"What exactly are you trying to do?"
Deva Path Pain stared through the clouds at the Mysterious Cloaked Man more than ten thousand meters above.
Different ocular techniques.
But abilities with the same origin.
For some reason, even Nagato wasn't entirely confident he could defeat him.
There was no helping it. With the power behind that sword strike, almost no ninja in the entire Shinobi World would dare claim they could take it head-on without suffering any damage.
But no matter what price he had to pay...
He had to capture the Eight-Tails and bring him back to the Akatsuki today.
Yemu said nothing.
He was thinking.
Although he was powerful now, he still didn't have enough puppets.
If he rashly started a war across the Shinobi World...
Conquering and unifying the entire Shinobi World would clearly still be difficult.
In that case, why not let the Akatsuki draw the great nations' attention while he built up more strength, then launch the war?
Seeing that Yemu hadn't spoken...
Deva Path Pain immediately seized the opportunity and sped away.
"They actually didn't fight?"
Kisame Hoshigaki felt a little disappointed.
As the saying went, watching powerful people fight was a unique sort of pleasure.
It was far more exciting than any television cartoon.
"We should leave too. Kumogakure is probably about to go crazy." After saying that, Uchiha Itachi dissolved into a flock of crows and vanished.
Kisame Hoshigaki nodded.
Kumogakure had suffered a devastating blow. Once it had put its affairs in order, it would undoubtedly throw the entire Shinobi World into a frenzy.
Yemu hadn't left yet.
Looking at Naruto, who was still rampaging in his six-tailed state, he decided to help him.
A purple gleam flashed through Yemu's Turning Eye.
He effortlessly entered Naruto Uzumaki's consciousness space.
At that