All Heavens: Transcending Dimensions Starting with the Uchiha

Bound to a specially designed chakra-suppressing chair, the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi, was convulsing violently. The violent chakra unique to the Six-Tails Jinchuriki was clashing fiercely within him, along with a cold, malicious eye power.

Obito (Madara Uchiha's disguise: a swirling mask, one eye) stood in the shadows, his crimson Sharingan gleaming behind the holes in the mask. He seemed to be struggling to "control" Yagura, his body trembling slightly, sweat soaking the edges of the mask.

"Hold on, Yagura-sama!"

Master Yuan's voice was deep yet powerful.

"This is an evil thought within you! Expel it! For the sake of Kirigakure!"

The elite members of the Hidden Mist Village held their breath, their chakra ready to be unleashed, their spears subtly aimed at Obito.

Black Zetsu, that pool of pitch-black liquid, clung to Obito's feet like a living thing, whispering rapidly in a chilling voice that only Obito could hear:

"Obito! The situation is out of control! That old fox, Genji, was prepared! He mobilized the Kirigakure sealing squad and sensory barriers! Forcibly controlling Yagura will consume too much energy and expose your true condition! Abandon him! Leave immediately! For the sake of the 'Eye of the Moon' plan, you cannot perish here!"

Obito's body jolted violently, as if provoked by Black Zetsu's words. He let out a low growl, suppressing extreme anger, and his single Sharingan spun wildly.

"No! Uchiha Sō... Nagato... You ruined my plans! You ruined Kirigakure! I will never let you get away with this!"

His voice was filled with deep-seated hatred and resentment, and his chakra fluctuated violently, even causing the surrounding ANBU to feel a chill.

He suddenly raised his hand, seemingly about to launch an attack regardless of the consequences. Black Zetsu instantly panicked, his voice becoming shrill:

"Obito! Think! Think of Rin! Think of the peaceful world you've been striving for! Now is not the time to fight to the death! Run!"

"what--!"

Obito let out a roar like a wounded beast, filled with humiliation and indignation. He glared at Yagura and Genji, then his body twisted violently, Kamui was activated, and a spatial vortex instantly swallowed him up.

Before disappearing, he seemed to shout with all his might, "Uchiha Sō! Nagato! This is an irreconcilable feud! I will return!"

The sound echoed in the sealed room, filled with the resentment of the "loser".

The moment Obito disappeared, Yagura's body suddenly relaxed, and the confusion and madness in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by deep exhaustion and heavy guilt.

He coughed violently a few times, then weakly looked at Master Yuan and the Dark Guards: "Elder Yuan... I... I'm sorry to the village..."

The master stepped forward, placing his aged hand on Yagura's shoulder. His voice was soothing, yet unusually heavy:

"It's good that you've woken up, Yagura. But it's a fact that you were controlled by evil forces and committed many crimes. For the future of Kirigakure, and to quell the people's resentment... you must step down as Mizukage."

Yagura closed his eyes in pain, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded heavily.

“I… understand. I will take full responsibility. The new Mizukage… I entrust him to Elder Yuan.”

He was filled with the humiliation of being manipulated and a sense of guilt towards the village; resigning was the only way he could atone for his sins.

Black Zetsu attached itself to Obito and quickly moved away from Kirigakure using the Kamui dimension.

Its heart was filled with anxiety and a hint of doubt: "Obito's anger just now... seemed a bit too intense? However, his anger was understandable given that his plans were disrupted by Uchiha Zang and Nagato working together."

The most urgent task is to change strategy! The power of the Uchiha clan in uniting the ninja world has far exceeded expectations; we must bring Lord Madara back ahead of schedule!

Headquarters of the Heavenly Court, Hokage's office.

Uchiha Eiji leaned lazily against the huge chair inlaid with patterns symbolizing the "Heavenly Emperor," toying with a chakra recording pen engraved with complex runes in his hand.

A huge light screen map floated in front of him, displaying the "major infrastructure" projects underway throughout the ninja world:

On the edge of the desert in the Land of Wind, earth-style ninjas are forcibly raising mountains to alter the climate.

Along the coast of the Land of Lightning, massive chakra transmission towers are erected; in the heart of the Land of Fire, a high-speed railway running north to south is being laid…

Obito's figure silently emerged from the spatial vortex behind him, removed his mask, revealing his half-disfigured face, his expression calm, completely unlike the "madness" he had shown in Kirigakure just now.

"Lord Elephant, the 'show' is over over in Wuyin."

Obito's voice was completely flat.

"Yakura regained his senses and resigned, taking responsibility. The Genshi Association then nominated Terumi Mei to take over."

Black Zetsu believes it. He now considers us the biggest obstacle to his Eye of the Moon plan and is eager to revive Madara.

Uchiha Xiang's lips curled into his signature cynical and manic smile, and the purple light of his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan flashed briefly in his eyes:

"Well done, Obito. You captured the 'humiliation' and 'anger' perfectly."

That cunning old fox Black Zetsu is probably as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof right now, isn't he? What will he do next?

After a moment of contemplation, Obito said, "It mentioned 'bloodline limit'."

It requires fusing the highest-level bloodline limits to restore the Otsutsuki bloodline and prepare a more powerful vessel for Madara. The targets will inevitably be the descendants of the progenitors: the Uchiha, Senju (Wood Release), Hyuga, Kaguya (Shikotsumyaku), and Uzumaki.

"Oh?"

Uchiha Sō's smile deepened, carrying a playful, cat-and-mouse tone.

