He didn't think about anything.
In other words, what he is thinking about has gone beyond the scope of ordinary thinking.
That pale white flame is the condensed resentment of thousands of dead souls Warring States Era for thousands of years, and is the embodiment of the concept of "pain" itself.
It jumps in the furnace, and every time it flashes, it triggers a spiritual storm in the depths of Uchiha Xuan's sea of consciousness.
[Warning: High-density negative emotional information flow impact detected.]
[Warning: Large-scale data disorder occurs in the host's emotional module, and the empathy neural circuit undergoes structural collapse.]
[System recommendation: Immediately cut off the link with "Fire Altar" and conduct mental isolation and repair.]
The system's prompt tone was unprecedentedly urgent, and the blood-red characters almost flooded the entire conscious space.
Uchiha Xuan ignored this.
He sat quietly on the throne, letting the mental torrent that was enough to make any Kage Level strong man collapse instantly wash over him, and there was even a trace of... enjoyment on his face.
He slowly spread his hands, and the "Pain Gene Template" that had just been spit out from his mouth was lying quietly in his palm.
The countless twisted and wailing human faces inside the walnut-sized gray crystal seemed to have come to life at this moment, staring at him with the most vicious and resentful eyes through the crystal wall.
They were roaring silently, cursing, and questioning.
"They hate me..." Yu Zhi
Bo Xuan suddenly spoke in a low voice, as if he was explaining to Chiyo Saori, or talking to himself, "... it's because I'm doing what they want to do but don't dare to do."
Chiyo Saori's ice blue pupils shrank slightly, confused.
"They are addicted to pain, but they long for relief. They hate the world, but they hope to be understood." Uchiha Xuan's lips curved with an extremely ironic arc, "And I choose to burn myself with my own hands."
Before he finished speaking, he turned his hand and another blood-red crystal appeared on his fingertips.
That's...Sakura Haruno's memory blood crystal.
Without any hesitation, he flicked his finger, and the crystal, which carried a girl's half-life love, hate and bond, drew a beautiful red line and accurately fell into the furnace burning with pale flames.
"Boom--!"
As if a ladle of cold water was poured into the boiling oil, the whole furnace shook violently!
The originally cold and pale flames, after swallowing up this hot and pure emotion, suddenly turned into a strange scarlet color and soared three feet into the sky!
In the flames, countless illusions flashed like a revolving lantern.
It was the first meeting under the cherry blossom tree, Team 7's laughter and curses, Valley of the End's heart-rending shouts, and the pair of emerald green eyes on the operating table that had saved countless lives. In the end, the scene was fixed on her kneeling at her feet, and the whole process from unyielding to despair to complete surrender was reflected in her eyes.
"Sasuke-kun... come back..."
A sleepy murmur that was so weak that it was almost inaudible floated out from the flames, carrying a sadness that could melt steel.
[Ding!
High-density bond residual information is detected, and the special concept can be analyzed and peeled off - "Obsession Anchor".]
[Function description: "Obsession Anchor" can be used to construct ultra-long-distance mental positioning, locking all individuals related to the bond, regardless of any physical and enchantment barriers.]
The system once again gave the utilitarian optimal solution.
However, Uchiha Xuan just looked at the burning memory indifferently and faintly uttered four words.
"No extraction, burn it all."
These four words, without any emotion, are more cruel than any torture.
What he wants is not to use this bond, but to completely erase this bond, along with the last trace of human warmth it represents, from this world!
"Hoo--!"
As if receiving the final command, the scarlet flames suddenly rose up, completely burning away all the scenes of crying, struggling, and shouting.
In the end, there was only a thin wisp of green smoke left, curling up, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, and went straight into Uchiha Xuan's left eye.
His left eye, the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, had complicated patterns like precision gears deep in the pupil. The moment he inhaled the smoke, he made a soft "click" sound, as if a mechanism that had been stuck for thousands of years finally slowly began to bite.
"Master... you are destroying your own past."
Chiyo Saori's voice was clearly transmitted into his mind through the spiritual link.
She cannot understand this kind of behavior. From an absolutely rational point of view, this is actively weakening herself. Memory is intelligence and emotion is the driving force. Giving up all of it will only make herself crippled.
"The past is the weakness, memory is the flaw."
Uchiha Xuan slowly opened his eyes, what a pair of terrifying eyes they were!
The gear pattern on the left eye is turning slowly and firmly, and every turn seems to crush a period of time.
The Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan in the right eye is a bottomless nothingness.
There was no trace of "human" warmth in his eyes, only the absolute indifference of a god looking down at him.
"I want everyone who has ever known 'Uchiha Xuan', or in other words, known this body in the past, to understand that what they are about to face is no longer the same kind."
His voice became weird, like the overlapping of countless voices, grand and hollow.
"But a... road that leads to the end of hell."
After saying that, he made an action that made Chiyo Saori's heart palpitate.
He stood up, pointed his right hand like a knife, covered with a thin layer of black flames, and stabbed into his chest without hesitation!
There was no blood, and the wound was burned and carbonized by the black flames the moment it appeared.
He stretched it into his chest with an expressionless expression, as if it was not his own body.
Then, he grabbed the "Pain Gene Template" that had been completely cooled and turned into pure ashes in the furnace. Under the horrified gaze of Chiyo Saori, he pressed it into his heart!
"Everything returns to ruins and the heart burns."
He chanted the name of the ritual in a low voice.
"Boom!"
