Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju had a terrifying amount of chakra, and the spectacle of their battle could be called a moving natural disaster, with every move and style capable of altering the terrain.
Right on this plain outside the Rain Village, that very battle had sheerly created a precipice several hundred meters high.
At the edge of the barren cliff stood two figures clad in deep blue robes, embroidered on the back with the Uchiha clan's fan crest.
With a full head of white hair, an aged face, a slightly stooped posture, and hands resting atop a wooden cane, the one using Setsuna Uchiha's disguise was Wang Ming.
Beside him, with one hand resting on the hilt of the long sword at his waist, the other hanging naturally, and an aura of unruliness radiating between his brows, was the current head of the Uchiha Clan, Sasuke Uchiha.
"Great Elder!"
"Are you doing this willingly?" After a moment of silence, Sasuke Uchiha finally could not help asking.
"Need you even ask?"
"Isn't that obvious?" Wang Ming turned his head to glance at Sasuke, then said offhandedly.
Hearing this, Sasuke Uchiha nodded, and once again fell into a prolonged silence.
As for Madara's Eye of the Moon Plan, Sasuke's internal inclination to oppose it was never that strong.
Upon discovering that Wang Ming was not being controlled, he had even less intense desire to fight to the death just to help Madara Uchiha.
However...
Sasuke Uchiha did not believe that Wang Ming genuinely wanted to execute the Eye of the Moon Plan.
He knew about the Uchiha Floating Island, which was also capable of forging peace.
Sasuke felt that Wang Ming must have other plans, only it was not yet time to make a move.
Though he did not know what