Infinite Tsukuyomi

Black Zetsu stared at the three before it like a venomous snake.

Logically speaking, after becoming the Ten-Tails' Jinchuriki and feeling the endless power surging from within, anyone would be intoxicated by the feeling that I am invincible in the Shinobi World.

At times like this, people would usually become completely immersed in that invincible power, until they truly became invincible—or were killed.

Power was that kind of poison. One could not do without it, yet suddenly obtaining it could also make one lose sight of their own place.

Most people called that overconfidence.

But Black Zetsu was not like that. It had no intention of continuing to fight the three of them.

The reason was simple.

Uchiha Chen... Uzumaki Kushina... Hyuga Himeji.

All of them were descendants of Hagoromo and Hamura.

In Black Zetsu's eyes, Hagoromo and Hamura were the ones who had sealed Kaguya back then. If Mother were revived, the thing she would most want to do was probably kill those two unfilial sons.

Now that Hagoromo and Hamura were dead, she naturally could not kill them. But their descendants, who had inherited their will, were still right in front of it... If it offered them to Mother as gifts, she would surely be pleased!

"Ha... Mother will definitely be pleasantly surprised once she revives." Black Zetsu grinned like a madman.

Of course, the gifts were only one reason. Black Zetsu's reluctance to act also came from its cautious nature.

It had lived carefully in the Shinobi World for thousands of years. For a long time, it had even hidden in the shadows like a rat crossing the street, afraid of being discovered by Hagoromo.

Under such circumstances, no amount of caution was excessive for a lone Black Zetsu that bore the great mission of reviving its