The small countries that had once joined the Small Nations Alliance practically hated Akatsuki to the bone, feeling that they had been deceived.
Although Akatsuki ultimately withdrew from Kirigakure, Kirigakure had paid a tremendous price.
And that was only with the other four Great Ninja Villages sending people to help.
Yet none of this had anything to do with Ronglin anymore. At that moment, he was utterly immersed in his training, unable to pull himself away.
"This is how it should be done."
"No, no, the method is wrong."
"The deduction should work like this."
Within the sealed underground space of Wochao Village, Ronglin seemed like a madman talking to himself, constantly putting forth all kinds of theories only to overturn them bit by bit himself. During this time, his Power of Time was also rapidly growing.
Not far from Ronglin, several Black Rods lay scattered across the ground.
The Black Rods had been created by Ronglin unintentionally. They were a product born from the power of the Six Paths contained within the Rinnegan, and he could use them to comprehend and explore the path of the Six Paths.
He did not want to follow the path of Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Obito, so he could only strive to seek a breakthrough of his own.
Ronglin was now only one step away from the Six Paths. Perhaps he could cross that threshold with a single stroke of luck, or perhaps he would never be able to cross it in his lifetime.
Making Black Rods was easy, but using them to advance further was difficult.
After several fruitless attempts, Ronglin simply gave up and focused all his attention on the Power of Time. Time continued to slip away. Even Ronglin himself had not realized that he had remained motionless for a