The Kunpeng Sage appeared, blasting two white jets of air from his nostrils and stirring up clouds of sand. His house-sized eyes looked down, reflecting the people before him.
"Speak, boy. Why have you summoned me?"
Itachi felt awed. Though this was not their first meeting, the sheer size of the being before him still exerted an unparalleled pressure.
"There's something I'd like to ask your help with."
"Please take me to the Main Battlefield."
Itachi spoke.
"You summoned me for something as trivial as a ride?"
The Kunpeng Sage sounded impatient.
"Sorry for the trouble!"
Itachi replied awkwardly.
Unlike the Three Great Sages, the Kunpeng Sage had been created by his teacher's own hands and was likewise an embodiment of pure power.
He had possessed formidable strength from the moment he was born. After all this time cultivating alone, no one knew just how powerful he had become.
"Climb on!"
The Kunpeng Sage spoke.
Itachi turned toward the Five Kage. Without further hesitation, everyone leaped onto Kunpeng's back.
The next instant, they felt the space ahead twist. When they looked down again, yellow sand obscured their vision, and they could already make out a densely packed army of ninja.
The figure standing at its very center made all their pupils contract.
"Madara!"
"There's no mistake. It really is him!"
Onoki cried out in shock.
Kakashi, Mei Terumi, Fugaku, and Gaara all grew solemn.
"It's our turn to step in!"
Sakumo placed his right hand on the Short Blade at his waist.
"This will be my first time fighting such a legendary figure!"
A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he spoke quietly.
A second later, the figures on Kunpeng's back flickered and vanished.
At the same time.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Several figures appeared before Madara in