It was as if nothing had happened.
The universe's first World Martial Arts Tournament continued.
Only, the thoughts of many people had begun to turn strange.
Especially in the arena where Nagato was.
He sat there blankly in the arena, without moving for days.
It was as if nothing had anything to do with him, and the people of the Land of Shadow chose not to disturb him at this time.
Nagato's condition made some people eager to make a move, but when they thought of his Six Paths-level strength, no one dared to try in the end.
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse, let alone someone of the Six Paths who far surpassed a Dharma Body.
Quite a few people were also watching Nagato.
"Looks like this one has suffered quite a blow." Uchiha Shisui sat cross-legged in an arena.
Few people dared to step into his arena either. The title of Land of Shadow Legion Commander was no empty boast.
Though he did not hold much hope of winning the tournament himself.
"The Six Paths realm."
Uchiha Shisui withdrew his gaze. As for the black flames burning on Yahiko's body, there was no need to guess whose handiwork they were.
That dark power was far too absolute. Even though Chako also wielded Dark Flame,
her flames focused more on the power of burning, with darkness making up only part of it.
There was only one person who could have used the flames that killed Yahiko.
Uchiha Jin.
"I wonder what choice you'll make, Nagato."
Nagato, who had always wavered, would surely have to make a choice now.
Shisui knew how deep the bond between Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan was.
Just then, a figure slowly walked up from beneath the arena.
"Gurararara, though this old man