A single tomoe had already brought his ocular power to an absurd level.
The three spinning tomoe seemed to replace the world itself, expanding without end until they filled his entire vision.
"Become my puppet, brat."
Madara spoke coldly, using the little Chakra he had left to cast a genjutsu and take control of Genitsu.
To him, this was simple. He could control a Tailed Beast with a single glance, let alone some insignificant brat.
His immense ocular power transformed into a genjutsu and surged into Genitsu's body.
First, I need to find out how much this brat has noticed... Hm?
All at once, Madara froze. Deep shock appeared on his face as a strand of his Chakra, carrying part of his consciousness, entered...
A vast, dim world.
A terrifying yet indistinct giant, impossible to make out clearly, was half-asleep as it looked down upon him, tiny as an ant.
It resembles the space where Tailed Beasts are sealed, but why would this brat have something like this inside him...? A special summoning beast? Some kind of demon? Or a manifestation of the mind? A mass of Chakra?
Madara had returned to his incomparably aged original form. He looked up in astonishment.
Rapidly comparing what he saw against his knowledge.
There were indeed many strange things in the Shinobi World, such as the Uzumaki Clan's Reaper and entities like the Evil God.
At first glance, Madara believed that the living thing before him was one of those bizarre creatures.
But Madara's expression soon darkened. "No, that's not right. Some of this thing's traits are no less remarkable than my Demonic Statue of the Outer Path..."
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path was the shell of the Ten-Tails!
At that moment, Madara's ocular power was still pouring in, successfully drawing