Seeing Madara sitting at ease on the stone chair, Kagami Uchiha swept his slightly disheveled hair back.
"Old man, can't fight anymore?"
Uchiha Madara rested both hands on his knees, looking no different from any ordinary old man.
"There's no point in continuing. You've achieved your goal, haven't you?"
"Besides, this body is about to reach its limit."
Kagami Uchiha seemed to remember something.
Logically speaking, Uchiha Madara couldn't leave the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path. He needed it to sustain his life.
He hadn't thought too much about it at first.
Kagami Uchiha had subconsciously felt that there was nothing strange about Madara still being capable of coming out for a fight.
Perhaps it was some method like the Wood Clone, but since he said so...
Body Replacement Technique!
How could he use it without the Rinnegan?
Kagami Uchiha narrowed his eyes, feeling offended.
"Is it some kind of clone technique? You really do look down on me."
Madara showed no emotional fluctuation and said calmly, "My true body can't leave, and this technique can also carry all of my Dojutsu Power."
"How pathetic. This little bit of strength is actually the full extent of what I can use now."
The features that belonged to Uchiha Madara gradually faded, revealing deathly pale skin.
It was a White Zetsu.
A faint rustling came from the cracks in the rock and soil. A White Zetsu crawled out, its hair a mass of sickly green, tousled strands.
"Young Master Jing, Lord Madara wants you to go see him."
"Got it. Wait a moment."
Kagami Uchiha opened a scroll and walked over to the dead White Zetsu.
"...This was Lord Madara's research result. How can you..."
"He never said I couldn't. It's already dead, so what's wrong with me taking it