All Heavens: Transcending Dimensions Starting with the Uchiha

Kagura stood amidst the howling wind, her scarlet kimono fluttering in the wind.

Before her stood the castle, suspended in the clouds, aloof and unparalleled.

Sesshomaru appeared on the city wall, his silver hair flowing like a waterfall, his golden eyes indifferent, like an unchanging cold star, showing no reaction to Kagura's arrival.

Jaken clutched the staff with the human head, nervously hiding behind the huge, furry tail.

"Lord Sesshomaru,"

Kagura's voice carried a hint of false respect, bestowed upon her by Naraku, a respect she herself loathed.

"You must have heard about the situation in Kanto. That human—Hojo Akitoki (Uchiha Sō), his ambition and power are beyond what ordinary 'heroes' can match."

His 'ninja' legion possesses incredible power, capable of even purifying and annihilating the very essence of our existence as demons.

His march towards unifying humanity is unstoppable; his next goal will undoubtedly be to sweep away all obstacles posed by 'non-humans.' Where the glory of the Qilin Palace shines, it will be the twilight of the demons."

Sesshomaru remained silent, his eyes showing not a ripple of emotion.

The wind brushed against his handsome yet cold face, as if listening to the cacophony of ants.

Kagura suppressed the restlessness in her heart and a strange flutter (a longing for freedom that belonged to her alone), and continued:

"Lord Naraku is well aware of your strength and pride. But even you must consider the future. That person possesses some kind of 'divine tree,' drawing upon the faith and fortune of humanity, and his power grows stronger every day."

Once he has fully integrated the power of the human race and established an unprecedented 'human' kingdom, where will we monsters find our pure land in the entire Eastern Islands?

His gaze will inevitably turn to this city in the clouds sooner or later.

Lord Naraku proposed that the powerful demons should temporarily put aside their past grievances and form an alliance to nip this unprecedented 'human threat' in the bud before he becomes too powerful!

The fragments of the Shikon Jewel can also serve as a source of sincerity and strength for the alliance.

Evil View couldn't help but peek out:

"Nonsense! Lord Sesshomaru is of such high rank! How could a mere human, even if he has some ability, possibly threaten the Western Country?"

Decades? A hundred years?

For Lord Sesshomaru, it's just a flick of his finger!

"Just wait for that short-lived wretch to die of old age, and everything will be fine!"

Sesshomaru finally reacted. He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on Kagura, his eyes devoid of any warmth, only pure, indifferent disregard for the dust.

"Humanity...threat?"

His voice was clear and cold, like shattered jade.

"A group of mayflies, born in the morning and dying at dusk, even if they accumulate into a tower of sand, cannot shake a mountain. Their ambitions, their wars, their rise and fall... what do they have to do with me?"

He slowly turned around, his back a solitary figure.

"Get out. If you step into Western airspace again, you will die."

The invisible pressure felt like a heavy hammer, making Kagura gasp for breath.

She had no doubt about the truthfulness of Sesshomaru's words.

She gritted her teeth, said no more, unfolded her feather fan, and rode the wind away in a disheveled state.

Sesshomaru's refusal was within her expectations, but it also stirred a complex emotion within her—a sense of powerlessness in the face of absolute power, where individual fate is insignificant.

……

Dragon Bone Spirit, the place of slumber.

A massive dragon skeleton lies coiled in a deep, dark valley crevice, its decaying aura intertwined with a powerful demonic energy.

The white-haired boy hovered in front of the enormous dragon head, his small body radiating a cold and sinister aura that did not match his appearance.

"Awaken, ancient dragon god."

Bai Tongzi's voice was seductive.

"Lord Naraku has brought you some interesting news."

On the Kanto Plain, there lived a human who was trying to emulate the ancient sage kings of the East and unify the human race.

He wields a power from another world, called 'Ninja,' whose techniques are unpredictable and ever-changing, even capable of harming the very essence of great demons like us. More importantly…”

A wicked smile curled at the corner of Bai Tongzi's lips.

"He seems to be collecting the Shikon Jewel shards, intending to completely control it, or even... destroy it."

Are you willing to watch a human gather all the precious gems that even you couldn't fully control?

Lord Naraku wishes to form an alliance with you and share intelligence and strength.

Once the arrogant humans are defeated, the ownership of the Shikon Jewel will depend on each individual's abilities.

Rather than slumber and decay, join this feast, and let humanity's wails become the symphony of your return to the earth!

Within the dragon bone spirit's enormous eye sockets, a ghostly green light slowly shone, like two will-o'-the-wisps from hell.

