The night wind in the desert was like a knife, picking up sand and hitting the tents in the camp, making a dull rustling sound.
Xuan sat cross-legged in silence, his Adam's apple was vibrating at a high speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. A sound wave that was so low that it was almost inaudible, but could make his soul tremble, spread from his mouth.
This is not a sound that humans can make, but the most primitive and closest to the origin of the roar simulated by analyzing the remaining consciousness of Gyūki.
Buzz--
Invisible ripples appeared in the air, as if a huge stone had been dropped on the calm lake.
Wherever the ripples passed, even the majestic and motionless sand dunes in the distance appeared to subside slightly. Several scorpions lurking under the sand emerged from the ground in horror, and then they seemed to be held down by invisible hands, freezing and motionless, completely losing their vitality.
Beside, Saori, who was wearing a white research suit, was staring intently at a crystal plate in his hand, with the complex energy flow pattern on it constantly being refreshed.
"The frequency has been stabilized at 47 Hz, and the fluctuation error is less than three thousandths." She pushed up her glasses, and the lenses reflected the shimmer of the crystal plate. Her tone was calm and precise, "Currently tested, it has been able to effectively affect the nervous system of all creatures within a radius of thirty meters, causing temporary paralysis or even death."
Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the low-frequency vibration stopped abruptly.
He took a deep breath, and the depressing atmosphere around him instantly dissipated.
He shook his head, with no look of satisfaction in his eyes. "It's not enough. What I want is not this kind of brutal intimidation and strangulation, but to make those high-ranking Tailed Beast instinctively... obey from the source of their bloodline and from the depths of their souls the moment they hear my voice."
His ambition has never been to become a simple strong man, but to become the rule itself.
At this moment, a sturdy figure walked quickly, it was Baba Tesshin who was in charge of intelligence.
He looked solemn and handed over a scroll. "Master Xuan, the latest trends of Hidden Leaf Village and Hidden Cloud Village. They are secretly negotiating to jointly trace the identity of the 'Black Mist Intruder', and... Kumogakure's hawks proposed to restart the 'Sharingan Hunting Order' that was abolished after Third Shinobi World War."
"Sharingan Hunting Order?" Xuan took the scroll and raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, "What they are afraid of is never that I killed a few losers, but that I awakened the sleeping monster."
His fingertips tapped lightly on the scroll, and a dynamic image emerged from his palm.
That was not a ninjutsu, but an ancient scene that he forcibly analyzed and reconstructed from Gyuki's huge, broken memory -
On the vast grassland, a man wearing a white robe and holding a tin staff turned his back to the people. In front of him were nine giant beasts of different shapes, exuding the aura of destroying heaven and earth.
The man spoke, his voice gentle but containing the undoubted power of law, and named the nine giant beasts one by one.
"Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu..."
Every time a name is uttered, a giant beast lowers its proud head, as if those simple syllables are an inescapable contract.
"The name is the oldest shackle in the world." Xuan whispered to himself, the light in his eyes getting deeper and deeper, "Sage of Six Paths can use it to lock Tailed Beast, and now, I can also bite one end of this chain."
Suddenly, in the corner of the camp, a member of the security team "Root Tongue" suddenly fell to his knees, his body twitching violently, as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible force.
His eyes rolled white, and he uttered a series of obscure and ancient syllables in his mouth. It was not the language of any known ninja village, nor was it the universal code language of Akatsuki.
"... Protocol No. 3... activate... the target, remove the source of memory pollution...Executors code name 'Thunder Eye'... coordinates, Hidden Cloud Village third secret room on the east side of the parliament hall..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Root Tongue member tilted his head and became completely silent.
Xuan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's!
He immediately recognized that this unique pronunciation structure and grammar originated from an ancient branch of the Uchiha Clan that had long since disappeared in the long river of history.
