At the edge of the Training Ground, Yahiko sat cross-legged, eyes closed as he regulated his breathing. Watching his teacher battle the three great apostles had deepened his understanding of the Three Colors of Yin Release. Behind those seemingly simple dodges, blocks, and counters lay exquisitely precise control over spiritual energy. He replayed those scenes in his mind, trying to glean a spark of inspiration for his training.
"Yahiko." Toyotomi Yinglang's voice came from behind him.
Yahiko opened his eyes, stood, and bowed his head respectfully. "Teacher."
"Go get Nagato." Toyotomi Yinglang's gaze fell on the bluestone slabs in the center of the Training Ground, devastated by the battle. "I have something to teach him."
Yahiko nodded and headed out of the Training Ground. A short while later, two figures approached from the entrance. Yahiko walked ahead, with Nagato following behind him. Nagato's dark red hair shone purplish-black in the glow of evil power. His Mangekyō Sharingan had faded, returning his eyes to their ordinary violet color. Yet a trace of puzzlement remained in his expression-what did his teacher want to teach him, calling him over so suddenly?
Konan had come along too, folding a paper crane in her hands, a hint of curiosity on her cool face. She said nothing, simply walking quietly to the edge of the Training Ground and finding a place to sit. The three great apostles had not left either. They withdrew to the edge of the Training Ground and sat cross-legged, their gazes fixed on the moon-white figure in its center. Lord Toyotomi had said he would teach his disciples, and they wanted to listen too-after all, the test just now had already given them a profound understanding of how terrifying the "Three Colors of Yin Release" were.
Toyotomi Yinglang stood in the center