"This must be Jashin, right? I wonder what would happen if I swallowed this thing."
Even Uchiha Gen himself did not know how strong his soul had become. He only knew that, without using the Sharingan, he could directly ignore any genjutsu below B-rank. After all, genjutsu mainly disrupted the opponent's Chakra, causing errors in their perception and awareness.
"Genjutsu! Nirvana Temple Technique!"
Standing in the shadows, Uchiha Gen raised his middle and index fingers. Countless feathers slowly drifted down from the sky. Before the cultists could understand what was happening, overwhelming drowsiness crashed over them, and they toppled to the ground in every direction.
Uchiha Gen cautiously created another Shadow Clone Technique, while his main body walked onto the altar.
"This Jashin should be among the weakest soul entities in Naruto. That Old Man Six Paths has been doing nothing but nonsense underground, letting these things run around causing trouble."
He held out his hand and casually cut open his palm. Blood flowed into the pool. Uchiha Gen saw clearly that Jashin within the statue even revealed a strange expression, as though puzzled that there were two sacrifices today.
"It's here!"
Black patterns visibly crawled across his skin. Uchiha Gen felt his head grow heavy, then gradually sank into darkness. An intense sensation of separation came over him, but a few seconds later, he immediately regained consciousness.
A transparent humanoid phantom floated out of Uchiha Gen's body. He wore a Divine Robe, with long, slender hair draped behind his back. Fluorescent motes glimmered around him, making him look like a god.
"So this is what it feels like for the soul to leave the body?" Uchiha Gen looked up at Jashin, whose mouth hung open in shock, and smiled. "Look at you. If you killed me, I'd be just