Her judgment is her command.
Almost at the same time as the thought arose, Land of Wind, over the distant desert, space rippled like water waves, and a ghost shuttle, completely black and shaped like a deep-sea stingray, silently tore through the night and hovered above the ruins of the temple.
The hatch slid open, and Chiyo Saori landed quietly like a ghost under the moonlight.
Behind her, twelve "Executors" puppets wearing heavy armor and flashing scarlet eyes landed simultaneously. Their heavy metal feet stepped on the sand without making any sound, like twelve silent gods of death.
"Surround the coordinate point, activate level one alert, and deploy A-7 type barrier."
The cold instructions are instantly sent to the core of each puppet through the quantum communication network.
The twelve Executorss immediately dispersed, switching forms with the composite weapons in their hands, inserting one end into the sand, and shooting out a high-energy particle beam invisible to the naked eye from the other end. A huge dodecahedron barrier was outlined above the ruins of the temple, completely isolating all internal fluctuations from the outside world.
Chiyo Saori walked slowly towards the broken War Fan Blade.
The air is filled with blood and resentment that have been dried by time, as if these ruins are silently telling the tragic rebellion and massacre thousands of years ago.
She squatted down, a probe thinner than a hair popped out of her white fingers, and gently touched the blade.
[Target detection in progress...]
[Chakra frequency: 0.001 (close to dead things)]
[Soul Reverberation: No active reaction]
[Pheromone residue: 99.9% has been dissipated]
"Everything is normal." She reported to Uchiha Xuan of Throne of Heaven, her voice without any emotion. "The target's energy fluctuations meet the standards of historical relics and can perform level three physical seals."
As she spoke, she took out a dark container made of a special alloy with layers of Sealing Jutsu engraved inside from the storage scroll on her waist, and prepared to put War Fan Blade into it, completely isolating it from any contact with the outside world.
However, at the moment when her hand was about to touch the handle of the knife, a sudden change occurred!
The broken knife, which looked like a dead thing, flashed a biting cold light without any warning.
The blood-colored text on the blade that read "True fire will not overcome false hearts" seemed to come alive, and began to twist and boil violently. Then, like wax oil melted by high temperature, it slipped from the blade drop by drop and splashed on the stone platform below.
"Zila--"
Green smoke rose, and the bloody "wax oil" automatically gathered and reorganized on the stone platform. In an instant, a new, more arrogant and unruly inscription was imprinted on it!
Chiyo Saori's tactical eyepiece instantly enlarges and analyzes the new text.
[Inscription identification completed.]
[Translation result: This fire is only inherited by those who are true, and the rest are all fuel.]
Only the true owner can inherit this fire, and the rest... are just burning firewood!
This is no longer a warning, but a naked declaration of war!
"Master," Chiyo Saori's voice showed a slight fluctuation for the first time, "There is an unknown self-sustaining mechanism inside the target. It is recommended to increase the response level and execute the highest authority 'formatting' destruction program."
Throne of Heaven, on the throne.
Uchiha Xuan watched all of this indifferently through the visual sharing of Chiyo Saori, without any surprise on his face.
"Destroy?" His voice contained a hint of almost imperceptible sarcasm, "No, Saori. We finally managed to lure it out of the grave, so how can we kill it now?"
He waved his hand gently, and in the space projection in front of him, a hidden data stream that was encrypted to the highest level was called up.
"That group of the Uchiha Clan rebels, who call themselves 'Scion of Light' in Warring States Era, believe that the descendants of Indra have been corrupted by power and are no longer pure. They have created a weapon of belief, an ideological virus... that can reproduce itself."
In the picture, a complex energy flow diagram is clearly presented.
"What they left behind was not just the knife, nor just the so-called 'Purifying Flame', but a complete set of 'belief reproduction mechanism'. As long as there are still people in this world who believe that 'the glory of the Uchiha Clan needs to be purified', and as long as there are still people who question the current situation of the Uchiha Clan, this belief will absorb these spiritual energies, find carriers, continue to be reborn, and wait for a 'true one' they recognize."
Uchiha Xuan's fingertips lightly tapped on the data chart, pointing to an insignificant energy node.
"On the day I held the 'Fire-Forged Fate Stele' to burn the souls of the Warring States Period, I noticed this weak consciousness hidden deep in the earth's veins. So, I separated out a trivial ray of Divine Erosion Flame, adjusted it to almost the same fluctuation frequency as it, disguised it as a 'response of the ancestors' will', and injected it into it."
He smiled, that smile was cold and cruel.
"It thought it was waiting for a savior, so it took the initiative to show up and carved the phrase 'True fire will not overcome the false heart' on the knife. It not only warned me, the usurper of the 'false heart', but also sent a signal to its potential believers."
Chiyo Saori understood instantly.
From the beginning, the Overlord's goal was not suppression, but... annexation!
"What should I do?"
"Don't prevent the inscription from regenerating," Uchiha Xuan's voice was filled with the indifference of controlling everything. "On the contrary, you have to guide it, give it hope, and let it show itself to its fullest. Then, tear it apart at the location designated by me."
"Understood."
Chiyo Saori hesitated no longer. Her fingers were as fast as flying, and she issued instructions accurately.
The twelve "Executors" puppets immediately changed their formations, took out twelve simple black metal stakes from the arsenal on their backs, and drove them deeply into the sand around the temple according to specific star positions.
"Resonance Matrix, activate!"
"Buzz--"
The tops of the twelve resonance piles lit up with dim light at the same time, releasing a shock wave of a special frequency that accurately covered the entire temple ruins.
