Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

"Six hundred billion explosive tags." Xiao Nan's voice was low and calm. "Enough to make this ocean burn for three days and three nights. Whether you hide underwater or in another dimension, you will be blown to dust."

She moved her fingertips slightly.

The first detonator was triggered. Then, the second, the third, the hundredth… In an instant, the once calm, mirror-like sea surface abruptly opened its eyes like a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia, unleashing a heatwave powerful enough to tear the sky apart. Shockwaves piled up, surged, and exploded layer by layer, with tens of thousands of detonators ignited every second. The sea surface within several kilometers was churned and churned, waves evaporated into a white mist by the intense heat, reefs shattered, and the seawater boiled, transforming the entire area into a scene of apocalyptic hell. The roar even reached the coastline dozens of miles away, leading the residents of those fishing villages to believe that the heavens and earth had collapsed.

The power of six hundred billion detonating tags was unleashed within minutes.

When the sea returned to calm, the original topography of that area had been completely rewritten—the islands had vanished, the waves had receded, and large areas of the seabed were exposed. Xiao Nan, slightly out of breath, looked at the scorched seabed. However, where her gaze fell, a black figure slowly rose from the smoke, its clothes tattered and its skin badly burned, yet it was still alive.

"Impossible..." Xiao Nan's pupils shrank sharply.

Obito raised his face, distorted by the burns, a near-mad calm in his single, blood-red eye. The spare Sharingan he held in his right palm was slowly closing—Izanagi, once again rewriting his inevitable demise. The spare eye he had nurtured at countless costs was now exhausted, blinded, shattered, and falling away.

"You have indeed been preparing for a long time." Obito's voice was hoarse, broken by the smoke and dust, "but your biggest mistake is that you can only kill me once."

As he spoke, his figure appeared behind Xiao Nan. A black rod materialized in his still-functioning hand, like a venomous snake's tongue, aimed directly at Xiao Nan's back. The speed was too fast, the distance too close; Xiao Nan's paper wings didn't even have time to re-deploy their defensive barrier—at the critical moment, a silver-white light suddenly shone from the void, swift as thunder, leaving a long trail reminiscent of a flying thunder god technique, precisely appearing behind Xiao Nan.

A long, strong hand suddenly pierced through the air and gripped the blade of the black rod tightly.

"You're really underestimating me."

Uchiha Yao's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a pressure so intense it seemed to freeze the air. He tightened his grip on the black rod, and the weapon, powerful enough to pierce Susanoo, snapped in two with a cracking sound. Obito's body was abruptly pulled back dozens of feet, landing on a bare seabed reef, staring in astonishment at the figure that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Flying Thunder God Technique... When did you set up this technique?" Obito's voice was as cold as water.

"Your mouse-like stealth was excellent, so naturally I had to do my homework too." Yao casually tossed aside the broken black rod and turned to look at Xiao Nan. She had a shallow abrasion on her back, not fatal, but her pale face already showed a layer of exhaustion. He gently held her shoulder, shielding her behind him. "Six hundred billion explosive tags, what a grand scheme. It's just a pity that the person you're facing is even more shameless than you think."

Xiao Nan bit her lower lip and didn't speak, but there was a complicated look in her eyes.

Obito sneered, "Uchiha You, you stole my Sharingan collection, and now you want to steal my people?"

"Your people?" Yao turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping over Obito's distorted face. His voice carried an icy contempt. "Obito, do you still have the nerve to call yourself an Uchiha? You gouged out the eyes of your clansmen, used their eyeballs as expendable resources, and treated the entire Night of the Clan Massacre as a pawn in a game of chess. You don't even have the most basic principles of an Uchiha."

Obito's expression suddenly darkened. You, however, seemed oblivious to his reaction and continued, "You know what? In your secret room, I saw some very interesting things. Besides a whole wall of Sharingan, there was a hidden chamber protected by layers of sealing devices. I remember there was a female corpse locked inside that chamber."

Obito's body stiffened abruptly. He was as if nailed to the spot by an invisible nail, the pupil in his single eye contracting violently. The secret he had kept hidden for countless years, the name he had never uttered to anyone, not even in his dreams, was spoken lightly by the man before him in a casual, nonchalant tone, like a sharp blade slicing open the deepest wound in his heart.

"You..." Obito's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, each word trembling, "If you dare touch her, I'll make you regret being born."

"Her name is Nohara Rin, right?" You didn't stop, her voice still calm, yet piercing Obito's heart like nails. "The girl you loved since childhood, the source of your obsession to overthrow the entire ninja world because of her death. You hid her in such a secluded place, guarding that secret day after day, afraid of letting her suffer even the slightest harm. But have you ever thought... if she knew what you did today—gouging out your family's eyes, altering your comrades' will, using someone else's dreams to pave the way for your revenge—wouldn't she think you were pathetic?"

