uchiha Ao raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "And so? What do they plan to do? Spread rumors in the clan, or are they preparing to challenge me directly?"

Uchiha Tekka's face flushed with excitement as he clenched his fists. "They actually dare to question the Lord Clan Leader's ability! Inabi is already keeping an eye on the ringleaders. As soon as they make a move, I will take them down immediately."

"Enough." Uchiha Ao raised a hand to interrupt, his gaze sweeping over the kunai swaying at Tekka's waist. "No surveillance, and absolutely no violence. Gather them together; I will speak with them myself."

It was the perfect opportunity to test his newly awakened Mangekyo.

Uchiha Tekka froze in place, staring at the fleeting crimson light in Uchiha Ao's eyes. It was only after a moment that he replied with fanatical fervor, "Yes!"

"Little brother, why don't I help you beat those people into submission?" Sister Izumi asked, still draped over his back.

"No need. Sister Izumi, you know the power of the Mangekyo, don't worry." Uchiha Ao smiled and rubbed the small head on his shoulder.

Sister Izumi puffed out her cheeks, dissatisfied with her little brother's rebellious behavior.

Why was his strength growing so fast!

It was so annoying!

"Alright, alright. Once this is settled, I'll take you to get some Three-Color Dango." Uchiha Ao felt even better seeing Sister Izumi thwarted.

Hah, finally, I don't have to be pinned down by Sister Izumi anymore!

The two soon arrived at the training ground in the center of the compound.

Hundreds of clan members had already gathered, the sound of their discussion as noisy as boiling water.

Several elder ninjas stood at the front of the crowd with their arms crossed, their faces filled with distrust. Among them, the one-eyed ninja Uchiha Lei, who led the group, made no effort to hide the contempt in his eyes.

"Little brat, you said you wanted to talk, so let's talk." Uchiha Lei stepped forward, leaning on his cane, the metal tip tapping against the ground with a rhythmic thud-thud. "Why should we take orders from a greenhorn like you?"

Uchiha Ao walked onto the high platform unhurriedly. Looking down at the clan members, he lowered his eyes and chuckled. "Since Uncle Lei has asked, why don't we put it another way—"

The youth suddenly looked up, his Mangekyo Sharingan blood-red: "In the face of absolute power, does questioning still have any meaning?"

Uchiha Lei snorted coldly and slammed his cane into the ground. "Little brat, stop trying to scare people with big talk! If you have the ability, then—"

Before he could finish, Uchiha Ao's figure vanished like a ghost. Everyone felt a flash of red light, and in the next second, the youth appeared behind Uncle Lei, his fingertips pressed against the carotid artery in his neck.

The entire crowd gasped.

"Uncle Lei, your reaction speed doesn't quite match your stubborn mouth." Uchiha Ao's voice carried a hint of a smile, yet it sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

He slowly withdrew his hand, the light in his right Mangekyo Sharingan intensifying. "Since you all want to see strength, I shall open your eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone felt the ground beneath their feet begin to tremble, and the bright sky was suddenly covered by blood-colored clouds.

Uchiha Lei realized with horror that he could no longer channel his chakra.

"What kind of genjutsu is this?"

"This is not a genjutsu." Uchiha Ao's voice echoed throughout this strange space, though his figure was nowhere to be seen. "This is my Mangekyo ability—a dimension that belongs only to me: Takamagahara."

"Here, those stronger than me are heavily suppressed, and those weaker than me... I can alter them at will."

As the words fell, Uchiha Lei suddenly found himself floating in the air, his body drifting uncontrollably toward the center of the lake.

He struggled in terror, only to find he couldn't even make a sound.

The other clan members were trapped in equally bizarre situations. Some were bound by vines, while others found massive whirlpools forming beneath their feet. Everyone was experiencing a different crisis in this space.

His right-eye ability—Takamagahara.

"In Takamagahara, those weaker than me have their cognition, chakra, and even their souls analyzed by me." Uchiha Ao's voice was no longer a mere echo; it exploded directly in the depths of everyone's consciousness.

The clan members bound by vines watched in horror as the plants began to drain their chakra, converting it into energy to nourish the space. Those in the whirlpools were dragged into temporal turbulence, their bodies constantly decomposing and reforming in the void, unable to escape the domain.

Uchiha Lei was suspended in mid-air by chains, his single eye nearly popping out of its socket.

His Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun frantically, but he found he couldn't even cast a genjutsu—the laws of this space had long since been rewritten.

Even more terrifying, his body was becoming transparent, as if being erased by an invisible eraser.

"This is impossible..." Lei's roar stuck in his throat.

"Nothing is impossible," Uchiha Ao chuckled.

In truth, he was just as shocked by the abilities of his own Mangekyo.

To those weaker than him, he was equivalent to a god.

Even if those with greater strength were to enter this dimension, he was confident he could trade blows with existences like Hashirama or Madara.

However, this invincible ability had a limitation.

Those with strength inferior to his could be pulled in with ease.

But for those stronger than him, he required a gateway, much like how Obito had to make physical contact to suck someone into his Kamui Dimension.

Uchiha Ao flicked his fingertips, and countless floating cubic stones instantly condensed in the air, rearranging themselves like pixels until they transformed into a three-headed, six-armed Vajra Statue in the blink of an eye.

The statue swung its chakra-forged ritual implements, each strike sending pixelated ripples through the space and blasting deep, grid-like trenches into the ground.