The gravely wounded "High Priest of the Jashin Cult" could barely fight back against Deva Path Pain.
"Banshō Ten'in!"
A powerful gravitational force dragged at his battered body, already weakened beyond endurance.
As the High Priest of the Jashin Cult drew closer, a meter-long black rod appeared in Deva Path Pain's hand.
He drove it straight through the High Priest's skull.
"Naraka Path successfully captured!"
Deva Path Pain brought the corpse of Naraka Path-the High Priest of the Jashin Cult-to an underground chamber somewhere in the Land of Rain.
During this time, Konan took on the duties of the Land of Rain's daimyo.
She called herself "Lady Angel" and declared that she would lead the entire Land of Rain into a peaceful age of wealth and prosperity.
While Nagato worked on the High Priest's corpse, no one stood guard beside him except Deva Path Pain, who was likewise a puppet.
A strange, writhing ball of flesh appeared in Nagato's hand, resembling Black Zetsu but without eyes.
Jing Xiu, posing as the "corpse," began to lose his composure.
He had intended to dispose of Nagato without a sound, but now it seemed he could only fight with everything he had.
Jing Xiu's eyes had remained closed for years.
Just as the strange ball of flesh was about to be stuffed into the High Priest's brain, they abruptly opened.
A sensation like a gentle breeze swept over Nagato, and even across the entire Land of Rain.
Nagato's mind went blank for a moment. In that instant, he had no idea what had happened.
He even forgot what he had been about to do.
The Mangekyo Sharingan in Jing Xiu's eyes spun, and Nagato's Divine Soul was pulled into "Yomi" in an instant.
Nagato's Divine Soul was moving uncontrollably toward the abyss within