Among the ruins, Torune Aburame was like a stiff corpse, lying motionless in the rubble. Only the recorder in front of him, composed of countless nanoscale Kikaichū, was shining with a faint blue light.
He had remained in this position for more than three hours, the chill seeping into his bones along the rock, but he was unaware of it.
On the light screen, the scene of the so-called "Godheart" exploding was slowed down a thousand times and played repeatedly.
Every surge of energy and every trajectory of chakra particles are accurately captured and digitized by Kikaichū.
At first, everything went as expected - a release of energy that could be described as devastating.
But when he analyzed the scene in the core area to the limit, a detail that was enough to overturn everyone's perception pierced his thinking like a poisonous thorn.
"No... no!" He growled hoarsely, his pupils suddenly contracting.
In the picture, the heart did not emit a devastating shock wave as expected at the last moment of its shattering.
On the contrary, the majestic energy that should have destroyed everything seemed to be grabbed by the throat by an invisible big hand. In a way that violated the laws of physics, it instantly collapsed inward and was "absorbed" back to the depths of the earth by a deeper and more indescribable force!
It felt like boiling water was suddenly drained of heat and instantly solidified into ice.
That was not a failed explosion, but a perfect recovery!
Torune Aburame's breathing became rapid, and a terrifying thought exploded in his mind.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, ran his fingertips across the cold light screen, and murmured to himself, his voice full of awe and fear. "It's not that the god is dead... did someone... take it away?"
At this moment, he finally understood.
The "miracle coming" that shocked the entire Shinobi World was not intended to create a god from beginning to end, but was a huge, carefully orchestrated scam.
A cognitive control targeting all powerful people in Shinobi World!
All of them were being manipulated by the being hiding behind the scenes.
At the same time, in an abandoned supply station dozens of miles away, under the dim emergency lights, Chiyo Saori was quickly dismantling a complex metal device with a pair of dexterous hands.
The core of the device is a crystal module that exudes weak chakra fluctuations, which is the key to Xuan's plan - "Resonator".
"Master Saori, the risk for us to do this is too great." Baba Tesshin was bandaging the wound on his arm, frowning, "Once Madara Uchiha and that Masked Man join forces, we will not be able to compete with our current strength."
"Tie Xin, don't you understand yet?" Chiyo Saori didn't even raise his head, his movements were smooth and fluid, but his tone was as cold as iron, "Master Xuan didn't need them to really believe in the existence of 'gods' from the beginning. What he needed was to make them doubt what they believed in in the past. Everything." She paused and took out a chip the size of a fingernail from her arms. An extremely complex Sharingan pattern was carved on it using micro-carving technology. "When a person's faith has a crack, any tiny external force can completely collapse it."
Baba Tesshin looked at the chip and felt something ominous.
Chiyo Saori raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and accurately inserted the chip into the card slot of a communication jammer.
"As for Madara and Obito teaming up? Oh, then they will never be able to join forces." She lightly activated the device, and an invisible signal instantly merged into the chakra aftermath that still filled the battlefield.
"This is..."
"Silver Crow's memory fragment copy." Saori explained calmly, "The most precious thing that Master Xuan extracted from his brain. It can perfectly simulate the voice frequency and chakra fluctuations of the woman named 'Lin'. Now, this 'gift' has been sent to the ears of one of them."
On top of a bottomless fractured canyon, Xuan's figure stood quietly on the edge of the cliff like a ghost.
The strong wind blew his black robe, making a rustling sound.
He closed his eyes, as if he was merging with this dead world.
A few seconds later, his right eye slowly opened. It was not Sharingan, nor Rinnegan, but a strange pace that was as deep as a black hole with a red cross star embedded in the center.
[Myriad Phenomena Return to the Eye·titlexu]!
The moment his pupil power was activated, the whole world took on a different look in his field of vision.
The traces of chakra remaining in the air, flowing in the earth, and in all living things within dozens of miles were like an intricate star map, clearly reflected in his mind.
He is waiting for someone, waiting for someone who will inevitably come.
Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, the space in front of him distorted without warning, forming a Uzumaki Clan.
The figure of Obito Uchiha staggered out. The mask on his face was half broken, and the Sharingan exposed was covered with bloodshot eyes.
"Who... are you?!" Obito stared at Xuan and roared hoarsely, "Why are you trying to imitate her voice?!"
At the last moment when last night's earth-shattering "oracle" dissipated, an almost imperceptible phantom voice entered his mind like a dream, clearly calling his name - "Obito".
That was Lin's voice, a voice engraved deep in his soul that could never be mistaken!
This voice was more real and cruel than the "Eye of the Moon world" that Madara described to him.
