Inside the tower, the sound of rain was deafening.
The stagnant water flowing through the steel pipes emitted a chilling, piercing noise.
In a dark corner of the hall.
Two huge, dark green, serrated pitcher plant leaves slowly emerged from beneath the hard steel ground.
The leaves are spread out.
It revealed the bizarre, half-black, half-white body inside.
It was Zetsu, a core member of the Akatsuki responsible for intelligence gathering throughout the entire Shinobi World.
On White Zetsu's half-pale, usually smiling face, now lay unusually covered in cold sweat and a comical sense of lingering fear.
And on Black Zetsu's face, half of it was as deep and black as mud.
The single eye, gleaming with a pale yellow light, looked so solemn it was almost as if it were about to drip water.
" Kakuzu is absolutely right, in fact... he's being conservative."
White Zetsu patted his chest and screamed, his voice filled with lingering fear:
"Me and my hundreds of Spore Clone followed them all the way from the outskirts of Konoha to the border of the Land of Rivers!"
"I witnessed firsthand all the atrocities that man committed in just a few days!"
In the hall.
The previously lifeless Deva Path of Pain slightly shifted its purple Rinnegan and landed on Zetsu.
The paper scraps swirling around Konan also came to a stop in mid-air.
"Zetsu, what did you see in Konoha?" Pain's voice was low and cold.
White Zetsu gestured wildly, as if describing to his companions an indescribable, world-destroying behemoth:
"At the Chunin Ninja Exams venue, One-Tail Shukaku from Sunagakure, went berserk and partially materialized!"
"A giant sand tanuki, tens of meters tall, overturned the entire stands!"
White Zetsu gasped, his voice piercingly sharp:
"As it turned out, that guy named Senju Kenya, wearing a pair of brightly colored floral shorts and shirtless, caught Shukaku with one hand!"
"Immediately afterwards, he leaped up and delivered a powerful tomahawk dunk, slamming One-Tail's head dozens of meters into the ground!"
"Riding on Shukaku's neck, he attacked left and right, beating that ferocious Tailed Beast until it cried and wailed, and then willingly shrunk back into its Jinchūriki body!!"
"This isn't over yet!"
White Zetsu didn't even have time to catch his breath, continuing to frantically pour out beans:
" Orochimaru used the Impure World Reincarnation to summon the First Hokage Hashirama Senju, and the Second Hokage Tobirama Senju!"
"As a result, Senju Kenya his hands together and summoned a gigantic Buddha, hundreds of meters tall, with thousands of black Iron Fist!"
"A barrage of dark punches not only shattered the Reanimated Body of the two previous Hokage into countless pieces of paper, but also, through the sheer force of the physical impact of the punches, reduced the control talismans in Orochimaru's mind to ashes!"
Orochimaru was forced to reveal his true form as the Eight-Headed Serpent, which Orochimaru forcibly pulled from the ground and used as a flail against a cliff, then chopped up, roasted, and ate on the spot!
"Finally, he carried a solid, Black Iron Wood weighing millions of kilograms, a hundred meters long, and raced through the daimyo's palace, breaking a pillar right in front of the daimyo. The daimyo of the Land of Fire was so terrified he wet his pants and offered a donation of five hundred million taels of gold!"
White Zetsu finished speaking in one breath.
Inside the entire empty, towering steel hall.
Dead silence.
They were plunged into a suffocating silence a hundred times more intense than before!
Kakuzu, who was lying on the ground, was still weeping bitterly for the 150 million taels of his private savings that he had lost.
After listening to White Zetsu's incredibly detailed and appalling on-site report...
Kakuzu trembled, and his crying stopped abruptly.
He wiped the snot and tears from his face and suddenly felt... he was actually quite lucky?!
At least he only lost money and had four hearts shattered.
Compared to Orochimaru, who was pulled out and roasted, and compared to One-Tail Shukaku.
He even managed to snag two shriveled, moldy rice balls from Senju Kenya for free!
On the high platform.
