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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 change of heart, Madara's aged face instantly regained its youth, his black hair flowing freely, and 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 the 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 doing the brainwashing," Obito said with a grin.

"So, what do you want to say?" Madara asked in a flat tone.

"Watch closely, don't blink."

Obito pointed to the sky, and Madara followed his instruction, looking up in confusion.

In an instant, a massive amount of images came rushing in!

These are carefully selected memory fragments by Obito, showcasing the storylines related to Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu.

The video played at breakneck speed, and the viewer watched it quickly as well.

A few minutes passed...

After the video finished playing, Ban remained expressionless, standing there quietly, seemingly lost in thought.

Obito approached in surprise: "You're not angry at all?"

"Being manipulated like that by Black Zetsu, ultimately becoming Kaguya Otsutsuki's resurrection vessel, not only did the plan fail, but he also lost everything. Can you really tolerate that?"

"Oh my god, this 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, so the truth of his memories is immediately apparent."

Madara stared at Obito and slowly nodded.

In truth, he had 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 catch Black Zetsu and test it to find out.

Whether he is the true embodiment of his own will, or the third child hidden by Kaguya Otsutsuki, will soon be answered.

Obito dispelled the genjutsu, and the two returned to reality.

Ban became old and hunched over again.

Ban remained silent, then stretched out his palm to the side. Soon, a clump of black mud slowly oozed from Ban's hand.

Upon landing, it transformed into a standing human 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 just now?

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 securing Black Zetsu's entire body.

"Lord Madara!" Black Zetsu was completely baffled.

Why would Madara Uchiha suddenly attack him?

Madara shakily rose from the stone chair, and Obito quickly stepped forward to help him, fearing that something might happen to his old gold coin.

"Watch your step, don't make any mistakes at this crucial moment, it would be a laughing stock if you fell and died."

Ban glanced at the other person with a hint of helplessness. Why did this kid keep saying such auspicious things?

How could Madara Uchiha, a man of great stature, be killed by a fall?

The two walked up to Black Zetsu. Madara activated Yin-Yang Release and Sharingan, tightly gripped Black Zetsu's head, and began to dig into Black Zetsu's deep memories.

After a short while, Ban withdrew his hand, his face pale.

Black Zetsu's memories spanning thousands of years are like a vast ocean. Madara only managed to read a small portion before feeling overwhelmed, as he was extremely weak at the moment.

"How about that? I didn't fool you, did I?" Obito said smugly.

"I told you I'd been completely fooled by this guy, but you wouldn't believe me."

Madara's gaze was heavy as it fell upon Black Zetsu. Even though he had only gleaned a small portion of Black Zetsu's memories, and even those were mostly trivial daily matters...

But this is enough to confirm what Obito said.

Black Zetsu claims to be the embodiment of his will, yet Madara Uchiha's lifespan, even rounded up, doesn't even reach a hundred years.

Where did you get your thousand-year memory from, Black Zetsu?

It seems that I have indeed been manipulated by Black Zetsu all along. The Eye of the Moon Plan and the stone tablet prophecy were all part of Black Zetsu's scheme.

It turns out that I was just a pawn on someone else's chessboard all along, and I was completely unaware of it. How pathetic and laughable!

"Hehehe..."

Ban suddenly let out a low laugh.

Whoosh!

Madara suddenly attacked, his black rod, enhanced by Yin-Yang Release, hurtling straight towards Black Zetsu, intending to finish him off.

Since Madara awakened the Rinnegan, he has studied the Six Paths forbidden techniques and Yin-Yang Release for many years. A Black Zetsu who cannot resist him could never escape from his hands.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Obito suddenly reached out and grabbed him, and Madara's movements froze in mid-air.

"You want to stop me?"

Madara suddenly turned around, his eyes bloodshot, and his murderous gaze stunned Obito.

But Obito still held down Ban's arm and quietly took the black stick from his hand.

"At your age, don't resort to violence so easily."

"Come on, calm down."

Obito helped Madara sit on the stone chair and gently patted his back to comfort him.