Clang! Clang! Clang!
Even after being blasted away by the repulsive force, the hairs still left a web of cracks when they struck the ground.
The six men coordinated their strength perfectly. Whenever Jiraiya tried to launch a surprise attack, they reacted immediately, leaving him deeply puzzled.
"Why do these six feel like one person?"
By now, Jiraiya had gathered considerable intelligence, especially concerning the Rinnegan. Yet in some ways, these opponents were even more troublesome than Muzan.
"What monsters. I never imagined that I, Jiraiya, would one day raise such a terrifying disciple. Unfortunately, he was completely different from what the Great Toad Sage foretold. Rather than bringing peace to the Shinobi World, he had joined Blood Moon in creating one horrific disaster after another."
Jiraiya had to bear the bitter consequences. Both the founding of the Akatsuki and Muzan's Sage Mode had originated from him.
While Pain and Jiraiya fought below, Muzan stood proudly above them, watching their battle as he analyzed Pain's strength.
"As expected of the Sage's Eyes. But Nagato, hiding in the shadows, probably can't sustain this for long."
After all, they were not his own eyes. Muzan also had to ensure that Nagato did not overexert himself, or Black Zetsu lurking in the shadows would never let such a good opportunity pass.
Now was not the time for the Uchiha or the Ōtsutsuki to appear in the Shinobi World. At the very least, neither side could emerge before Muzan unified the Shinobi World!
"Something's wrong."
Muzan sensed a slight distortion in the surrounding space. If not for his brain processing the visual information, he might not have noticed anything unusual.
"Strange."
That bizarre sense of discord filled Muzan with doubt, and the chakra in his brain became chaotic.
"So someone managed to cast a