He instantly thought of the "Kagura Contract blood pattern" he had come into contact with, and an astonishing inference formed in his mind - inside Kumogakure, there is a secret organization passed down from generation to generation, an existence similar to "Watchers Council". Their mission is to monitor and eliminate any existence that may awaken bloodline heretics and touch the legacy of Six Paths!
"Thunder Eye..." Xuan chewed on this code name, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Saori quickly stepped forward to inspect the body and concluded. "It is some kind of spiritual backlash Cursed Seal. Once a specific keyword is triggered, it will self-destruct while transmitting information. It seems that our actions have touched their most sensitive nerves." She looked at Xuan and calmly analyzed. "Sir, if there really is a 'Thunder Eye' and the so-called 'Z Watchers Council', then this person must have a large amount of core information about the heritage of Eight-Tails, Sharingan and Six Paths. It is too risky to storm the Hidden Cloud Village council chamber, which will definitely alarm the entire Kumogakure, but we may... try it through the 'voice'."
"Does the sound penetrate?" Xuan nodded, this idea coincided with his.
He closed his eyes again, and this time, the chakra in his body moved in a completely different way.
The system interface emerged in his mind, and a line of instructions was activated by his thoughts - [Sound Wave Frequency Devouring] protocol, start!
He roared Gyuki again, but this time, the sound was highly compressed, distorted, and injected into a special black resonance stone made by Saori.
The voice was no longer a simple roar, but mixed with a call and resonance from ancient times.
"This is not an attack, it is a call." Xuan held the slightly vibrating resonance stone and said in a low voice, "I want him to think that it is Gyuki sleeping in his body, looking for a new master in his dream."
Three days later, a silver-white crow flew silently over the Land of Lightning continuous mountains, like a silver lightning, and accurately dropped the resonance stone into the ventilation shaft on the top of the Hidden Cloud Village parliament hall.
That night, a violent impact and suppressed roar came from the third secret room on the east side of the parliament hall, but it soon became quiet again.
Early the next morning, the Hidden Cloud Village ninja in charge of the guard was horrified to find that the adult code-named "Thunder Eye" had fallen unconscious on the cold ground of the secret room.
He was covered in cold sweat, and he just muttered a few words unconsciously, "... the name... the name is back... it recognizes... the new owner..."
What makes the guards even more horrified is that the eyeballs of Master "Thunder Eye"'s proud and insightful Three-Tomoe Sharingan are actually covered with tiny spider web-like cracks, as if they have been forcibly eroded and shattered from the inside by some invisible high-frequency vibration force!
In the desert camp thousands of miles away, Xuan slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Land of Lightning.
In his right eye, a vague prototype of a reincarnation pattern that seemed to be composed of countless small runes was slowly rotating with a mysterious rhythm.
In his mind, the cold system prompt sounded clearly:
"Word Spirit interference test was successful, the target's mental defense line has been defeated."
"Distance unlocked [Command-Level Sound Wave Manipulation], remaining number of demonstrations: 2."
The corners of Xuan's mouth raised slightly, and his voice was as soft as a gust of wind. "They built high walls, sealed history, massacred aliens, and tried to make the world stay within the rules they set forever... Unfortunately, they don't understand. As long as there is one voice that can penetrate this dead silence, the so-called old order will not be able to survive for a day."
At this moment, an ethereal and distant voice spanned the endless space and sounded directly in his heart.
That was the message sent by the blind monk Jueyue using a secret method. There was no greeting, no explanation, just one sentence without beginning or end.
"Nine Crow Calls, heralding the end of the old era. Now, only the last two rings have not been sounded - did you hear them?"
Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked up at the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky at some point. The clouds were as thick as lead and made people breathless.
He calmly answered the distant voice, "I heard it."
"That's... a funeral bell."
As soon as the words fell, the voice transmission from Jueyue also disappeared.
That death knell seemed to ring for the entire ninja world, but it seemed to drain away all the sounds in the world. Even the violent night wind held its breath at this moment.
The entire desert fell into a strange, heart-stopping absolute silence.