A deep, rumbling sound echoed from the bottom of the valley:

"Hojo Akito... Ninja... Purification... Destruction... Shikon Jewel..."

His voice carried a scrutinizing tone, along with a hint of aroused interest.

This was the first time in its long life that it had heard a description of a human posing such a "substantial" threat to a great demon.

The allure of the Shikon Jewel is too strong to ignore.

Naraku's proposal, like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, stirred up ripples of greed.

It did not immediately agree, but the persistent glowing green light indicated its attitude—it was considering and weighing its options.

……

The old territory of the Leopard Cat Clan, a forest shrouded in demonic energy.

The enormous, mountain-like cat-shaped skeleton on the throne exuded a decaying yet powerful aura.

The four leopard cat kings—Donglan, Xialan, Chunlan, and Qiulan—stood on either side, their eyes arrogant.

Kirigakure (one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen resurrected by Naraku) arrived carrying a message from Naraku, and he said in a muffled voice:

"Lord Naraku asked me to tell you all that the opportunity for revenge has arrived!"

Inuyasha, the half-demon who inherited the bloodline of Toga, is now serving as a lackey of the human 'Kirin-gong' Hojo Akitoki!

Hojo Akitoki's power is rapidly expanding, and his goal is not only to target the human race, but also to eliminate all the monsters that hinder his 'order in the human world'!

The Shikon Jewel will be the source of his power and the key to his control over everything.

Are you all just going to sit idly by and watch Douya's 'bastard' son use the power of humans to once again rise above the Leopard Cat Clan?

Lord Naraku is willing to provide the power to help you regain your former glory, and we can even share the power of the Shikon Jewel!

Join the alliance and crush the Northeast! Let humans and that half-demon tremble before the leopard cat's claws!

"Roar--!"

A flame of revenge ignited in the empty sockets of the relatives' eyes.

"A half-demon! A human!"

A cold glint flashed in Dong Lan's eyes.

"The shame of Toga-o must be washed away with blood! That human dared to protect Inuyasha, and is now an enemy of my Leopard Cat Clan!"

"The Shikon Jewel..."

Xia Lan licked her lips, a greedy look on her face.

Naraku precisely struck at the deepest wounds and desires of the Leopard Cat Clan—their hatred for Touya-o and his bloodline, and their ambition to revive the clan.

The allure of the Shikon Jewel was irresistible. The demonic aura of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Leopard Cat surged instantly, responding to the silent roar emanating from the skeletons of their kin.

They became one of the most active responders to the Naraku Alliance.

……

Other dark places.

The ferocious Thunder Beast brothers, Hiten and Manten, upon hearing of the powerful "ninjutsu" and "purifying power," as well as the promise of the Shikon Jewel, immediately rubbed their hands together, clamoring to "tear apart those pretentious humans."

Some powerful demons, who were entrenched in their own territories and were ferocious and bloodthirsty, such as the elder of the Hundred Demon Bats clan, Tsukiyomaru (or his successor), and Koga of the Wolf Demon Clan (or his more powerful ancestor), who was once loyal to the Seven Warriors, were either aroused by the "human threat theory" described by Naraku's clones or tempted by the light of the Shikon Jewel shards. They were all restless and their demonic energy was turbulent in their respective territories.

……

Deep within the filthy swamp lies the core lair of Naraku.

Although the crucial "Dragon" clone was instantly annihilated by Uchiha Eiji's inconceivable "Limbo: Border Jail," Naraku's scattered consciousness cores continued to throb wildly, like a venomous spider with its spine broken, convulsing and shrieking amidst the filth and remains.

"Hojo Aki...Toki!!!"

Countless voices roared the same name in the shattered nest, in the wandering clones, and in every wisp of filthy demonic energy, filled with deep-seated resentment, bone-deep fear, and a trace of... a tremor that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

That power!

That kind of power that directly transcends space, ignores defenses, and precisely annihilates the most important nodes deep within his soul!

That's something no human could possibly possess!

That was... divine punishment!

The excruciating pain and weakness clung to him like maggots, and the severe damage to his very essence caused him to lose control over his clones.

The Seven's repeated defeats only made matters worse.

"How hateful! How hateful!"

Naraku's will churned in the dark mire.

"The 'dragon' I nurtured... my hope for reaching a higher level..."

That clone, which had merged with countless powerful demons and contained the essence of dragons, and could have truly allowed him to transcend the limitations of demons, vanished before it could fully develop, under that indifferent purple gaze.

This loss is heartbreaking.

But Naraku is still Naraku.

The extreme pain and anger, on the contrary, tempered his more insidious and cold-blooded scheming.

The fear was forcibly suppressed and transformed into a deeper scheme.