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In fact, his life force had long since been exhausted, and he was barely maintaining his life like a flickering candle in the wind by drawing life force from the few pipes connected to the Outer Path Statue.

Ban leaned back on the stone chair, his eyes closed, seemingly lost in sleep, but in reality he had been gone for a while.

Uh... just kidding.

Chapter 93 Surprise!

Madara suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were neither the Rinnegan nor the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, but just a pair of ordinary black eyes.

Tell me about what's happening outside.

Ban gently raised his head, his gaze piercing through the cave ceiling, where numerous white Zetsu hung.

He usually uses them to know what's happening in the outside world.

A white Zephyr leaped out from the rock wall.

"A great battle is brewing outside, Lord Madara."

"About half an hour ago, an elite squad from Iwagakure infiltrated the Land of Fire without a sound. It seems that war is about to reignite."

He let out a soft hum through his spotted nose.

Another war. Ha, Hashirama, your path ultimately failed to lead to peace.

All that successors can inherit is hatred...

Only I can create a world free from war, where all people live in harmony.

Madara became increasingly determined about his Eye of the Moon plan.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "What is that Uchiha child doing now?"

The one mentioned in the name "斑口" naturally refers to Obito.

Unlike other Uchiha, Obito showed an extraordinary enthusiasm for others from a young age.

Generous and helpful.

And it is precisely this rich emotion that, after falling into the abyss of darkness, breeds the most intense hatred.

It is a perfect piece, capable of continuing to drive that grand plan from behind.

Therefore, Madara had long targeted Obito, waiting for the right opportunity to drag him down that dark path of no return.

"What are we doing? We're getting ready to give you tons of gold coins, of course!"

"Are you ready? I can't wait!"

A mocking voice suddenly rang out, startling Ban.

He looked at Bai Jue with a puzzled expression, but Bai Jue quickly waved his hand to clarify:

"Lord Madara, it wasn't me who said that."

"Not you?"

Before Ban could sort out his thoughts, an arm suddenly hooked around his shoulder.

Immediately, a figure appeared beside him and squeezed into his stone chair.

"Who else but me?"

Obito Uchiha chuckled, showing no awkwardness with Madara.

Madara Uchiha's eyes darkened, and his long-dormant chakra suddenly surged!

The decaying body unleashed astonishing power, its heavy fist aimed at the uninvited guest beside it!

Though I am old, my arrows are still sharp!

However, divine power is unleashed instantly!

In the blink of an eye, Obito had moved his position, disappearing from the stone chair and appearing not far from Madara in front of him.

"What a hypocrite! You've been secretly eyeing me all this time, wanting me to run errands for you, but the moment you show your face you want to attack me?"

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 quietly 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 down," Madara waved his hand.

Madara looked indifferently at Obito. For the Uchiha 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: "Uchiha Obito."

"You're hiding a lot of secrets..."

Obito responded frankly, "It's alright."

"Then why did you come to see 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 make a move, then go ahead."

Madara stared at Obito without showing any fear.

Even though the other party 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 valuable to me. 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.

"It seems they've come looking for 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, pushed past Madara, and sat down casually 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 have a private chat like the Uchiha."

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 can only use the most basic three-tomoe Sharingan, which is still a transplanted eye.

With just the 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 the other party'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 was materialized, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

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?" Ban asked calmly.

"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 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?"