Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

"Gentlemen."

Gaara spoke first.

"Since everyone is willing to sit here, I would like to start by stating a very basic fact."

According to Sunagakure's intelligence network, of the nine tailed beasts, except for the Nine-Tails of Konoha, the other eight have all fallen into the hands of the Akatsuki organization.

A suppressed murmur rippled through the room.

Ai's brows furrowed into a deep line, Onoki's squinted eyes opened a crack, and Mei Terumi's fingers, holding the teacup, tightened slightly.

"The One-Tailed Beast was taken from me during the time I was captured by the Akatsuki."

Gaara's tone was completely unreserved.

"Although I have now returned to Sunagakure, the whereabouts of the One-Tailed Beast remain unknown. According to known information, the Akatsuki's purpose in collecting the Tailed Beasts is not simply to manufacture weapons. It is very likely related to some ancient forbidden technique."

"An ancient forbidden technique?" Ai's voice was low. "What do you mean?"

"I'm investigating too," Tsunade continued, her voice steady yet penetrating. "Konoha recently suffered a large-scale attack by a group of enemies known as the 'Six Paths of Pain.' They used six corpses as a medium to share the power of the same pair of eyes. Those eyes..." She paused, "are the legendary Rinnegan."

The Rinnegan. This term was like a stone thrown into calm water; the gazes of everyone present changed.

"The Rinnegan is the legendary eye of the Sage of Six Paths," Onoki said slowly, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "It's said to be able to create all ninjutsu and destroy all ninjutsu. If the Akatsuki possessed such an eye..."

"But the Six Paths of Pain have been repelled by Konoha." Tsunade's voice remained calm. "And according to our investigation, those six corpses were not the true wielders. They were merely puppets being controlled remotely. The one who truly uses the Rinnegan is hidden behind these six corpses."

She raised her gaze and slowly swept it across the faces of everyone present: "I suspect that the mysterious person wearing the mask is very likely the true holder of the Rinnegan."

A brief silence fell over the room once again. This time, Ai's expression finally changed slightly.

"You mean that masked guy?" His voice carried a hint of suppressed anger. "That bastard who attacked Kumogakure and kidnapped Killer Bee?"

"Exactly," Tsunade said calmly. "We call him 'The Masked Man'."

Mei Terumi set down her teacup and spoke softly, "Since everyone has brought up this topic, I would also like to add a story that won't affect the reputation of Kirigakure." Her voice wasn't loud, but the entire hall fell silent. "During the time of the Second Mizukage, Kirigakure experienced a dark period known as the 'Bloody Mist.' The Fourth Mizukage at the time, Yagura, was mind-controlled, which led to those absurd policies. Kirigakure's intelligence system later confirmed that the person controlling Yagura was an Uchiha clan member with the Sharingan."

"What?!" A jumped to his feet, his gaze shooting like an arrow at Tsunade. "The Sharingan controlling the Mizukage? Konoha has been manipulating the internal affairs of other major powers for decades?!"

"Konoha has never manipulated anyone." Tsunade's voice turned colder. "That Uchiha clansman who controlled the Mizukage was a rogue ninja of Konoha. His actions do not represent the will of Konoha."

"Rogue ninja? You think you can wash your hands of this with just 'rogue ninja'?" A sneered, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "Then can I assume that half the members of Akatsuki are former Konoha ninja who defected from Konoha?"

"The rogue ninja of Konoha are naturally Konoha's responsibility, but what about the rogue ninja of Kumogakure?" Tsunade did not back down, her gaze sharp as a knife. "I have also heard that there have been quite a few 'defection incidents' in Kumogakure in recent years. Perhaps some of those guys in Akatsuki with evil thoughts flowing through their veins are even former members of Kumogakure."

"What did you say!" Ai slammed his fist on the stone table, the dull thud echoing throughout the hall.

"Gentlemen, please calm down," Gaara interjected calmly. "If this meeting devolves into mutual accusations between the five great nations, it will play right into Akatsuki's hands."

Onoki then spoke slowly, his tone carrying a seasoned sophistication that was hard to fathom: "I think the Raikage's anger isn't entirely unfounded. Konoha has a rogue ninja clan with Sharingan hidden within it, and so many other rogue ninjas have emerged from there; these things certainly need to be sorted out. However... the Mizukage's words also reminded us that the Akatsuki's reach extends far deeper than we imagined."

