No Choice, Who Told This Peerless Lord He'd Contracted the So-Called Terminal Illness of Bonds

"Hah..."

Hearing Uchiha Sasuke's energetic shout from afar, Uchiha Madara, who was locked blade-to-blade with Jigen, relaxed beneath his mask.

"Click!"

And at that moment, the energy inside the Nine-Tailed Card finally ran dry, and it ejected itself from the slot.

The white Fox God Armor dissolved into particles of light and vanished, turning back into its magenta base color. At the same time, a suffocating weakness instantly surged into Uchiha Madara's heart.

Sensing the pressure abruptly lessen, Jigen immediately poured strength into both arms. The crossed Black Rods in his hands thrust upward hard, actually sending Uchiha Madara flying.

"Heh heh. Borrowed power is always lost one day. Are you ready to accept the wrath of a god?"

Looking at Uchiha Madara, whose steps were unsteady after landing, Jigen let out two cold laughs. The many different wounds on his body began healing at extreme speed, and moments later he had recovered completely.

"Sorry, but I've never liked dancing alone."

Uchiha Madara steadied himself, his gaze falling on several figures racing over from afar, and a faint smile curved across his lips.

"Tap!"

"Big brother! Are you all right?"

Izuna was deeply worried about Uchiha Madara's physical condition. He was already so old, so why was he still so impulsive? He had actually used that many Tailed Beast Cards in one breath.

"I can still hold on."

Uchiha Madara gently shook his head. He knew he still could not fall, or else with Izuna and the others alone, it would be very hard for them to escape from Jigen alive.

"How is Uchiha Sasuke?"

"He just took the medicine. His condition has already improved."

Ichichuzi responded aloud, but his eyes did not dare leave his former master for even an instant, for fear the other side would launch a