Uchiha Madara was still wondering what exactly that glowing little stone was. He had never seen anything so miraculous before. Had it truly been nurtured by nature itself?
If that was true, then had nature brought this stone into existence for the purpose of starting a war?
Thinking that, Uchiha Madara glanced at the stone again. It was still endlessly alluring.
Uchiha Madara made his move. A massive fireball rose into the air, drawing the attention of some of the monsters, which all rushed toward him.
"Uncle Madara has made his move." Xing En smiled as he drew his weapons from his waist. Two gleaming swords reflected the little stone's light, their tips shining like flowing water.
Without caring what kind of monsters stood before him, Xing En charged straight into the chaotic battlefield where the slaughter was already underway.
Wails soon rang out. Uchiha Madara held the pitch-black Black Thorn in his hand, his figure weaving back and forth among the monsters. From time to time, a monster fell beneath Black Thorn. The entire underground space seemed like a realm of Shura.
Compared to these monsters, Uchiha Madara and Xing En were the ones who looked like true demons.
After finishing off his enemies, Uchiha Madara watched Xing En's movements and felt that this young man had tremendous potential for future growth.
However, what limited the young man's growth now was his lack of dreams, his lack of something he desired most. If a person had no desires, they would stagnate.
But then Uchiha Madara reconsidered. If this man had no desires, how had he cultivated himself to this level?
Xing En was the most astonished. Although he was in the middle of a slaughterhouse, he had kept an eye on Uchiha Madara the entire time. He had originally