"Not all of it." Sasuke's gaze swept over the shrine's closed doors and the seemingly empty courtyard around them, and he said in a low voice,
"Only a portion of relatively important ninjutsu scrolls and family history archives dating back a long time are kept here."
"The artifacts truly regarded as 'treasures', or certain special forbidden technique carriers, are kept personally by the four elders."
He signaled Naruko to stop. "Don't go any further. A couple more steps, and you'll trigger the first-layer perception barrier."
Naruko immediately and obediently stood in place, watching as Sasuke took a deep breath and his hands began to form seals.
His movements were not fast, yet unusually steady. Faint chakra fluctuations belonging to the Uchiha flowed from his fingertips, slowly blending into the seemingly empty air ahead with a specific rhythm and frequency.
As he completed his final hand seal, the space ahead rippled with an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible-to-the-naked-eye tremor like the surface of water, and then, a sense of a formless barrier quietly dissipated.
Sasuke slowly exhaled a breath, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly.
It seemed the barrier structure and removal methods of this world had not changed.
He thought silently to himself, a trace of relief flashing through his mind.
In the other spacetime, after the Uchiha clan's annihilation, this area was sealed off, and those complex barriers became prime research and practice objects for the Konoha Sealing Team.
As for himself back then, single-mindedly bent on revenge and having once snuck in trying to find the clan's relics, he had forcibly memorized the structures and removal keys of most barriers through countless failed attempts and covert observations.
He never expected that period of memory filled with humiliation and obsession would now become a key.
"Whoa!" Naruko watched from the side