Shinobi World No. 1.
Spring, Year 47 of Konoha.
Land of Rain, Jashin Cult Headquarters, Side Hall.
Dark red light slowly circulated through the Side Hall, stretching the four figures' shadows long. Toyotomi Yinglang sat cross-legged on a stone platform, his moon-white kariginu gleaming coldly in the light. Three pale golden orbs condensed from the power of dragon essence floated before him. Within each orb, countless tiny runes circulated, collided, and merged, as though working through some immensely complex set of rules.
Nagato sat cross-legged opposite him. His Mangekyō Sharingan had faded, returning his eyes to their ordinary violet color, but his gaze remained sharp, fixed intently on the three orbs. Yahiko stood by the window with his arms folded, his short orange hair particularly striking in the dimness. Konan sat beside the window, folding a paper crane, its wings trembling slightly between her fingertips.
"Teacher, what will you teach us today?" Nagato asked respectfully.
Toyotomi Yinglang raised his hand, and the three pale golden orbs slowly flew toward the three of them, hovering in midair.
"The three colors," he said calmly. "The three colors of Yin Release."
All three turned their eyes to the orbs. Within them, the runes circulated faster and faster, as though undergoing some extraordinarily complex evolution. Yahiko frowned slightly. "The three colors... what are they?"
"The three colors are Mind's Eye Style, Shadow Armor Style, and Emperor Style." Toyotomi Yinglang's voice echoed through the Side Hall. "They are also known as the color of observation, the color of armament, and the color of the Supreme King. All three are founded on Yin Release, with spiritual energy at their core, extending outward along three entirely different paths of power."
He held up one finger.
"The first color, Yin Release: Color of Observation, is also called Mind's