Chapter 270: Is Obito Uchiha About to Betray Them?

"Obito... you bastard!"

Black Zetsu stared at Obito Uchiha with an ugly expression.

Although he had long noticed that Obito’s behavior had become strange after Madara’s revival, he never expected Obito to dare turn against him so quickly.

What gave him the confidence to do so?

Was it merely his control over the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path?

Black Zetsu silently sank back into the body of the Demonic Statue.

Obito snorted coldly.

Now that he had recovered both Mangekyō Sharingan and could awaken Susanoo, he had already stepped into the realm of Super Kage-level shinobi.

Someone like Black Zetsu was no longer worth his attention.

Besides, he had disliked Black Zetsu from the very beginning.

Partly because Black Zetsu claimed to be Madara’s will.

And partly because he was always ordering him around.

Black Zetsu’s battlefield instincts were actually quite poor.

Compared to his thousand years of experience, his combat awareness wasn’t even one-tenth as impressive.

"I’ll observe for a while longer."

In truth, Obito still didn’t know which side he should support.

But there was one thing he was certain of.

Whoever became the Sage of Six Paths would gain power beyond imagination!

At that point, not only could he revive Rin, he could suppress everyone present.

To become the Sage of Six Paths, one first had to become the Ten-Tails’ jinchūriki.

And to become the Ten-Tails’ jinchūriki, all nine Tailed Beasts had to be sealed into the Demonic Statue beneath his feet.

His biggest problem now was that he lacked a Rinnegan.

Although his Mangekyō Sharingan now suffered almost no strain due to Hashirama’s cells, possessing a Rinnegan remained one of the requirements for becoming the Sage of Six Paths.

Without a Rinnegan, many techniques could not reach their full potential.

Madara had taught him the Six Paths forbidden techniques and Yin-Yang Release.

Without the Rinnegan, however, the power of those techniques in his hands could never compare to Madara’s.

In fact...

If he openly betrayed Madara now, Madara might be able to suppress him with a wave of his hand.

Everything he knew had been taught by Madara.

Surely Madara possessed methods specifically designed to counter him.

...

Huff...

Ning Feng dismissed his Susanoo.

His chakra consumption had become enormous.

On the opposite side, Madara’s chakra reserves were similarly depleted, though he hadn’t suffered any serious injuries.

As for Hashirama...

Although his Edo Tensei body technically possessed unlimited chakra, every technique he used continuously consumed the power of his soul.

In fact, his strength was visibly declining.

All forms of energy obeyed conservation.

Even Edo Tensei’s "infinite chakra" and "immortal body" required another energy source.

That energy was the spiritual power of the deceased.

Ning Feng could sense that Hashirama’s soul power was nearing exhaustion.

As expected of the First Hokage.

Even after using so many powerful techniques, his soul had yet to disperse.

"So what is it? Looks like you’ve reached your limit too."

Madara sneered as he watched Ning Feng slowly descend to the ground.

"You’re welcome to come test that."

Ning Feng raised an eyebrow and drew the Kusanagi Sword from behind his back.

The cold gleam of the blade reflected directly into Madara’s eyes.

Looking at the killing intent radiating from Ning Feng, Madara suddenly found himself unable to determine how much chakra remained within him.

Could it be...

That he still had strength left?

The smile on Madara’s face gradually disappeared.

At the same time, he drew the war scythe at his side.

Without the Gunbai fan, his close-combat capabilities had declined considerably.

"Obito has really caused me quite a bit of trouble..."

Madara sighed helplessly.

Then he moved first!

At this stage of the battle, taijutsu would determine victory or defeat!

As for Hashirama...

He only needed to continue providing support with ninjutsu.

Just like Obito had been doing...

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Madara frowned.

He hadn’t noticed any activity from Obito for quite some time.

Kamui was one of the most dangerous abilities against Ning Feng.

Once trapped in the Kamui dimension, Ning Feng would be completely at their mercy.

Why wasn’t Obito searching for openings in Ning Feng’s defenses?

With that thought, Madara turned his gaze toward the distant Demonic Statue.

The observational power of the Sharingan was already exceptional.

Now that he possessed the Rinnegan, that ability had become even stronger.

He immediately spotted Obito standing atop the Demonic Statue.

Obito was simply standing there.

Doing nothing.

"What exactly is he doing?"

Madara’s expression grew darker.

No matter how much he looked down on Ning Feng, he had to admit something.

Even with Hashirama’s assistance, defeating Ning Feng wasn’t guaranteed.

They needed support from others as well.

The fact that such a figure had emerged from the younger generation of the Uchiha clan truly made Madara marvel at the unpredictability of fate.

"Hasn’t Black Zetsu urged Obito to help yet?"

Clang!

While Madara was distracted, Ning Feng’s blade, crackling with violent Lightning Release chakra, smashed heavily against his scythe!

The tremendous force caused Madara’s arm to tremble involuntarily.

This guy’s physical strength was unbelievable.

He must have spent considerable effort training his taijutsu.

Even Madara, who had witnessed countless wars, found such physical prowess terrifying.

Boom!

Before he could react, Ning Feng’s fist slammed into his abdomen!

Immediately afterward, a powerful kick crashed into his armor!

"Urgh..."

Madara felt intense pain explode through his stomach.

His Rinnegan could barely capture traces of Ning Feng’s movements!

Had Ning Feng’s speed already reached such an absurd level?

"Wood Release... Wooden Golem Technique!"

Meanwhile, Hashirama continued fulfilling his role from a distance, constantly launching Wood Release techniques to interfere with Ning Feng.

Yet Ning Feng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.

Every attack was dodged with incredible precision, missing him by mere fractions.

As a result, Hashirama was barely contributing anything at all.

"Damn it!"

Madara was nearly ready to curse aloud.

If Obito came over now and applied pressure from the flank...

The burden of this close-quarters battle would be reduced tremendously.

"Damn it! What exactly happened to Obito?"

After several exchanges, Madara could already feel the strain mounting.

He had absorbed a tremendous amount of senjutsu chakra created by Hashirama!

His body had been strengthened immensely.

And yet even after receiving all those enhancements...

He still wasn’t Ning Feng’s match?

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