After sailing for about half a day, the Yasha temporarily docked at an island roughly four hundred nautical miles away from Hachinosu.
This was a typical pirate island. There were no Marines, only various large and small pirate crews entrenched here, keeping each other in check to form a nation belonging to pirates.
The docking of the Yasha attracted many curious gazes, but no one dared to approach.
After all, that ship flew the flag of the Donquixote Family.
Naturally, the Shichibukai Donquixote held no prestige in front of the Four Emperors, but in the eyes of ordinary pirates, he was a great pirate who must not be provoked.
Otherwise, the Marines would not use the Shichibukai to keep the pirates on the sea in check.
Besides, the oppressive aura emanating from the people on the ship could be felt from half a street away.
Yoru stood at the edge of the pier, turned around to glance at the people on the ship, and said, "Father, bring the clansmen and everyone from the Akatsuki, and follow me."
Fugaku nodded and followed, with dozens of Uchiha elites behind him.
Pain, Konan, Deidara, Sasori, Hidan, Kisame, and the others leaped down the gunwale in succession.
Moria along with his zombie officers, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, and Aizen also followed up from behind.
The group walked to an abandoned pier at the end of the port.
There was no one around, only the sound of waves slapping against the wooden pilings.
Yoru stopped in his tracks, turned around, and swept his gaze over the crowd.
I will send everyone back to Konoha right now. The time wasted here has indeed been far too long.
With that, Yoru nodded to Pain as an apology.
He had only asked the members of the Akatsuki to come and