On the ground, blue bands of light wove together into a net.
Three hundred Uchiha clansmen sat cross-legged, their hands forming the same seal—"Tiger."
A faint chakra glow radiated from each of them, flowing along the array patterns on the ground and converging toward the central tower.
That was the heart of the entire Resonance Array.
"Hold steady! Don't lose focus!"
Though Uchiha Fugaku was badly wounded, he still forced himself to sit in the secondary core position. His Mangekyō Sharingan turned slowly, like a precise valve regulating this terrifyingly vast torrent of chakra.
"Lend Xuanshi your ocular power, your will—everything!"
Fugaku's voice was hoarse, but it was filled with strength.
Among these three hundred people were jōnin who had fought through countless battles, chūnin who had only just awakened the Sharingan, and even young geniuses like Itachi.
At this moment, they were no longer individuals.
Their spirits were linked together through the array, forming one vast, unified consciousness.
Itachi closed his eyes and felt that power.
Warm.
Boundless.
It was completely different from the clan in his memory, the one that had always been full of arguments, suspicion, and darkness.
Within this torrent of chakra, he felt his father's resolve, Shisui's conviction, and every clansman's longing to protect their home.
Is this... what the Uchiha truly are?
Itachi murmured to himself inwardly.
Not a cursed clan.
But a clan born from love.
At the top of the tower.
Uchiha Xuanshi hovered in midair.
That vast ocean of chakra surged into his body, making every inch of his meridians sing and every cell burn.
The system interface flickered wildly across his retinas.
[Warning: chakra input power has reached 120%... 150%...] [Susanoo Resonance Mode activated.] [Current status: deification.]
"Ah..."
Xuanshi lifted his head and