"Pfft!"
Black Zetsu had not expected Jigen's strike to be so precise, either. That one rod had just happened to stab straight into his real body.
And the Black Rod, which was a Yin-Yang Release creation just like him, happened to be one of the few things in this world that could hurt him.
"Damn it. Next time I go out, I'm definitely checking the almanac first."
Black Zetsu, pierced clean through by the Black Rod, cursed under his breath. If he did not get this thing pulled out quickly, he might really be done for.
"This fragile?"
As the one responsible, Jigen looked utterly baffled. He had deliberately avoided every vital point in the human body with that strike, aiming only to capture him alive. So why did the other party still look like he was about to croak?
"Bastard!"
Uchiha Madara, who had witnessed Uchiha Sasuke's miserable state, had bloodshot eyes. To actually hurt his little brother right under his nose—this monk had already earned himself a death sentence.
Ignoring the Great Black Box falling overhead, Uchiha Madara closed in and swung a furious punch.
"Bang!"
Unfortunately, that punch was deflected when the other party raised a hand. Even so, it forced Jigen to drop Uchiha Sasuke, who was spurting blood in his hand. Uchiha Madara seized the chance to scoop him up and swiftly retreat to a safe distance.
"Uchiha Sasuke!"
Shaking Black Zetsu, whose aura was growing weaker in his arms, Uchiha Madara showed a rare trace of panic.
"I... I..."
Pinned by the Black Rod, Black Zetsu desperately controlled the Clone's arm and pointed at his chest, trying to remind Uchiha Madara to help him pull the rod out.
"Don't talk. Izuna and the others will be here soon. You'll be fine!"
But clearly, Uchiha