"The goal is very clear. It seems that even that crazy guy, Hiruko, has been won over by it? Perfect, saves me the trouble of going after those restless bloodline families one by one."

Obito nodded: "Yes. Black Zetsu will probably use Hiruko's Oni-Garra Technique for fusion. It needs samples, and it also needs... people to monitor you. Itachi Uchiha and Sasuke will probably be on its radar."

When his two adopted sons were mentioned, Uchiha Sō's eyes remained unchanged, showing only a hint of expectation.

"Itachi is a smart kid, but he carries too much on his shoulders. Sasuke... is still a brat blinded by hatred."

Black Zetsu wants to use Fugaku's death to his advantage? Ha, let him use it.

Let's see how my 'sons' choose when faced with real 'family hatred' and 'the truth of the world'.

Give them some 'clues,' let them 'investigate,' let them 'hate,' that way Black Zetsu will feel comfortable sending the samples to Hiruko.

He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the "New Leaf Village," or rather, the capital of the "Heavenly Court," which was under construction at a great pace.

His voice carried a sense of control, as if overlooking the entire game: "Obito, continue following Black Zetsu."

Whatever 'convenience' it needs, it can be 'appropriately' provided without being exposed.

For example… an 'accidental' leak of certain samples, or a 'security lapse' in some laboratories. This makes it think everything is under control.

Obito bowed slightly: "Understood."

Uchiha Sho's eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit and excitement: "Kaguya Otsutsuki... Sage of Six Paths... Madara Uchiha... What exciting names!"

What I said at the Five Shadows Conference needs some 'heavyweight' proof.

Bring Madara back! Break Kaguya's seal!

Let them see what kind of power this ninja world, now unified by me, can unleash!

I will use their 'power' to utterly crush all the remnants of the old era!

He turned around, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan shimmering with purple light staring directly at Obito, his smile carrying absolute confidence and a hint of madness.

"Tell Black Zetsu to prepare its 'perfect' vessel! I'm really looking forward to seeing what Madara will do standing in that body that has fused with the best bloodline limit in the ninja world! I hope... he can give me my fill."

……

Deep within the Uchiha clan's territory, outside the former site of Konoha Village, lies a hidden basement.

It was nearly midnight, and the moonlight could not penetrate the thick layer of soil and rubble.

The air was filled with the smell of dust and rotting wood, as well as a lingering, bloody stench of the past.

This place was one of the secret hideouts that Fugaku Uchiha occasionally used during his lifetime. Now it is completely abandoned, but it has become the stage that Black Zetsu carefully chose.

Uchiha Sasuke leaned against the cold stone wall, his brows furrowed, his Sharingan emitting a faint red glow in the dim light.

He had just finished a high-intensity training session, his hair soaked with sweat, but his inner anxiety far outweighed his physical exhaustion.

While his adoptive father Uchiha Sō's "Heavenly Court" was flourishing and the entire ninja world was undergoing dramatic changes, his pursuit of the "truth" seemed to have sunk into a quagmire—about the night of the Nine-Tails' rampage, and about the true cause of his father Fugaku's death.

Uchiha Itachi stood a little further away, his figure almost blending into the shadows.

His eyes were calm and still, like a deep pool, but if you looked closely, you could see a subtle wariness hidden deep within them.

He had a bad feeling about the location itself.

Suddenly, the shadow in the corner of the basement began to writhe as if it were alive, silently gathering and rising until it finally formed a dark, blurry humanoid silhouette—Black Zetsu.

It has no facial features, but its pitch blackness seems to devour light, emanating a chilling aura that sends shivers down your spine.

"Who?!"

Sasuke instantly became alert, his ninja sword flashed out half an inch from its sheath, and his Sharingan locked onto the dark figure.

The kunai was already subtly pinched between the utopia's fingertips.

"No need to be nervous, you are the orphans of the former Uchiha clan leader."

Black Zetsu's voice was hoarse and ethereal, like sandpaper rubbing against rock, carrying a deliberately crafted sense of vicissitude.

“I am not the enemy. On the contrary, I have come with the ‘truth’ you crave.”

"Playing tricks!"

Sasuke roared, the three tomoe in his eyes spinning.

"Get out here! Otherwise..."

"Or what? Report me to your godfather, that great 'Heavenly Emperor'?"

Black Zetsu let out a low, sarcastic laugh.

"Sasuke, do you really understand the darkness hidden behind your radiant adoptive father who saved Konoha and is now trying to 'save' the entire ninja world?"

This statement precisely struck at Sasuke's deepest doubts.

He tightened his grip on the sword, but did not immediately refute.

Itachi calmly said, "State your purpose. And what you call the 'truth'."

"The goal is simple."

Black Zetsu's figure swayed slightly in the shadows, "To prevent an even greater catastrophe. And the truth..."

It paused deliberately, creating a somber atmosphere, "It concerns the death of your father, Uchiha Fugaku. It was not an accident, nor was it a suicide attempt to take down the Third Hokage in order to launch a rebellion!"

Sasuke's breathing quickened instantly: "What did you say?!"

"That was a meticulously planned murder! A purge for power and ambition!"

Black Zetsu's voice suddenly rose, filled with "grief and indignation".

"Clan Chief Fugaku had long ago discerned the ambitions of the Fifth Hokage, Uchiha Zou!"

He saw the true face hidden beneath the mask of 'saving Konoha'—a tyrant attempting to overthrow the ninja world's order and bring all ninjas, and even the entire world, under his personal control!

Itachi's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly, but his expression remained calm. Sasuke, on the other hand, was struck dumb, his body trembling slightly: "No...it can't be! My adoptive father...he did..."