The frequency of this shock wave is completely synchronized with the "Fire Altar" psychic network all over the world!
For the "Purifying Flame" will in War Fan Blade, it is like a traveler who has been thirsty for thousands of years in the desert and suddenly discovers a huge oasis!
It's exciting!
The inscriptions on the blade melted and dripped again. Each time it was reorganized, it was clearer and more powerful than the last time.
"This body is a guidepost, igniting the unyielding soul!"
"Boom!" The vibration intensity of the resonance matrix doubled instantly, and the huge energy supply gave the will of "Purifying Flame" the illusion that it could turn against customers.
"This blood inherits the glory and judges the descendants of the fallen!"
"Boom!" The intensity of the shock increased again!
Cycle seven times in a row.
Every time a new inscription appears, it will receive a more "enthusiastic" response from the resonance matrix.
This is like a well-designed scam, constantly inducing the will within the sword to release its core energy without reservation, in order to completely control this huge external force.
Finally, at the moment when the seventh sentence of the inscription, "We will burn the flames and wait for the return of the Son of God," was completely formed, this broken sword that had experienced many vicissitudes of life let out an overwhelmed wail.
"Click..."
An extremely fine crack appeared in the internal structure of the knife body.
The "Purifying Flame" will obviously realized something was wrong. It exhausted the power it had accumulated for thousands of years, but found itself like a moth trapped in a spider's web. The more it struggled, the tighter it was bound.
It's scared.
A bright silver thread of light suddenly shot out from the crack in the blade, trying to tear apart the space and escape!
However, an invisible network composed of countless Divine Erosion Flame fire wires has been waiting for a long time.
As soon as the word "net" came out, the silver light thread was tightly entangled in the fire net, and no matter how hard it collided, it could not break free at all.
It was like a fish fished out of the water, twisting desperately in the air.
"Caught it." Uchiha Xuan's voice sounded in Chiyo Saori's mind, "Everything has returned to ruins and been peeled off."
Invisible power is coming!
The silver thread of light was forcibly pulled out of the fire net, spanning thousands of kilometers of space, and instantly appeared in front of Throne of Heaven's throne.
The thread of light stretched out in the air and turned into a line of ancient oaths composed of pure spiritual power.
[We would rather burn our bodies than serve after Indra.]
"Ah, a bunch of pathetic idealists." Uchiha Xuan looked at this oath that condensed the determination of countless tribesmen, with ridicule in his eyes, "You want to use faith to gain eternal life? Okay, I will make it happen for you."
"I turn your vows into my coronation ceremony."
Before he finished speaking, the star-like Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan in his right eye suddenly condensed!
The invisible pupil power turned into the sharpest carving knife in the world, slashing across the silver oath crazily.
The structure of every word has been subverted, and the meaning of every syllable has been distorted.
Immediately, he stretched out his finger, and a drop of blood containing his current god's body fell on the tampered oath.
"Tsk--"
The moment the essence and blood merged, the entire oath instantly turned from silvery white to deep purple like his pupils, exuding a soul-thrilling majesty!
"Go back."
Uchiha Xuan With a flick of his finger, this recast "new oath" followed the fire network when it came, and poured into the broken War Fan Blade in the Land of Wind desert at a speed tens of millions of times faster!
Boom----!
That night, the entire desert trembled.
The broken sword erupted with an unprecedented intensity of light. On the handle, the rebellious inscription that had been passed down for thousands of years was completely erased and covered, and replaced by a new line of domineering inscriptions shining with a deep purple halo.
[We burn ourselves as fuel to welcome Xuanlin Allah.]
We burn ourselves as firewood and respectfully welcome the arrival of Xuan, the true master.
Almost at the same time, the data in the tactical eyepiece of Chiyo Saori was refreshed crazily.
[Warning: Massive mental contamination detected.
Within a hundred miles, all primary adapters of 'Fire Seal' will simultaneously experience slight dizziness for 3.2 seconds.]
[Analysis report: 37% of the targets observed blurry images in their dreams - an old man in white clothes wearing Warring States costumes, kneeling devoutly in front of a black figure that could not be seen directly.]
Chiyo Saori raised his head and looked up at the ghost shuttle suspended in the night sky. The ice blue pupils reflected the brand new inscription on the hilt, and reported word for word:
"Master, the 'Purifying Flame' belief system has completed the ownership transfer. The current loyalty is clear, the only host: Uchiha Xuan."
On Throne of Heaven, in the sea of consciousness of Uchiha Xuan, a brand new "Belief Conversion Rate" progress bar was quietly generated. The value was soaring from 0% to 97.8% in an instant.
He felt the brand-new power of faith that poured into his body from the void, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a cold arc.
"From now on, if anyone mentions the 'Scion of Light' of the Uchiha Clan, they are kneeling down to worship the memorial tablet I set up."
He just finished speaking.
"Buzz!"
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the huge light curtain representing the Mariana Trench sealing talisman suddenly flashed an invisible crack without warning.
An extremely cold aura that was even colder and deadlier than himself, full of the meaning of finality and decay, actually followed the cracks and the deep network of earth veins, flowing upstream at an unimaginable speed, accurately heading in the direction of Fire Country, and heading straight for the holy land of the Uchiha Clan - Naka River Shrine.
There, in the deepest underground chamber, a blank stone tablet that has never been recorded in any scroll is standing quietly.
The ancient palm print in the center of the stone tablet, which had long since dried up and turned black, was oozing fresh blood at the edge. At this moment, the speed at which it oozed was quietly accelerated.