"Shut up!" Obito roared, his aura exploding in an instant, like a wild beast whose cubs had been robbed. He pounced on Uchiha Yao, his hands gathering two incredibly dense spiral chakra balls, unleashing a devastating attack. At that moment, the facade he had always maintained, concealed by a cold mask, shattered completely, revealing only his most primal rage and madness.

Yao slightly raised his hand. A transparent, light blue barrier materialized before him, calmly blocking the two powerful forces capable of leveling mountains. Ripples spread across the surface of the water barrier, but there was no sign of it breaking. Obito's attack was like hitting an insurmountable mountain; with his current diminished eye power and condition, he couldn't advance an inch.

"Your obsession shouldn't be expressed this way." Yao didn't retaliate, but simply looked quietly at the man in front of him who had fallen into madness. "Lin once hoped for world peace, and everything you're doing is going against her true wish. You're no longer her, Obito. You've become a madman who only uses the dead as an excuse."

Obito roared, pounding the water barrier with punch after punch until his single eye was bloodshot, his breath heaving violently, and his body drenched as if he had been pulled from the water. The remaining ninja from Amegakure who were watching this scene from afar were all silent with fear.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the epic battle on the sea, an imperceptible, pitch-black shadow was silently and rapidly moving in another direction along the seabed. Black Zetsu. Like a lurking black eel, it swam along the seabed past the perimeter of the battlefield, bypassing the detection range of all sensory ninjas, and finally emerged from a shallow area, silently approaching the reef behind where Nagato was located.

Nagato's attention was entirely focused on the two figures locked in fierce combat on the distant sea. He stood upright, the first-generation potion slowly repairing his long-parched meridians. In that brief moment of distraction, a jet-black arm silently emerged from a crack in the rocks beneath his feet, coiling around the back of his neck like a venomous snake.

Nagato's pupils contracted sharply as he tried to mobilize his chakra to resist, but the power of his Rinnegan seemed to be suppressed by something at that moment. Black Zetsu's fingers precisely gripped the Rinnegan in his eye sockets, the movement so fast it was almost instantaneous. Nagato let out a suppressed groan as his right Rinnegan was completely plucked out. The moment the eyeball fell into Black Zetsu's palm, it was enveloped in a layer of pitch-black substance. Worse still, when Black Zetsu failed to remove the left eye, he instead injected the black substance into Nagato's remaining eye socket, polluting the Rinnegan's power pathways.

Everything happened so fast that even Xiao Nan, who was far away, didn't have time to turn around.

"Nagato—!" By the time Konan finally noticed the anomaly on the reef behind her, Black Zetsu's dark figure had already disappeared back beneath the surface of the sea. She took two steps and suddenly stopped—because Uchiha You had blocked her way.

"Don't chase after them." Yao's voice was so calm it was almost indifferent, but he looked in the direction where Black Zetsu had disappeared and didn't try to stop him any further. "Let that Rinnegan go. Obito got it and thought he had a trump card to turn the tide. But he didn't know that the most interesting situation is when someone who thinks they are in control of the game suddenly becomes someone else's pawn."

Xiao Nan turned around abruptly, staring into Yao's eyes: "You clearly had enough time—why didn't you act sooner?"

"Because Nagato needed to lose that eye." Yao looked at her, his voice calm and unhurried. "That Rinnegan was a pawn of Obito and the Otsutsuki clan. If it remained within Nagato, he could never truly control his own destiny. Now that it's been taken away, although the price is painful, it has freed him from the manipulation of the Outer Path. He has the bloodline of the Uzumaki clan, and the residual power of the Rinnegan has already activated his body. He is still powerful and no longer needs to be a puppet being controlled."

Konan remained silent for a long time, slowly shedding her sharp aura. She glanced one last time in the direction of Nagato and whispered, "I hope you're right."

Nagato sat on the rocks, his right eye socket empty, his left Rinnegan, now corrupted, gradually losing its luster. He covered his face with his hands, breathing heavily, before slowly lowering them after a long while. Orochimaru silently slipped out from a dark corner, squatted down in front of him, a hint of curiosity on his pale face: "Tsk tsk, having your eyes gouged out doesn't feel good, does it? Come, come, I'll give you a new pair. Although they can't compare to the divine power of the Rinnegan, they're still top-quality."

He took out a pair of ordinary Sharingan eyes, which he had collected and researched over the years as spares. Nagato did not refuse, allowing Orochimaru to perform the eye transplant surgery on him. As the ordinary eyes were implanted into his eye sockets, he gently closed his eyes, feeling the power within him that had been reborn thanks to the First Hokage's serum.

