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Obito curled his lip, unconvinced.
Madara ignored these useless words and fixed his gloomy gaze on Obito.
"Uchiha Obito..."
"How did you find this place?"
"And your eyes... kaleidoscopes?"
Madara exclaimed in shock, "No, it's the Eternal Kaleidoscope!"
As Madara, who once possessed the Eternal Eye, he could naturally sense the immense power of Obito's eyes.
This is something no ordinary kaleidoscope could achieve!
But how is that possible! Obito had no siblings, how could he have evolved the Eternal Eye all by himself?!
Is it on? Or has it never been off?
At that moment, countless white Zetsu silently emerged from the surrounding ground.
They formed a circle around Obito, ready to launch an attack at any moment.
"Hey, old man, is this how you treat your guests?"
"It's one thing to not have tea, but do you have to use these White Zetsu to scare me?"
Obito glanced around at the White Zetsu and complained.
"Step back," Madara waved his hand.
Madara gazed indifferently at Obito. For the Uchiha clan, who possessed the Eternal Eye, the threat of numbers was meaningless.
White Zetsu retreated underground again, leaving only Madara and Obito facing each other in the underground space.
Madara leaned on his fan, his gaze repeatedly scrutinizing Obito.
The situation seems to be developing in a way that is beyond his expectations...
After a long silence, Madara finally spoke: "Obito Uchiha."
"You're hiding a lot of secrets..."
Obito frankly replied, "It's alright."
"Then why did you come to see me...?"
"kill me?"
"You seem to know quite a bit about me, but I don't want to ask any more questions now. If you want to take action, then go ahead."
Madara stared at Obito without showing any fear.
Even though his opponent possessed the power to take his life, the Uchiha's pride prevented him from feeling any fear.
Obito shook his head and chuckled: "What good would it do me to kill you?"
"Your life is what gives me value; only if you live can I generate gold coins!"
As he spoke, Obito looked around as if searching for something, but ultimately found nothing.
So he asked, "Hey, has some kind of dark-skinned guy come knocking on the door?"
A subtle glint flashed in Madara's eyes. Could it be that Obito was referring to... Black Zetsu?
This guy even knows this?
Seeing Madara's reaction, Obito immediately understood and nodded slightly.
"Looks like they've come to you. In that case, we can't just say it directly."
Ban was slightly taken aback. What was this person saying...?
Before Madara could react, Obito walked straight over, shoved Madara aside, and casually sat down on his stone chair.
The black lines on Madara's face can linger for three days. Isn't it said that Obito Uchiha respected the elderly and cared for the younger generation?
Is this what you call respecting the elderly and caring for the young?
Obito smiled and lowered his head, saying mysteriously:
"Come on, let's whisper something in the Uchiha way."
Madara turned his head to the side, and in an instant, his black eyes gradually transformed into Sharingan with three tomoe.
His own eyes had evolved into the Rinnegan and were secretly transferred to Nagato's body. Now he could only use the most basic three-tomoe Sharingan, even though it was a transplanted eye.
With just his three-tomoe Sharingan, how could he possibly withstand Obito's Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan? Since that's the case, it's better to calmly deal with it and listen to what Obito's purpose is in going to such lengths to find him.
Chapter 94 Black Zetsu: Why am I always the one who suffers?
In an instant, Obito dragged Madara into the genjutsu world, a realm where Obito's imagination materialized, allowing him to do as he pleased.
With a thought, Madara's aged face instantly regained its youth, his black hair flowing freely; the Uchiha Madara who once shook the ninja world reappeared.
Ban remained expressionless. After all, this was an illusion, and nothing was real. Once he left, he would still be that old man who was halfway to his coffin.
"Tsk, you were supposed to be the one bringing me here to brainwash me, but this time I've become the one casting the spell," Obito said with a grin.
"So, what do you want to say?" Madara asked calmly.
"Watch closely, don't blink."
Obito pointed to the sky, and Madara, following his instruction, looked up in confusion.
In an instant, a massive amount of images came rushing in!
These were carefully selected memory fragments by Obito, showcasing plot points related to Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu.
The video played at breakneck speed, and the viewer watched it quickly.
A few minutes passed...
The video ended, but Ban remained expressionless, standing there quietly, seemingly lost in thought.
Obito approached in surprise: "You're not angry at all?"
"Being manipulated by Black Zetsu, ultimately becoming Kaguya Otsutsuki's resurrection vessel, not only did the plan fail, but he also lost everything. How can he tolerate this?"
"Oh my god, a giant turtle!"
Hearing Obito's words, Madara lowered his gaze: "This is your genjutsu territory. You can show me whatever you want."
The implication is, who knows if you've fabricated some images to fool me?
"Well..." Obito scratched his head.
That's not right. When Hashirama showed his memories to someone, Madara immediately believed him. Why is it that when it's his turn, the other person is full of suspicion?
After thinking for a moment, Obito suddenly had a flash of inspiration:
"Hey, I've got it! Since you don't believe me, why don't we just capture Black Zetsu and read his memories?"
"Isn't that black guy claiming to be the embodiment of your will? But he has been wandering the ninja world for over a thousand years; a glance at his memories will immediately reveal whether they are true or false."
Madara stared at Obito and slowly nodded.
Deep down, he already believed it to some extent, but the story was too bizarre to accept entirely.
What Obito just showed him was clearly something from the future. To be able to glimpse the future? This kind of power is obviously beyond the scope of a ninja, isn't it?
But whether it's true or not, you only need to capture Black Zetsu and test it to find out.
Whether he is truly a manifestation of his own will, or Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's hidden third child, the answer will soon be revealed.
Obito dispelled the genjutsu, and the two returned to reality.
The spots once again made him old and hunched over.
Madara remained silent, extending his palm to the side. Soon, a clump of black mud slowly oozed from Madara's hand.
Upon landing, it transformed into a standing figure.
"Lord Madara," Black Zetsu said respectfully.
His gaze shifted back and forth between Obito and Madara, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
What were they talking about?
However, the next second, Black Zetsu's curiosity immediately turned into horror: "Lord Madara! What are you doing?"
Bang!
With a crisp sound, a black rod shot out from Madara's hand, pinning Black Zetsu firmly to the ground.
But that wasn't enough. Immediately afterward, more black rods arrived, firmly fixing Black Zetsu's entire body in place.
"Lord Madara!" Black Zetsu was completely bewildered.
Why would Madara Uchiha suddenly attack him?
Madara shakily rose from the stone chair, and Obito quickly stepped forward to help him, fearing that his old gold coin might be in danger.
"Watch your step, don't make any mistakes at this crucial moment. It would be embarrassing if you fell and died."