He glanced slightly at Tsunade, then at A, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Kumakushi lost the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, Konoha was attacked, Sunagakure lost the Tailed Beast Kazekage, and Kirigakure has a dark history... Each of the Five Great Nations carries its own scars. However, if we were to settle scores with each other now, it would only benefit the Akatsuki. Perhaps we should set aside our disputes for now—I mean for now—and deal with our common enemy, the Akatsuki, before discussing other matters."

He emphasized the word "temporarily," met Ai's gaze, and then quickly looked away. The meaning in that glance was self-evident—the Tsuchikage was subtly conveying a signal of allegiance to the Raikage: Konoha and Kirigakure were on the same side, and he was willing to win over Kumogakure to counterbalance this alliance.

A didn't immediately respond to Onoki's words, but his violent anger seemed to have found a new outlet. He sat back in his chair, crossed his arms, coldly glanced at Tsunade and Mei Terumi, and said in a low voice, "Fine, since Konoha and Kirigakure are so united, shouldn't the 'Alliance' also serve as the commander-in-chief of this allied forces?"

"Lord Raikage, you're speaking too soon." Mei Terumi smiled and picked up her teacup. "Regarding the Allied Forces, we should first gather intelligence on the Akatsuki. Perhaps we should refocus our attention on the Akatsuki's movements?"

The atmosphere in the meeting room was like a taut bowstring, every word carrying a sharp probing and potential for alliances. Yao sat in the shadows behind Tsunade, his gaze calmly sweeping over this silent power struggle, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

Just then, a muffled explosion came from outside the venue—it was the sound of something smashing the guards at the outer gate of the Iron Kingdom castle.

Immediately afterward, a warrior from the Land of Iron, covered in blood, rushed into the venue, his voice hoarse: "Report! Enemy attack! A large number of White Zetsu clones are pouring out of the snowfield and are attacking the outer defenses of the castle! And... and the summoned Edo Tensei bodies are breaking through the gates!"

Everyone in the hall stood up instantly. Ai reacted the fastest, rushing outwards like lightning, gathering Lightning Release chakra in his fists, blasting several White Zetsu clones that lunged at him into pieces. On the snowfield, layer upon layer of white figures emerged from the ground, like countless silent ghosts.

"These White Zetsu." Tsunade gazed at the dense white shadows in the distance, her eyes darkening slightly. "The Akatsuki's biological weapons are indeed numerous."

Ai stood at the breach in the castle, gazing at the endless white sea of ​​people, his fists clenched. Just as he was about to charge into the enemy ranks and wreak havoc, a peculiar aura of chakra spread from the distance of the battlefield—and he froze abruptly.

That's the Eight-Tails' chakra.

"Killer Bee!" A roared, his voice deafening. He disregarded the Five Kage Summit and the alliance, charging out of the castle like a cannonball, heading straight for the source of the chakra aura. "Killer Bee—!"

"Lord Raikage—!" The guards from Kumogakure tried to give chase, but were overwhelmed by the White Zetsu clones surging from all directions.

Just as chaos erupted in the hall, a deep voice rose from the shadows. The voice was like a damp, cold sigh drawn from the depths of an ancient well, causing everyone present to pause in their tracks.

"It seems the Five Shadows Conference is going very well."

A dark figure appeared behind the charcoal fire in the center of the hall. He wore a wide black robe with red clouds, and a spiral mask covered half of his face. In his right eye, which was exposed, concentric red ripples slowly rotated in the pupil, like a god looking down upon all living beings.

A deathly silence fell over the hall. The warriors of the Land of Iron gripped their longswords, but none dared to make a move. The oppressive aura emanating from the masked man was too strong, so strong that even the most seasoned Kage-level warriors present felt a chill run down their spines.

"Rinnegan..." Onoki stared at the ripple in the masked man's right eye and uttered two words in a hoarse voice.

"Oh, you've got some knowledge." The masked man's tone was casual and unpleasant. He raised his right hand, revealing a scarlet Sharingan in his left eye. "However, you Kage-sama should be concerned with something more important right now—for example, that old acquaintance who is being summoned by the Impure World Reincarnation."