He opened his eyes, and a light that didn't belong to the Rinnegan flickered in his ordinary eyes. Although he had lost the Rinnegan, the Uzumaki bloodline within him had been activated by it. Techniques like Shinra Tensei and Eijin Ten'in had left indelible marks on his body, as if those skills had become instinctive. Although he could no longer use super S-rank techniques like Chibaku Tensei, with his current strength, he was still capable of contending with any of the Five Kage.

"These eyes... are enough." Nagato's voice was hoarse but steady as he looked towards the horizon. "Obito... what you owe me, I will take back with my own hands."

After the smoke of battle cleared, Amegakure changed its flag.

Uchiha You did not attack Nagato again, but instead, in a manner almost like a transaction, designated Amegakure as his temporary base. Nagato neither refused nor agreed; he simply sat atop the tower, silently observing the Land of Rain he had protected for half his life, as if weighing a new option. Konan remained by You's side, both to observe and to monitor him.

Deep within a desolate mountain range, Obito stumbled into a massive, sealed cave. Countless white cocoon-like objects hung from the cave walls, each containing a slumbering White Zetsu. This was the largest hidden force in the entire ninja world—the 100,000 White Zetsu. Deep within the cave, a colossal Gedo Mazo, like an ancient beast, knelt silently in the darkness, like a statue.

Obito, panting, looked at the Gedo Mazo and clenched the Rinnegan in his hand. The eyeball trembled slightly in his palm, and the black membrane left by Black Zetsu had faded, revealing a strange red ripple.

"I haven't lost yet." Obito's voice was deep and firm. He looked up at the endless darkness above him without turning around. "I still have 100,000 White Zetsu, the Gedo Mazo, and this Rinnegan... The closer we get to the end, the more unpredictable the outcome becomes."

A black figure silently slid out of the shadows and landed behind Obito. Black Zetsu stood silently in the darkness, a strange smile on his twisted face. In his hand he held an ancient scroll, beside which lay a pale, bespectacled young man bound and unable to move.

"I've brought back what you wanted." Black Zetsu's voice was like a sinister murmur. "Kabuto Yakushi, and the complete Edo Tensei scroll."

Obito slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the yellowed scroll of paper. After a moment, his low, cold laugh echoed through the empty underground cave: "Then prepare. Let Madara return... to end all of this."

Meanwhile, in the Land of Iron, at the venue of the Five Kage Summit.

Around the massive stone round table, five chairs representing their respective great nations were arranged in a row. The Mizukage, Mei Terumi, held a cup of tea, a faint smile on her face; the Kazekage, Gaara, gazed calmly, seemingly deep in thought; the Tsuchikage, Onoki, crossed his arms, exuding an air of seasoned cunning; Tsunade sat in the Hokage's seat, her fingers lightly tapping the table, her expression showing no sign of impatience. The Fourth Raikage, A, however, was like an untamed bull, radiating a suffocating rage.

He slammed his hand on the table, instantly cracking the heavy stone table and abruptly tightening the atmosphere in the entire hall with the loud bang.

"The Akatsuki attacked Killer Bee, the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki of my Hidden Cloud Village, killed him, and extracted the Eight-Tails!" A's gaze, like a burning flame, swept over every Kage present. "They've even extended their reach into Konoha, attacking the entire village. This is a declaration of war against the entire ninja world! Today, the Five Kage Summit won't discuss peace and balance—it will only discuss one thing: how to join forces and uproot the Akatsuki!"

A brief silence fell over the room. Mei Terumi put down her teacup, her eyes slightly narrowed. Onoki stroked his long beard and nodded slowly. Tsunade didn't immediately respond, but glanced at A and calmly said, "Raikage, I understand Kumogakure's anger. But Akatsuki's problem is a web; to cut any one thread, you have to break every bone in their body."

"I don't care about any of those lines," A's voice was deep and thunderous. "Killer Bee is the strongest Jinchūriki, and he's not only part of the village's fighting force, but also my brother. If I don't avenge him, what's the point of me sitting in this Raikage's position?"

He straightened up, his hands braced on the round table, his burning gaze reflecting on the faces of every Kage present: "I'm making this clear—this time, no matter which village refuses to join the alliance to annihilate Akatsuki, Kumogakure will treat it as an accomplice of Akatsuki."

The air in the meeting room froze for a moment. Then, Mei Terumi gently set down her teacup, a meaningful smile playing on her lips: "Since the Raikage has put it this way, then my Land of Water will naturally not stand idly by."

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