Deva Path Pain's godlike, indifferent face finally lost its absolute composure.
The black circular ripples in the Rinnegan trembled violently.
Based on his perspective and theological understanding.
Chakra is the spiritual bond connecting people, Ninjutsu is a power of rules created by the gods.
However.
All of this was demonstrated by Senju Kenya.
There are no elemental weaknesses or the precise circulation of Chakra pathways.
It's pure, brutal, and utterly unreasonable physical violence!
This fighting style relies purely on muscle hardness and the Fist Bone to overpower everything.
It almost completely shattered Pain's definition of "divine power" into a pile of dust!
Just then...
Black Zetsu, who had been silent and gloomy all along, finally spoke slowly.
The hoarse, shrill, and chilling voice was like countless grains of sand rubbing against bones.
" Pain, don't judge that guy by common sense."
"I have existed on this land for over a thousand years, witnessing all the rise and fall since the age of mythology."
On the half of Black Zetsu's face, as black as ink, a single eye flickered with an indescribable fear and depth:
"I am very familiar with Hashirama Senju from the Sengoku period."
"While the First's Wood Release was magnificent and powerful, it was a fusion of Sage Body and high-purity life force, and it still couldn't escape the category of Chakra nature."
"Even with the strongest physique, the First could not withstand the cuts of Famous Sword sword; it needed to rely on its powerful self-healing ability to repair itself."
Black Zetsu stared intently at Hidan's remains on the ground, his voice low and chilling:
"But the Senju Kenya... is completely different!"
"The layer of pitch-black substance covering his body, and the violent shockwaves that could shatter the void and shatter soul control."
"Throughout the thousand-year history of the Shinobi World, I have searched through all the ancient texts and secrets, and I have never seen a single record of it!"
"That's not the power of Asura's bloodline at all, nor does it belong to any branch of the God Tree 'Chakra!"
Black Zetsu's scheming heart, which had been hidden in the shadows and manipulating the grand scheme of things for a thousand years, felt an unprecedented sense of loss of control and panic at this moment!
For Black Zetsu...
No matter how much trouble the reincarnations of Indra and Asura, it's all within his chessboard.
No matter how arrogant Madara Uchiha, he was still a puppet he had carefully woven.
But the Senju Kenya...
This is a purely physical, world-destroying hammer that appeared out of nowhere and smashed into the chessboard!
He doesn't concern himself with politics, doesn't create obstacles, and doesn't believe in grand principles.
Anyone who dares to block my way, I'll smash them to pieces with one punch!
This is an ultimate anomaly that transcends the common sense and laws of the Shinobi World.
If we allow it to continue growing and running rampant...
He had been planning this grand scheme for a thousand years, and had finally laid the groundwork for the final stage: the resurrection of his mother, Otsutsuki Kaguya.
There's a real chance that he'll be completely smashed into pieces along with the chessboard by Senju Kenya's unreasonable Iron Fist!
"This is an absolute anomaly, existing outside of cause and effect!"
Black Zetsu gritted his teeth, his single eye flashing with a crazed killing intent and apprehension.
"We can't treat him like an ordinary ninja."
"Until you figure out the true source of his hardened black defense and terrifying strength, even you, Pain... must not easily confront him head-on!"
Before he could finish speaking...
The once frozen and lifeless void in the middle of the hall.
Suddenly, without warning, a violent and bizarre spatial ripple arose.
Like a bottomless black vortex, it silently spun in the air.
A figure wearing an orange single-eyed tiger-skin mask and a black robe with red clouds slowly emerged halfway from the Kamui void.
The Sharingan, hidden deep within the circular hole of the mask, coldly swept across everything in the hall.
He heard every single battle report and Black Zetsu's terrified analysis.
Beneath the mask.
Obito Uchiha recalled his grand plan, which he had been scheming for many years, to systematically collect the Nine Tailed Beasts and create a dream world.
Then look at the old Shinobi World order, smashed into a pile of scrap metal by Senju Kenya.