Chapter 271: Breaking the Limit, Attaining the Bloodline Selection of Dojutsu!
In the night-shrouded Land of Frost, a desolate seaside town lay in ruins.
Due to the mobilization of the Hidden Cloud Army in recent days, this town—situated on the crucial route from the Land of Lightning to the Land of Hot Water—had become what it was now.
Dilapidated, barren, and deathly silent.
Spiderwebs stretched long from the shop signs on both sides of the street, dragging onto the ground. Anything valuable had long been looted from the stores, leaving only worthless trinkets scattered about in disarray.
There was no trace of human life—only a few seabirds hopped across the ground before suddenly flapping their wings, perching atop utility poles.
Tilting their heads, their pupils reflected the approaching traveler from afar.
At that moment—
A deep hunger jolted Uchiha Ci awake!
The sensation of waking up was peculiar. He couldn't see anything, yet it felt as if he could see everything.
His sense of touch, smell, hearing, and taste—these four faculties combined in a unique rhythm, painting a vivid picture of the world around him within his perception.
This was the evolved effect of his battle instinct, something that could be called—
[Mind Eye].
Uchiha Ci could distinctly sense himself being dragged along the desolate street.
The person hauling him showed no concern about whether he bumped into debris or sustained injuries.
Fortunately, the tattered inner armor on his body was sturdy enough, scraping against the ground with a harsh screech—
That's right.
Uchiha Ci remembered—his eyes had been gouged out, which was why he had lost his vision.
But—
He bared his teeth in confusion.
Then why does it feel like there are eyes in my sockets again?
And not just that—he could distinctly sense two pairs, four eyes in total.
It was a bizarre sensation.
He could feel his originally stolen Sharingan now reappearing in his eye sockets, yet they existed in a semi-transparent, illusory state.
If not for the pair of special eyes forcibly inserted into his sockets, his Sharingan should have materialized fully by now.
This was the power of his Mangekyō Sharingan dojutsu—Amenotokotachi!
Since losing his eyes was a disadvantage to him, his dojutsu forcibly reversed the event, replicating an identical pair of Sharingan from thirty minutes prior and restoring them to him.
Because thirty minutes ago, Uchiha Ci had yet to lose his eyes.
But now—
His original Sharingan was fusing with the newly implanted pair.
No—"fusion" wasn't quite the right word.
It was devouring!
His three-tomoe Sharingan was actively consuming this pair of so-called Blood Dragon Eyes—eating them!
Evolving toward an unknown, powerful state—one even more untamed than the Mangekyō Sharingan.
At the cellular level, his sclera, choroid, retina, iris, aqueous humor, lens, and vitreous body were all devouring each other!
Extracting the essence, discarding the dregs!
At a deeper level—at the fundamental structure of life itself, at the sequences of genetic inheritance, at the interactions of molecules, atoms, neutrons, and even more minuscule particles—
A relentless clash was taking place.
They collided, engaged in warfare, tore at each other, devoured each other!
Of course, there were failures. There were moments when the predator became prey and was consumed in turn.
But each time, the Amenotokotachi technique restored his tissues anew, allowing them to regroup, reorganize, and charge forward once more!
This was a war of primordial survival instinct!
A war born of coincidence—yet one destined to succeed.
And this—
This was the essence of Amenotokotachi—"to preserve all outcomes favorable to the caster!"
A realization dawned upon Uchiha Ci.
At this moment—
He was awakening a new kind of power—one that surpassed the imagination of the entire shinobi world.
It was the result of two distinct dojutsu-based Bloodline Limits colliding—
a fusion that ultimately evolved into something greater:
A Bloodline Selection of dojutsu!
And at this very moment, he also understood—the true nature of Bloodline Selection!
The answer had always been hidden within the name itself.
It was the elimination between Bloodline Limits!
The strong preying upon the weak, devouring them to grow even stronger.
The weak gathering in numbers, like a swarm of ants overwhelming an elephant, turning the tide and evolving into a greater force!
Only the final survivor—the one who breaks past all limits—could attain Bloodline Selection!
No wonder Ōnoki's Dust Release was so absurdly powerful—
It could disintegrate a person at the molecular level, slicing through even Susanoo like paper.
Uchiha Ci couldn't help but feel anticipation rising.
The evolution of the Blood Dragon Eyes—their unique path and effects—was strikingly similar to the Sharingan. Both were dojutsu specialized in genjutsu.
So, once these two dojutsu Bloodline Limits fused together, what new abilities would emerge?
A massive amplification of genjutsu?
Or perhaps enhancements in perception, chakra control, or Yin Release?
The Sharingan's pinnacle was the Mangekyō Sharingan, and two Mangekyō could achieve the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
Then—what would be born from the fusion of the Sharingan and Blood Dragon Eyes?
One question after another flooded Uchiha Ci's mind, forcing his thoughts into overdrive as he recalled everything that had happened to him—
But suddenly—
His expression drastically changed!
His face turned deathly pale in an instant!
As if a realization had struck him like a lightning bolt, Uchiha Ci began trembling violently.
Cold sweat drenched his palms, his heart clenched as if thousands of ants were gnawing at it—an unbearable agony!
He remembered!
He remembered!
The true owner of the Mangekyō technique etched onto his body—was Uchiha Setsuna!
And that old man—had fallen into the hands of the Third Raikage!
His Izanagi had failed! He had forgotten his own Mangekyō dojutsu!
And in the end—he sealed his final technique within Uchiha Ci's body!
Which meant—
That old man…
Was dead!?
Dead!
Dead!!
The mere thought of it—
"Grkkk—grkkk—grkkk—grkkk—"
Uchiha Ci's teeth chattered, his facial muscles convulsed, his fingers clenched into a tight fist, his features twisted—
His face became monstrous, terrifying, brimming with murderous intent and overwhelming regret!
Memories surged back—
The joys, the sorrows, the hardships he had shared—
An acrid heat filled his nose and throat, his brain felt like it was swelling with boiling blood, ready to explode!
Veins bulged from his forehead, pulsing with chakra, feeding into his eyes—
"RAIKAGE!!!"
In that instant—
His still-forming, uncontrollable new eyes flared crimson!
The rectangular black pupils of the Blood Dragon Eyes grew sharp—
Then, as they absorbed the surging natural energy, they elongated into vertical reptilian slits!
Finally—
A terrifying new dojutsu took form:
A crimson, star-shaped Mangekyō pattern, with three black tomoe spiraling around a pitch-black cross!
"——BOOM!!"
A sinister, terrifying, chaotic storm of chakra erupted around Uchiha Ci, surging skyward like a pillar of fire!
Something monstrous, lurking within these new eyes, was about to awaken!
"…Hmm?"
The young man dragging Uchiha Ci raised a brow at the disturbance.
Casually, he released his grip, tossing Uchiha Ci aside.
Then—
Amidst the raging winds, he leisurely picked up a stylish pair of rectangular sunglasses from the scattered debris, placed them over his eyes, and—
Oyashiro En's gaze darkened.
His expression contorted with rage as he fixed his stare upon Uchiha Ci's tear-streaked, blood-red eyes—
And roared:
"What?! You think making a pained face lets you act like some wild dog?!"
"Who the hell are you mourning for?! Me? Yourself? The dead?! Or do you think that expression alone will take you straight to your revenge?!"
"Enough!"
With a single motion—Oyashiro thrust out a palm and clenched his fingers—
His eyes turned blood-red.
In the next instant—
A massive Blood Dragon burst from behind him, let out a roar, and crashed down upon Uchiha Ci!
"Now—hand your thoughts to the Sage of Six Paths, and your body… to me!"
"Prisoner!"
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