I'm the God of Saiyans-So What Kind of God Are You, Nagato?

After the rain, the forest air carried the fragrant scent of earth.

Uchiha Yu dragged Obito along like a bag of trash, heading straight for a rock wall covered in vines and slick moss.

He pushed aside those dying green curtains, revealing a dark, unremarkable cave entrance.

The instant he stepped inside, before the darkness had fully swallowed the outline of his vision, a faint sharp whistle—nearly drowned out by dripping water—pierced toward him!

It was a Paper Shuriken, folded sharp, swift, and silent, carrying chilling killing intent as it flew straight for Uchiha Yu's brow.

Its edge even drew a faint white line through the damp, cold air.

Uchiha Yu did not so much as lift an eyelid.

Bzzzt—!

An invisible, overwhelming repulsive force exploded outward from him!

The air was instantly compressed and twisted, releasing a muffled boom.

With a soft rip, the deadly Paper Shuriken was instantly crushed flat and flung away, splatting against the damp cave wall as a lifeless wad of paper pulp.

"Shinra Tensei?!"

A startled, cool female voice rang out from deeper within the cave's shadows.

Konan drifted out like a sheet of paper, her blue-violet eyes fixed on Uchiha Yu, filled with incomprehensible shock.

"How do you know that technique?!"

Uchiha Yu shook his hand, the corners of his mouth curving upward. His smile carried the indifference of one looking down on a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Shinra Tensei?" He chuckled, his voice echoing off the stone walls with a metallic texture. "That is not all I can do."

He tilted his head slightly. His scarlet Nine Tomoe Rinnegan glimmered eerily in the darkness, his gaze seeming to pierce through layers of rock and settle upon a skeletal man somewhere beyond.

"I can even easily accomplish things Nagato spent