"Gen'yō, you're too arrogant. The clan leader's authority is not to be challenged!"
Elder Uchiha Shusa's fingers trembled. His voice carried unmistakable fear.
That enormous purple chakra arm had swept right over his head, the wind pressure stinging his aged face.
Uchiha Fugaku slowly rose. His previously placid eyes now burned with fierce fighting spirit.
As clan leader, if he failed to retaliate after a junior punched through the roof in front of everyone, the Uchiha would truly fall apart.
"Gen'yō, I also want to see just how far you've come after awakening Kamui in both eyes."
Fugaku spoke slowly, but every word was as heavy as iron.
His eyes snapped wide open. The three tomoe instantly joined together, forming the intricate pattern of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
An equally profound and violent surge of chakra rose within the ancestral hall.
Dark red energy churned wildly, forming an upper-bodied giant holding a longsword in the blink of an eye.
This was Fugaku's Susanoo. Though it had only an upper body, its oppressive presence forced the surrounding Jonin to retreat.
"Get back! Everyone, get back!"
Uchiha Yashiro shouted, leading the younger clan members against the wind pressure toward a corner.
The two Mangekyō-level surges of chakra collided in the air, producing piercing explosions.
The ancestral hall's wooden floor could not withstand the pressure, splintering with a series of teeth-grating cracks.
"Just what I wanted, Uncle Fugaku. If you can't even withstand this move, you won't have anything left to say about handing the Uchiha's future over to me, will you?"
Uchiha Gen'yō chuckled, his gaze frighteningly calm.
He formed no hand seals. He did not even take his hands out of his pockets.
The purple Susanoo behind him expanded again, thick armor covering its bones.
It was the nascent form of a Perfect Susanoo. Even only partially manifested, it stood a head taller than Fugaku's.
Clang!
The giants' fist and longsword slammed into each other.
The violent shock wave blew every door and window off the ancestral hall.
Fugaku's expression shifted slightly.
At the instant of impact, he felt as though his chakra had encountered a bottomless abyss.
Not only had his attack been blocked, but wave after wave of his chakra was inexplicably disappearing.
"This isn't just power. Is this the feel of space?"
Fugaku was inwardly horrified, but his movements did not slow. His Susanoo's longsword slashed through the night sky in a streak of red light.
Yet something bizarre happened.
The red-glowing longsword passed straight through Uchiha Gen'yō's body.
It was like slicing through an illusory projection.
Gen'yō still stood there, that faint trace of mockery lingering at the corner of his mouth.
"Clan leader, can your eyes see through to my position?"
Gen'yō's voice sounded beside Fugaku's ear.
Fugaku whipped his head around and discovered that Gen'yō had appeared inside his Susanoo at some unknown moment.
This was the stuff of Shinobi World legend!
Susanoo was known as the absolute defense. Breaking through it from within was impossible unless the opponent had mastered the truth of space.
"Right eye. Intangibility."
Gen'yō uttered the words indifferently.
He extended a finger and lightly touched Fugaku's shoulder.
In that instant, Fugaku felt as though his body had been immobilized. The surrounding space was compressing toward the center.
If Gen'yō wished, he could twist Fugaku's shoulder off and throw it into another dimension in the next second.
Cold sweat trickled down Fugaku's temples.
As a Mangekyō wielder himself, he understood the gap all too well.
This was not merely a difference in ocular power. It was domination on a dimensional level.
"I lost."
Fugaku sighed, the red glow slowly fading from his eyes.
The dark red Susanoo receded like the tide.
The entire hall fell into deathly silence again.
Every Uchiha clan member stared at the scene, dumbstruck.
Their clan leader, Fugaku, known as the Uchiha's strongest man, had actually conceded in less than a minute?
"Is this the power of Kamui?"
Shisui Uchiha stood to one side, his palms slick with sweat.
He had originally believed his Kotoamatsukami was invincible, but after seeing Gen'yō's ability to toy with space, he hesitated.
Could genjutsu really work against power like this?
Uchiha Gen'yō withdrew his chakra as well, and the purple giant dissipated into the air.
He regarded the row of trembling elders with an icy gaze.
"Now, does anyone still oppose my plan?"
No one spoke.
Even Uchiha Shusa, who usually loved throwing his seniority around more than anyone, lowered his head.
Truth really did lie only within Susanoo's range.
Had that punch landed on him, he would already have gone to meet Madara Uchiha.
"Since no one objects, let's discuss the details of our withdrawal."
Gen'yō sat down again, taking the central seat that had originally belonged to Fugaku.
Fugaku tacitly accepted all of this, obediently sitting behind Gen'yō and to one side.
At this moment, power within the Uchiha Clan changed hands in the most direct way possible.
"Withdrawing doesn't mean fleeing as refugees. We're taking everything we can carry."
"Money, scrolls, ninja tools, and our people."
Gen'yō lightly tapped his fingers on the table as the system's voice sounded in his mind.
Ding! Significant increase in clan cohesion detected. Clan Procreation Points +1,000! Main quest issued: Clan migration. Quest requirement: All members must reach Iwagakure safely, protecting the clan's seeds along the way. Reward: Sage Art Wood Release Trial Card.
Gen'yō was delighted. Wood Release? That's a god-tier skill for farming and building infrastructure later on.
It seemed the system wanted him to plant more trees, too.
"Lord Gen'yō, since we've decided to seek refuge with Iwagakure, Konoha will definitely try to stop us."
A young Jonin could not help speaking up to ask.
"That old fox Hiruzen Sarutobi won't just let us leave, never mind Danzo."
Gen'yō snorted coldly.
"Stop us? With what?"
"If they dare reach out, I'll chop their hands off."
"If they dare block our way, I'll tear down Konoha's gates and give them to Ōnoki as a greeting gift."
He swept his gaze across everyone, his tone turning utterly chilling.
"Spread the word. Every clan member is to start packing their valuables now. We leave in three days."
"In the meantime, I'll deal with all the flies."
As he spoke, Gen'yō's gaze suddenly drifted toward a patch of shadow outside the ancestral hall.
A cruel smile curved his lips.
"Shisui, how do you think we should deal with those Anbu rats outside the door?"
Shisui froze. He had not sensed them yet, but Gen'yō had already pinpointed their positions?
"Since they want to watch, let's give them their fill."
Gen'yō slowly stood, his figure gradually turning transparent inside the hall.
"Continue the meeting. I'm going to kill a few people. I'll be back shortly."
Before his words had faded, his figure vanished completely into another dimension.
Everyone in the hall felt a chill down their backs, especially Fugaku, who shook his head with a bitter smile.
He knew Konoha was destined to run with rivers of blood tonight.
This Uchiha madman truly intended to punch a hole through the heavens.
Could those Anbu assigned to watch them escape?