The square in front of the First Flame Hall was paved with a single piece of Black Tortoise rock, but at this moment even the sound of wind was crushed to pieces.
Thirty thousand people.
The entire Shinobi World Uchiha Clan people who are still breathing can be cut into squares according to their residential areas, like specimens to be inspected.
There is a dark red metal ring around everyone's neck - the "Fire Seal" adjustment terminal.
That thing can not only monitor the flow of chakra in real time, but once it is determined that there is a violation, the high-voltage current released instantly is enough to roast an adult wild boar into charcoal.
Uchiha Xuan Standing on the top of a hundred-meter-high red copper pillar, his windbreaker was torn by the cold current high in the sky.
He didn't look at the ant-like crowd at his feet, but casually flicked the dust on his cuffs.
"In this world, bloodline is the cheapest fig leaf."
The sound did not pass through the amplification equipment, but resonated along the chakra and wedged into everyone's eardrums like nails.
"From today onwards, <Bloodline Purge Decree> takes effect. The bloodline of the Uchiha Clan cannot be traced back to the past, nor is it a false name. It can only be certified by Fire Seal."
The moment the words were spoken, 30,000 collars lit up with a strange red light at the same time.
This is not a simple announcement, it is a forced rewrite.
"Demonstrate." Xuan tilted his head.
Chiyo Saori, who was already on standby, tapped his finger.
Over the square, a huge holographic projection suddenly unfolded.
It was a giant golden tree with lush branches, and every branch was covered with names: Uchiha Tajima, Madara Uchiha, Izuna Uchiha... The names enshrined in the shrine by the tribe were shining like stars at this moment.
The next second, red light swept across.
"Click."
The crisp crackling sound did not come from the projection, but from the collapse of a certain belief in the hearts of the crowd.
The giant tree began to wither and turn black starting from Root.
Those brilliant names seemed to have been poured with strong acid, peeling off and shattering one by one, turning into meaningless data residue.
The lush tree crown became bald in an instant, and finally there was only a solitary trunk piercing the sky, with only one face at the top - Uchiha Xuan.
"Except for me, they are all false gods." Xuan's voice was as calm as if he was talking about the weather.
The crowd was in commotion.
Fear, anger, and confusion spread like a plague, and the cordon creaked as it was pushed.
"You bastard! Destroy my ancestral hall and cut off my ancestral lineage!"
In the front row of the square, three gray-haired old men suddenly appeared.
Although they were depleted of chakra, their old-school madness was particularly permeable.
The three of them faced the direction of Naka River Shrine and knocked their heads heavily on the ground. The blood instantly dyed the Black Tortoise rock red.
"Uchiha Clan... dead!"
The shrill roar stopped abruptly.
The three of them bit off their tongues almost at the same time, their bodies twitched violently several times and became motionless.
The guard subconsciously wanted to drag the body away.
"Wait a minute."
Xuan raised his hand, holding it empty in the palm of his hand.
"Since we miss our ancestors so much, let's use some of our spare energy."
Myriad Phenomena Devouring System is running.
The three corpses on the ground shriveled up suddenly, and the chakra light flow visible to the naked eye was roughly pulled out and injected into the red copper pillar at Xuan's feet along the air pipe.
"Boom--!"
The originally red pillar of fire instantly turned pale.
It was no ordinary fire, it was a cold flame that burned the soul. It had no temperature, but made everyone within a hundred meters feel frozen in the depths of their souls.
The corpse became fuel, and the pale Kakkō reflected on everyone's horrified faces, like a silent mockery: Even if you die, you are also my asset.
Dead silence. Absolute silence.
Until a young boy's roar broke the frozen air.
"Lord Madara once fought against Five Kage on his own! He is the legend of Shinobi World!"
That was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He didn't know where he got the strength to rush out of the square while carrying the electric punishment of the collar.
His skin was burnt black by the electricity, but fire was still coming out of his eyes, "A monster like you who made his fortune by devouring people, why do you think he is a false ancestor? You are not even worthy of carrying Lord Madara's shoes!"
Xuan didn't even look down at him.
With a flick of his fingers, a chakra beam whipped down like a whip, pinning the young man to the spot.
"Legend?" Xuan sneered, with pity for the clown in his eyes, "Chiyo, let him see the so-called 'truth'."
This is also part of the plan.
The holographic projection screen turned.
It was an extremely blurry, noisy black and white image - of course it was forged and synthesized by the system, but that didn't matter.
In the picture, war is raging, and a man wearing ancient armor from the Warring States Period, whose back looks like Madara Uchiha, is kneeling in embarrassment at the feet of a strong man whose whole body is shrouded in black mist.
With trembling hands, "Madara" dug out his own eyes respectfully, raised his hands above his head, and looked as humble as a dog.
The whole place was in an uproar.
"No... this is impossible..." The boy's pupils trembled violently, and the pain of the collapse of his faith was worse than the electric shock to his body.
"What you worship is just the slave of the stronger one." Xuan's voice coldly crushed everyone's self-esteem, "And here, Uchiha Clan doesn't need to kneel down."
As the last sentence fell, everyone's collars made a long beep.
The protocol update is completed.
The young man suddenly covered his head and groaned in pain.
As long as the name "Madara" flashes in his mind, his prefrontal cortex will be stimulated by a needle-like electric current, and a physiological dizziness will instantly deprive him of his ability to think.
It's not just him.
Thousands of people in the square looked pale and their bodies were crumbling.
That's "Thought Imprint" taking effect, carving fear into the neural reflex arc.
And deep in the mobile fortress thousands of meters above the ground, rows of huge biochemical culture tanks are emitting a faint green light.
Genetic embryonic development enters the third stage.
On those pale spines floating in the nutrient solution, metallic black interfaces are slowly growing out - they are biological slots prepared for direct connection to the "Fire Seal" amplifier.
In the new era, Uchiha Clan, even the body was born for obedience.
The crowd began to be driven away, like a herd of sheep with their backbones removed.
Chiyo Saori pushed up his glasses and walked quickly onto the high platform.
In her hand, she held a hot report that had just been printed. It was a few thin pages, but her fingertips were so hard that they turned white.
"Master," her voice was very low, with a subtle tremor, "Regarding the reverse genetic screening of all employees just now... the results are out. There is something wrong with the data, you'd better take a look for yourself."