Xuan's face was hidden in the shadows, his expression was calm, and his tone was as indifferent as if he was stating a fact. "I'm not imitating. I'm just letting you hear what you have always longed to hear deep down in your heart, but have never dared to listen."
He took a step forward and stared directly into Obito's chaotic heart with his scarlet pupils. "You have known for a long time that the so-called 'Eye of the Moon' plan is just a lie to yourself and others, right? Otherwise, why would there be cracks in your Rinnegan?"
Obito heard this and his whole body was shaken violently, as if he was struck by lightning!
He subconsciously reached out his hand and covered his left eye.
A severe stinging sensation came. Just as Xuan said, since yesterday, an extremely fine spiderweb-like crack has appeared on the Rinnegan he transplanted. No matter how he used the power of Yin–Yang Release to repair it, it could not be healed.
This is proof that his heart is shaken!
"Did you do it?!" Obito was completely furious, and several Truth-Seeking Orb as black as ink instantly appeared behind him, emitting a terrifying aura that could annihilate all things.
However, facing this power that was enough to make the strong Kage Level tremble, Xuan just let out a contemptuous sneer.
"Me?" He slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Obito, "It was never me who could hurt you. It was your own doubts and betrayal." His voice seemed to have magic power, and every word hit Obito's most fragile nerves accurately. "I can make you hear the 'truth', and naturally... let the whole world hear your betrayal."
At the same time, deep in the temporary camp of the "Akatsuki" organization, Madara Uchiha was sitting cross-legged in front of a pile of ancient scrolls, trying to find clues about the "Red-Eyed God" last night from the Uchiha Clan's forbidden secrets.
Suddenly, a sharp pain that seemed to come from his soul exploded from his chest, making him, a legendary ninja who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but groan.
He lowered his head suddenly and spread out his palms.
I saw a crimson brand slowly emerging in the palm of my hand. The shape of the brand was exactly the same as the strange cross-star pupil in Xuan You's eye above the canyon!
A cold, out-of-this-world voice quietly sounded in his mind, "The reverse beacon has been activated: the target [Madara Uchiha] has been marked, and its chakra fluctuations can be tracked in real time. Source of contamination: Divine Tree gene chain. Implantation time: unknown."
It turns out that as early as when Xuan devoured the first batch of White Zetsu, he had already quietly implanted an undetectable tracking beacon from another dimension into the gene chain of its parent body, Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
Now, as Madara's connection with Divine Tree deepens day by day, this "gift" has finally been deeply imprinted on his soul through the transmission of chakra.
He became a torch in the dark night, and every move he made was under Xuan's control.
Above the canyon, Obito finally made no move.
Xuan's words "Let the whole world hear your betrayal" were like a shackle, tightly locking his actions.
Full of anger and fear, he activated Kamui again, and his body twisted and disappeared from the place.
Xuan looked at the direction in which he was retreating in embarrassment, and the corner of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc.
He knew that the real division had begun.
Madara will be afraid of this mysterious enemy who can affect Obito's mind, and Obito will be afraid that he will become a pawn in the fight between Madara and this new enemy.
Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, they will multiply wildly.
At this moment, Chiyo Saori's encrypted message came through the spiritual link. "Master Xuan, the latest information, Konoha High Command has secretly held an emergency meeting of Five Kage, and the preliminary judgment is that 'Godheart's loss of control is related to Ten-Tails. Shikaku Nara advocates uniting the power of the entire Shinobi World to initiate the sealing of Ten-Tails in advance at all costs."
"Great." Xuan's smile deepened, "Let them rush to deliver the last chips to my card table."
He turned around and walked slowly into the thick fog behind him, his figure gradually blurring.
On the cliff where he had just stood, a line of handwriting written in blood quietly emerged in the wind, exuding an ominous aura:
"The script hasn't been finalized yet, so don't grab the lines."
The wind howled like the wail of a dead soul.
This storm set off by Xuan Yiyi is sweeping the entire Shinobi World with an unstoppable force.
And in the center of the storm, two chess pieces that had already been buried with cracks were inevitably destined to collide Earth Flow.
The mark on Madara Uchiha's palm was scorching hot, and he could feel a will that was not his own trying to pry into his heart; while Obito Uchiha, who fled back to the base, repeatedly recalled Xuan's words, and the crack on Rinnegan seemed to have expanded a little.
They all vaguely felt that some kind of change had occurred in the other party that they could not control.
This change is inextricably linked to the "miracle" that shook the world last night.
They all want to know whether the legendary "Red-Eyed God" is a legend of nothingness or a new master who is about to come.