In the war-torn Naruto World, Uchiha Xin stood in the Uchiha Clan's secret chamber, his brow tightly furrowed. Since his last breakthrough, all his chakra had liquefied, reaching the peak level of a jonin. Yet after that, the amount of chakra he could liquefy had stagnated, as though he had encountered an insurmountable bottleneck.
Uchiha Xin knew full well that on the battlefield of the Naruto World, where powerful figures were everywhere, only by constantly growing stronger could he protect everything he held dear. He recalled the experiences that had brought him this far. Every battle and every breakthrough had brought him ever closer to that legendary pinnacle of strength. But now, this bottleneck stood before him like an uncrossable mountain.
He closed his eyes and sensed the vast, ocean-like chakra within him. It was like a swarm of lively sprites, coursing through his meridians, yet no matter how he guided it, although his chakra continued to liquefy, the process was far too slow.
Uchiha Xin stood in the clan's secret chamber, his gaze deep as though searching for some unknown power. The smoke of the Second Shinobi World War spread throughout the shinobi world, while amid this chaotic age, he sought a way to improve himself.
"Chakra, this mysterious power... how can I make it liquefy faster?" he muttered to himself, lightly running his fingers over the ancient tome on the table. It was a secret ninjutsu manual passed down through generations of the clan.
Suddenly, the cultivation methods of immortal cultivators flashed through his mind—a powerful technique that solidified inner energy and triggered a qualitative transformation. His heart stirred. Perhaps chakra could also borrow from this method and undergo a certain degree of transformation.
Uchiha Xin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began trying to solidify