Chapter 863

The purge of the Uchiha Clan was such a major matter that it had to be carried out as smoothly as possible!

Konoha was currently filled with dignitaries from various nations.

What if something happened to the Uchiha Clan and endangered those dignitaries' lives?

It was not because of Hiruzen Sarutobi's faction, but because those dignitaries were all glittering gold!

If something went wrong, how much money would Konoha lose?

There was absolutely no room for carelessness!

Meanwhile, in a hidden place within the Shinobi World...

A hidden place within the Shinobi World.

"Drip... drip..."

In the dark cave, droplets slowly fell from the ceiling, splashing faintly against the ground.

"..."

Uchiha Madara leaned against the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, his back covered in the statue's connecting tubes. His only transplanted Sharingan was dim, and he was taking in more breath than he exhaled. Death Qi permeated the air, making him seem like a corpse.

"Zetsu, my days are coming to an end."

Uchiha Madara's cracked lips moved slowly as he spoke calmly.

Though death was imminent, there was not the slightest fluctuation in Uchiha Madara's tone.

His body had long since reached its limit.

After giving his Rinnegan to Nagato, Uchiha Madara's life had entered its final countdown.

If the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path had not continuously supplied chakra to his ruined body, then given his condition, he would have gone underground to see Hashirama Senju long ago.

But even with that immense chakra sustaining his life, Uchiha Madara's body had reached its limit.

Chakra could replenish depleted physical energy, but it could not make up for life force slipping away.

The life force in Uchiha Madara's body had already run dry. No matter how much chakra he had, it could no longer prolong