The dark Divine Erosion Flame exploded with his heart as its source!
The flames did not burn outward, but instead flowed backwards, spreading crazily along the meridian system of his body, towards his limbs, internal organs, and even the deepest part of his soul!
This is a sacrifice using oneself as firewood!
Severe pain?
No, that is no longer a feeling that can be described as "pain".
His vision was ignited, and before his eyes appeared Warring States Era, the face of that gentle mother before she died, holding his hand and begging him not to take the path of Shura.
Black flames rolled around, and my mother's face turned into ashes.
His hearing was ignited, and in his ears, after turning on Mangekyō Sharingan for the first time, countless Uchiha Clan people fell to their knees in Naka River Shrine, chanting like a tsunami.
A roll of black flames, and the eulogy turned into deathly silence.
His sense of smell was ignited, and the everlasting smell of Uchiha Sacred Land, mixed with incense and blood, came from the tip of his nose.
With a roll of black flame, the breath turned into nothingness.
Touch, taste, feeling...
Joy, anger, sadness, love...
Every fragment of memory that once constituted the "person" "Uchiha Xuan", and every link with the world, were peeled off, ignited, and turned into the purest fuel one by one under the burning of Divine Erosion Flame!
When the last scene belongs to childhood, the scene of practicing throwing Shuriken under the tree is also twisted, scorched and blackened by the black flames, and finally turned into a handful of ashes -
Uchiha Xuan's body trembled suddenly.
The black flames that burned everything shrank back and returned to the position of his heart, as if they had never appeared before.
He slowly raised his head.
In an instant, the entire Throne of Heaven, and even the rules of the entire world, seemed to have stopped for a moment!
Chiyo Saori clearly sensed that the "Fire Altar" psychic network all over the world suddenly trembled violently at this moment, as if a higher-dimensional will came, causing the established physical and energy laws to temporarily become disordered!
Uchiha Xuan's eyes simultaneously shined with unprecedented light.
In the left eye, the gear pattern of the Eternal Mangekyō, after rotating to a certain extreme angle, completely froze and stopped, as if locked for eternity.
And in his right eye, the Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan, with the dark purple pupil, and the nine Tomoe began to rotate and fuse at high speed. Finally, at the center of the pupil, they condensed into a brand new pattern - triple concentric circles of Tomoe, nested layer by layer, like the entrance to an abyss, and like the star vortex of the universe!
He staggered a bit, as if he hadn't fully adapted to this "new" body yet.
Chiyo Saori immediately took a step forward and stretched out his hand to support him.
However, the moment her fingertips touched Uchiha Xuan's arm, she jerked back as if she was struck by an electric shock.
Ice cold!
It was a kind of coldness that transcended the material level, as if what was being touched was not a flesh and blood body, but a meteorite from the absolute zero universe.
She could even feel that his body temperature had dropped to freezing point, and his heartbeat and breathing were so weak that they almost disappeared.
"Are you... still alive?"
Chiyo Saori's voice was filled with an uncontrollable tremor for the first time.
Uchiha Xuan slowly stood up straight. He felt the unfamiliar yet familiar power in his body, so huge that it could easily crush the stars. The corners of his mouth moved upward very slowly, forming a stiff, smileless arc.
His voice has completely turned into a hollow echo with no fluctuation, like the sound of many people chanting in unison.
"I'm not alive..."
"It's the finally, dead damn part."
The moment he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed casually in the direction of Mariana Trench, which was bottomless below.
In an instant, twelve giant volcanoes distributed all over the world, serving as nodes of the "Fire Altar" network, simultaneously emitted earth-shaking roars!
Twelve extremely thick Divine Erosion Flame light pillars tore through the clouds, soared into the sky, and accurately met at one point in the dark night sky, and then turned into a huge rune array covering hundreds of kilometers of sea area, and was printed with a bang!
The abyss crack that had just been broken free by "Formless Spirit" and was constantly spewing out chaotic earth energy was suppressed by this huge talisman formation. It was completely blocked and smoothed without even a mournful scream, as if it had never existed.
It was at this time.
In the distant Land of Wind, under the ruins of the desert temple that had long been forgotten by ninjas.
The broken War Fan Blade that was deeply inserted into the ground and had been used by Madara Uchiha. On its mottled blade, the small bloody words that originally read "God-killers will eventually be killed by gods" slowly faded and disappeared as if being wiped away by an invisible hand.
A few seconds later, in the absolute darkness, a new line of words with a sharper and more aloof style resurfaced.
"True fire cannot overcome false hearts."
At the other end, in the underground cell deepest in the Hidden Leaf Village ruins.
Sakura Haruno, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, as if isolated from the world, his eyelids trembled slightly.
In her open palm, the wisp of Divine Erosion Flame, which was always burning steadily as a surveillance mark, suddenly began to sway violently without warning, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if silently resonating with some distant and great existence.
Throne of Heaven, central control room.
Chiyo Saori's ice-blue pupils reflected the newly emerged text on the broken War Fan Blade, and the data stream flashed crazily at an unprecedented speed.
"True fire... false heart..."
She chewed these six words in a low voice. After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes penetrated thousands of kilometers and accurately locked the coordinates of the Land of Wind desert.
New variables have appeared.
Moreover, it is an unanalyzable variable that directly points to the master itself.
As the most rational Executors, her brain made a judgment within 0.01 seconds: any potential and uncontrollable threats must be investigated and sealed with the highest priority as soon as possible.