"Who are you?" Gaara asked in a deep voice.

The masked man slowly raised his hand, his gaze sweeping over the faces of every Kage present, his voice carrying a condescending indifference: "You may call me 'Uchiha Madara'."

The air in the venue seemed to freeze.

However, a calm voice sounded behind Tsunade, like a silver needle piercing a dream: "No, you are not Madara."

All eyes turned to the source of the voice. Uchiha Yao slowly stood up and stepped into the light from behind Tsunade. His gaze met the masked man's directly, a barely perceptible chill playing on his lips: "Madara died in the battle at the Valley of the End many years ago. You are nothing but a coward, a scoundrel who uses the name of a dead man to deceive and swindle. Your mask may cover your face, but it cannot conceal your chakra aura."

The masked man's pupils contracted slightly.

"Your name is Uchiha Obito." Yao's voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it pierced the hearts of everyone present like a sharp blade. "Before the age of sixteen, you were a Konoha ninja, a disciple of the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze. During the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, half of your body was crushed by a boulder, but you were rescued by your companion, Kakashi Hatake. After returning to Konoha, you witnessed Rin Nohara's death, and from then on, you fell into darkness. Am I right about all of this?"

The air in the hall was like frozen ice. The darkness behind the masked man seemed to freeze in that moment. He remained silent for a long time, his single eye slowly narrowing, his voice becoming low and hoarse: "...How do you know these things?"

"I not only know these things, I know more." Yao's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if coldly recounting an old case. "You manipulated the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura, indirectly creating the Blood Mist Era of Kirigakure; you bewitched the Kirigakure ninja, causing Rin Nohara to die at Kakashi's hands; and you—on that night of the massacre, joined forces with Root to personally slaughter the entire Uchiha clan, plucking out all of their Sharingan eyes."

"What did you say?" Tsunade suddenly turned her head, her gaze piercing Obito's mask like a sharp blade.

"This beast hidden behind the mask is one of the true culprits of the Uchiha Clan Massacre." Yao's eyes were like ice and fire burning in the abyss as he spoke each word clearly. "He collected countless Sharingan from the entire clan and stored them on the wall of a secret room, using it as an armory for his own use. He also secretly controlled the Mizukage of Kirigakure and instigated the Fourth Shinobi World War, all to complete his so-called 'Eye of the Moon' plan."

Obito's face twisted for a moment beneath the mask. He stared intently at You, a complex emotion flickering in his single eye—not just anger at being exposed, but also a fear of having a sore spot touched. He never imagined that this man knew so many of his secrets; it was as if everything he had built up over the years had been laid bare before him.

"Don't think that knowing these things will change anything." Obito's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling killing intent. "I admit, you're right. I am Uchiha Obito. So what? I'm ready to flatten the entire ninja world and reshape it in my own way! A mere Five Kage Summit..."

He raised his hand, and the ripples and crimson light in his eyes suddenly blazed brightly. A devastating surge of chakra poured forth from his body, enveloping the entire venue in an invisible pressure: "You Kage, sitting in high positions doing nothing, are nothing before absolute power!"

"Your absolute power is those 100,000 White Zetsu that crawled out of the ground?" Tsunade spoke coldly, her voice piercing through the oppressive aura and striking Obito's ears directly. "You think we don't know about Akatsuki's underground military? 100,000 White Zetsu. Gedo Mazo. Plus the Rinnegan in your hand. We've investigated your entire background thoroughly."

Obito was silent for a moment. Only then did he truly realize that the five people in front of him were not ignorant prey, but a group of hunters who had been preparing for this and were waiting for him to walk into their trap.

"If you want to start a ninja world war, then go ahead." Tsunade's voice wasn't loud, but it was like iron nails hammering into the floor. "Konoha will not back down. The Allied Shinobi Forces of the Five Great Nations will nail you to this land the moment you take your first step."

The charcoal fire in the venue flickered violently in the wind, casting the five figures in shifting light. The warriors of the Land of Iron gripped their swords and spears tightly once more, remaining steadfast in their positions amidst the pervasive oppressive aura.

A cold smile emerged from the shadows beneath Obito's mask: "Then... we'll see."

The moment he finished speaking, his figure vanished into thin air like an ink droplet falling into water.