'What do I plan to do?'
Old Obito recalled Young Obito's plan. The most important part of it was: to use the success of Infinite Tsukuyomi to lure Black Zetsu into a trap, and then grant Black Zetsu death.
This was exactly what Madara from the other world most wanted to do.
Old Obito said indifferently, "Madara, just watch quietly. The final result will be what you desire."
At this moment, atop the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, space distorted. Young Obito appeared, carrying the unconscious Naruto.
He looked at Killer Bee lying on the ground, then tossed Naruto over as well, and slowly said, "Looks like the Eight Tails has also been captured. Since that's the case, we can begin the final step."
Old Obito sighed, "Unfortunately, the Nine Tails is still missing half. The revived Ten Tails still won't be in its most complete form."
Though he said this, Old Obito's movements were unhesitating.
He stretched out his hand toward Naruto and Killer Bee.
The bodies of the two were pulled by gravity, floating up, drifting to the front of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
The Demonic Statue opened its mouth, and two enormous iron chains shot out from within, instantly piercing into Naruto and Killer Bee's bodies.
Then, with a pull.
In an instant, the Eight Tails and Nine Tails inside the two were pulled out.
The two tailed beasts struggled desperately, but it was completely useless, as they were dragged into the statue's body by its chains.
Naruto and Killer Bee, having lost the tailed beasts inside them, couldn't help but fall to the ground.
Rin saw this and couldn't help but feel some sympathy.
Young Obito noticed this and slowly said, "I'll send their bodies over."
"As it happens, their companions have already arrived."
After speaking, Young Obito looked at Naruto and Killer Bee who were still falling, and the six scythes in his eyes began to spin.
The space around the two distorted, and a spatial passageway opened up.
In the next moment, the bodies of the two passed through the spatial passage and landed precisely within the respective formations of the Allied Shinobi Forces.
Off to the side, Madara looked at this scene, and the dread in his eyes grew deeper.
To transmit people across space to designated locations with almost no deviation. This level of space-time ninjutsu mastery was something he had never heard of or seen before.
With just this technique, the threat Young Obito posed to him had already surpassed that of Old Obito, who had acquired both his Rinnegan.
Madara couldn't help but ask, "You… who exactly are you?"
Young Obito looked at Madara's serious expression, and suddenly wanted to play a little joke on him.
"My name is Indra. My unworthy descendant, you've disappointed me greatly. To think you were suppressed by the reincarnation of Ashura, I really couldn't stand to watch, so I had to step in personally."
"Indra?"
Hearing this strange yet familiar name, Madara furrowed his brows, "You mean, you are the ancestor of the Uchiha clan, the second son of the Sage of Six Paths from the legends?"
Young Obito nodded, "The traces of my existence have long disappeared from the history of the shinobi world. But within your body resides the chakra of myself and Ashura. This chakra is also known as the Power of All Things."
"Without this power, do you think you could have awakened the eyes that only our father possessed?"
Madara couldn't help but recall the process of awakening his Rinnegan. The person before him knew even more details than he did, and he couldn't help but believe his identity a little more.
"So even the combination of Uchiha and Senju blood, if it lacks the chakra of you and Ashura, still cannot awaken the Rinnegan?"
"The Power of All Things… so that's what it means."
Young Obito feigned dissatisfaction, crossed his arms, and snorted, "Ordinary people could never lay hands on my power. Naturally, you are the most special one."
"It's just that, my reincarnations have already fought Ashura's for over a thousand years. Every time, it was my power that crushed his. He could only unite others to resist me, hence the emergence of the Senju."
"I must say, you're the worst I've ever mentored. To lose in individual strength to the group-minded Senju, what a disgrace you are to me."
Uchiha Madara's expression darkened. He shouted sternly, "I did not lose! I also reached the far shore! It was also I who lived until the very end!"
However, Young Obito only mocked, "My successor has already learned how to make excuses? Winning by barely surviving, is that considered a win? I think you'd better obediently return to the Pure Land and stop embarrassing me here."
Madara grew furious, wishing he could immediately summon his full-body Susanoo and slap Young Obito hard across the face. But once he thought about the fact that Young Obito was supposedly his legendary ancestor Indra, and wielded a space-time power that he deeply feared, he extinguished the idea.
He only snorted, "Since you are a ghost dead for over a thousand years, the one who should return to the Pure Land is you. Why interfere with the future history of the shinobi world?"
Young Obito's tone carried a vague, mysterious implication.
"Naturally, something happened, something you failed to handle. So I had no choice but to come in person."
"To be honest, whether this shinobi world lives or dies, what it becomes, is of no concern to me. But what you absolutely shouldn't have done, was to act foolishly, being deceived and used, yet not even realizing it. That's what truly disappointed me."
Madara was stunned. He didn't believe that this shinobi ghost, one even more dead than him, would lie to him. It was meaningless to deceive him on something like this.
He frowned and asked, "Who deceived and used me? Speak clearly!"
However, Young Obito only said, "Guess for yourself. If your shallow intellect can guess it, remember, don't say it out loud. Because… I have an account to settle with it."
Madara couldn't help but recall every person he had ever come into contact with. Who was it that had deceived him?
But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find anyone qualified to deceive him. In the end, after ruling out every impossibility, a pitch-black figure appeared in his mind.
'Could it be… that one?'
'But isn't that something I myself have created, my own will?'
Madara suddenly sensed the surrounding White Zetsu, and called out in his heart, "Come here."
A White Zetsu obeyed and came to the top of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, in front of Madara, "Lord Madara, what are your orders?"
Madara asked calmly, "Where is Black Zetsu? I haven't seen it in a while."
However, this White Zetsu replied in confusion, "I also don't know where it is. It seems it cut off contact with us earlier."
Madara's expression instantly turned grim, 'My own will, at such a critical time, has vanished?'
Though everything was still unclear, it already explained many things.
Madara asked, "So, Black Zetsu has a problem?"
Young Obito snorted, "Only now realizing it? Should I call you foolish, or just stupid?"
Madara was a clever man, he instantly guessed something, "The Infinite Tsukuyomi plan… is related to Black Zetsu? Otherwise, it's inexplicable why you would help us implement the plan?"
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