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For a moment, the enormous cavern fell into a deathly silence once more.
Only the occasional dripping of water from the cave ceiling gently echoed between the two.
Obito sat on the rock, clutching his wound, and while regulating his breathing, he couldn't help but secretly observe Madara Uchiha.
At this moment, Madara had his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
However, the immense, invisible pressure emanating from him remained undiminished, still weighing heavily on Obito's mind, making it hard for him to breathe.
For a long while, Madara did not say another word. He neither urged Obito to leave nor showed any other emotion, as if he had really fallen asleep.
The dim light in the cave illuminated his aged yet still sharply defined profile, and the shadows outlined his cold, stern features.
Obito gazed silently at Madara Uchiha's wrinkled yet still dignified face, his thoughts drifting inappropriately away.
In a daze, the scene he had witnessed in the audience resurfaced deep in his mind.
Madara Uchiha, who appeared in his prime with a cold and sharp gaze!
Those were images that had appeared in my previous dreams.
At his peak, Madara Uchiha was unparalleled in both his aura and his demeanor.
But then, a scene from the real world flashed into Obito's mind like a nightmare.
A blood-red night, raging flames, the Uchiha clan's territory reduced to a blood-stained ruin...
The Night of Extermination...
Obito's pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing froze for a moment.
The sudden thought made his heart race, and a sense of guilt and unease rose from the depths of his heart.
If Madara knew that the Uchiha clan in reality was almost completely wiped out by me, how would he react?
Will he be so enraged that he'll tear me, the "sinner," to pieces on the spot?
Or perhaps... they simply remain indifferent?
Thinking of this, Obito couldn't help but swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
He wasn't sure what Madara Uchiha's feelings for his clan were, but there was no doubt that the blood debt he owed to the Uchiha clan that night must not be exposed to Madara.
Yet, a strong sense of curiosity was stirring within him.
What is Madara Uchiha's view on the current Uchiha clan?
Only by figuring out this problem can he determine whether Madara will take his anger out on him once he learns the truth.
Conflicting emotions churned within me.
Obito's forehead was covered in a little cold sweat, and his lips were a bit dry.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist the urge to pique his curiosity and nervousness. He gently licked his chapped lips and forced himself to break the silence: "Um... Lord Madara..."
Upon hearing Obito suddenly speak, Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, but remained silent with his eyes closed.
Seeing that Madara had no reaction, Obito was even more uneasy.
He carefully chose his words, asking slowly and deliberately, "What...what is your view on the current Uchiha clan?"
After saying this, he held his breath and stared intently at Madara Uchiha's face, afraid of missing any change in the other's expression.
In the silence, Madara Uchiha slowly opened his eyes.
He merely glanced at Obito, a fleeting red light flashing in his pupils.
Immediately afterwards, he frowned slightly, a clear look of displeasure flashing across his face, as if he had been asked an extremely boring question.
"Uchiha clan?"
Obito felt uneasy under Madara's gaze and couldn't help but nod nervously to show that this was exactly the question he had asked.
"Humph……"
Madara Uchiha let out another extremely disdainful sneer.
"A bunch of ignorant cowards who have long lost the true character and power of the Uchiha clan!"
His comments were full of contempt and sarcasm, as if he were talking about a bunch of worthless trash.
Such a merciless critique left Obito momentarily stunned.
However, after a brief moment of surprise, he felt a sense of relief and relief.
Yes, thankfully.
Madara's attitude toward the Uchiha clan seemed even colder than he had imagined.
This means that even if the Uchiha clan were to perish in reality, Madara might... not do anything to him because of it!
Thinking of this, Obito's previously anxious heart calmed down a little.
He subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, his voice lowering slightly as he cautiously pressed on, "Then... if... I mean, if..."
Obito's eyes flickered.
"If the Uchiha clan, as you described, were to be completely wiped out one day... would you feel sorry for them?"
His voice trailed off as he waited breathlessly for Ban's reply.
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's pupils contracted slightly, and a mysterious and profound expression appeared on his previously calm face.
He stared intently at Obito, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked coldly, "Destruction?"
The next instant, a cruel smile slowly curved the corners of Ban's lips.
"Their demise was inevitable."
As soon as he finished speaking, Obito swayed slightly, almost doubting that he had misheard.
He opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't utter a single syllable.
Madara Uchiha's answer was without the slightest hesitation, nor even the slightest bit of sympathy.
That ruthless tone seemed to be announcing a trivial fact, declaring that the destruction of the Uchiha clan was utterly insignificant in his eyes.
This was exactly the answer Obito subconsciously wanted to hear.
But when Obito actually heard such a cold-blooded statement from Madara, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
Looking at the indifferent old man before him, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Is this... Uchiha Madara?
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
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in the audience.
Everyone was shocked by Madara Uchiha's cold words, as if an invisible chill swept through the dark viewing space.
Kashi and Jiraiya exchanged a glance, both reading deep horror and apprehension in each other's eyes.
Madara Uchiha was so ruthless to his own clansmen, and now this same guy has become their real enemy!
Both of them frowned simultaneously, feeling a terrible headache.
How difficult it would be to deal with such a formidable enemy with such mental fortitude and skill!
Danzo, who had been silent for a long time, now stared wide-eyed at Madara Uchiha on the screen, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.
To be honest, ever since Danzo witnessed the prowess of the First Hokage, Madara Uchiha, he felt both respect and fear towards Madara, and could even be said to be impressed by his demeanor and strength.
For this reason, Danzo has been reflecting on and doubting himself during this period.
He was brainwashed by Tobirama Senju and, from a young age, was influenced by Tobirama's fear and prejudice against the Uchiha clan, believing that the Uchiha clan was inherently evil and could not be relied upon.
Based on this belief, he ultimately personally orchestrated and participated in the massacre of the Uchiha clan.
However, when Danzo witnessed Madara Uchiha's magnanimity and methods as Hokage in his dream, and saw how powerful Konoha was under Madara's leadership.
He couldn't help but begin to waver.
Did I really do something wrong in the first place?
Danzo was once lost and confused, with a cloud of self-doubt hanging over him.
However, just now, Madara Uchiha's extremely cold words were like a wake-up call, completely waking him up!
Danzo's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and a glint of light flashed in his single eye.
That's right! What kind of Uchiha clan is it without Madara Uchiha leading it?
Those guys like Fugaku Uchiha, so weak and incompetent, even their resistance is hesitant and ineffective...
Those ordinary Uchiha clan members who only indulge in glory, magnanimity, pride, and eye power, but have long lost their fangs and ambition... do they even deserve to be called Uchiha?
Overcome with excitement, Danzo couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
"Their 'purity' is too low! They're not even as good as me! They're pitifully weak, and there's always a reason why someone is pitiful! They deserve to die!"
His single eye gleamed with a fanatical light.
Yes, these decadent Uchiha are utterly foolish. Their so-called bloodline has long lost its former glory, so what's the point of keeping it?
Danzo thought about it more and more and felt that his previous actions were completely blameless.
Such a clan, if allowed to continue to exist, would only tarnish the name of the Uchiha!
Danzo stared at the screen as if possessed, his chest heaving rapidly.
It seems... I didn't do anything wrong before!
The one who was wrong was Tobirama Senju!
The Uchiha who were wrong were the ones without Madara!
Finally, Danzo slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair and stood up.
He stood tall and proud, his aged face now brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "I, Shimura Danzo, have always walked the right path! And this righteousness will ultimately bring glory to Konoha!"
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
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