After Madara left Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he kept galloping all the way and continued towards Star Dou Great Forest. He was in a hurry when he came, and Obito was still left in Star Dou Great Forest by him and looked after by Shadow Clone.
However, along the way, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Perhaps it was because he had been struggling on the edge of life and death for many years that Madara developed a sixth sense that was very different from ordinary people, which is the whim of the strong. He would feel it every time he encountered a major event, such as the last battle with Titled Douluo, and another example, the encounter with Titan Giant Ape in Star Dou Great Forest.
However, this time it was a bit intense, as if the oppressive feeling of rolling clouds before a huge storm came appeared in Madara's mind.
"It feels like Spirit Hall is coming from an evil person this time!" Madara thought secretly as his heart became heavier.
Madara's current strength cannot be said to be invincible, so he is naturally wary of the Spirit Hall. After all, with his overlord-level power background, he can indeed use the human sea tactics of several Titled Douluo, not to mention that among Spirit City, there are also the Pope Bibi Dong and the unknown Great Enshrined.
Although Madara is warlike, he will never die. To be on the safe side, he prepares to activate Mangekyo ability Kamui to rush on, but he discovers something strange.
"What's going on? The space here is actually sealed!" Mangekyō Sharingan had already spun out the afterimage, but the surrounding space was calm as usual, and did not form a space vortex to engulf him as usual. Alarm bells suddenly sounded in Madara's heart, and he said with great solemnity.
"Hahahahaha! Did you find it? But it doesn't matter!" Along with the gloomy wind, the sun in the sky was covered by thick ink-like clouds, and the ghostly wail resounded in Madara's ears. It was the Ghost Douluo he had encountered before. "You are certain to die today! Uchiha Madara!"
Along with Ghost Douluo's words, there was a phantom flag with different colors in each of the four directions, southeast, northwest, soaring straight into the sky, standing tall and majestic.
After Madara sensed their aura fluctuations, his face became extremely ugly. "It was actually Martial Soul Fusion Skill performed by four Titled Douluos!"
"Your boy is about to die today! Don't worry, we will give you a happy ending!" In this gloomy cloud and wind, the golden stream of light looked extremely dazzling. In the blink of an eye, it flew from the horizon to Madara's front. It was Ghost Douluo's old partner Chrysanthemum Douluo.
"It seems that I have been prepared for a long time! Someone has leaked my whereabouts!" Madara's heart felt as if a piece of Taiseki was weighing on his head, and he slowly sank.
"But you two can't do anything about me?" Madara sneered, his eyes full of confusion and ridicule for their despicable behavior. Even in the face of an enemy several times his size, he still remained calm, and his arrogant demeanor made people admire him involuntarily.
Then let you see my true strength!
Madara's violent aura swept away in all directions like a tide, making the environment that had already dropped in temperature due to several Titled Douluo murderous intentions become even colder like a biting winter.
Countless blood energy mixed with terrifying murderous intent was like a flood that opened a gate, rushing in in a mighty manner. Even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were Titled Douluo, could not help but change their expressions.
"It has already reached this level in just two or three years!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, was full of disbelief and she exclaimed involuntarily.
"It seems that I made the right decision to kill you at this time!" Ghost Douluo sneered solemnly, a pair of dark green eyes like two quietly burning will-o'-the-wisps.
"Who told you? There are only two of us at the Spirit Hall? It's so ignorant!" Two more figures descended from the sky in mid-air, looking down at Madara with the power of a god.
"I am Qian Jun Douluo! This is my brother Jiang Long Douluo! When you get to the Palace of Hell, don't forget who killed you, so that you can be a wise man!" Qian Jun Douluo looked down on Madara who was standing there with arrogance, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt when he saw that he couldn't even fly.
The four Titled Douluos in front of them, plus the four unknown Titled Douluos arranged in the surrounding square formation, actually had eight Titled Douluos dispatched. This is really shocking!
You must know that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the most expensive Upper Three Sects, only add up to three Titled Douluo. The number of Titled Douluo on the road is even less than two fingers.
Spirit Hall's power has become so powerful that it can wipe out any force on the mainland in a short period of time. This does not include the Pope Bibi Dong who is even stronger than Tang Hao, and the Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu who is even more powerful than Tang Hao.
"Spirit Hall is really terrifying! Such strength has never been known to outsiders. You really have big plans!" Madara said in a deep voice as he looked at the Titled Douluos who surrounded him from four directions.
"So what if the plan is too big? Do you think you can still live to tell these things?" Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was looking down at Madara from a high place, had a trace of pity in his eyes, but this did not affect him and the other three Titled Douluo's step by step pursuit.
Perhaps pressure reaching its limit is motivation. Madara felt that the current situation couldn't get any worse. Instead, he felt relaxed and extremely relieved.
"Hahahahaha, there are eight Titled Douluos surrounding and suppressing me. This also means they look up to me, Uchiha Madara!" Madara shook his head indifferently and laughed slightly at himself.
If that's the case, then let's fight to the death!
"In that case, let me see if you are qualified to kill me, right?" The smile on Madara's face, which was still laughing unscrupulously, disappeared without a trace in an instant, and what appeared instead was the arrogance that ignored life and death, and the Sharingan in his eyes rotated rapidly, revealing a hint of madness.
You can't live without being crazy! Now that it has reached this point, either you die or I die, then the only option is to take a crazy gamble!
Boom!
Madara stretched out his hand and gently pulled a knot on his left shoulder. With the sound of the heavy weight falling, a large amount of dust was thrown up and his figure was instantly submerged.
Just when several other peaks and Douluo were worried about whether Madara would escape under the cover of dust, an extremely fierce wind swept in all directions with Madara as the center, instantly clearing away the dust that had just been stirred up.
"Eight Inner Gates The sixth door, Gate of View, open it to me!" The original pupils in Madara's eyes disappeared instantly and did not turn into the whites of their eyes like Might Guy and the others. Instead, they were covered with scarlet and darkness that were so rich that they could not be dissolved.
Madara's whole body was filled with violent momentum, and the pores all over his body could not stop spewing blood-red Soul Power steam, which was as dazzling as a blazing bloody torch.
"It's still not enough!" Madara's momentum seemed to have no limit, rising steadily under the horror of the other Titled Douluo. Some small stones around him had broken away from gravity and were flying. His black hair was blown by the strong wind, but he was still roaring at the top of his lungs.
"Divine Slaughter's Domain, Sage Mode! Give them all to me!" Madara seemed to have really turned into a madman at this moment, as if he was grinding his teeth so hard that he even roared with a hint of ferocity.
"It seems that it was right to send us together! This kid is really a monster! He actually got Divine Slaughter's Domain from City of Slaughter!" Chrysanthemum Douluo felt the extremely similar field that he had experienced in Bibi Dong, and his expression changed drastically.