Riiip—!
It sounded like a massive sheet of coarse linen being violently torn apart beside his ears, the piercing shriek stabbing straight into his eardrums.
The wooden floorboards beneath Hyuga Xiao's feet trembled violently, groaning under the unbearable strain. The temperature in the air plummeted, and a strong scorched smell, like rock crushed under extreme pressure, rushed into his nose. The gale swept up fine wood chips and struck his face like concealed weapons, bringing searing pain.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the constantly cracking floorboards beneath him.
Within the azure vision of the Tenseigan, the chakra ley lines that had once flowed steadily now churned like boiling molten iron. Deep underground, the entrance to the passage that had slept for a thousand years was heaving like an awakened ancient beast.
What it exhaled was not air, but visible Spatial Turbulence rippling in gray-black waves!
Crack!
Inside the Ancestral Shrine below, fine cracks instantly spread across the surfaces of two thick load-bearing pillars, sending wood splinters flying everywhere.
A fierce wind rose from the ground. This was not a natural wind, but the horrifying pressure differential created by space being forcibly compressed.
Hyuga Hiashi, sprawled before the altar, was like a weightless bag of trash. His shriveled body, drained dry of chakra, was easily swept up by the gale and slammed hard against the damaged wall before sliding down like a heap of mud. His clouded eyes rolled upward in despair, but even the strength to scream was forcibly choked back into his withered chest by the wind pressure.
"Lord Xiao..."
At the center of the Ancestral Shrine, Hinata's silver-gray eyes were fixed on the wildly shaking stone floor beneath her feet. Her body, having only just completed its bloodline transformation, swayed before this disaster-like power. She