This was completely different from the savage, demonized creatures Uchiha Madara had imagined. Moreover, Uchiha Madara noticed that as the animal waddled away, the lake water on its body was gradually shaken off, revealing the white skin beneath.
"..." After seeing this, Uchiha Madara plopped down on the ground.
Uchiha Madara understood now. This black lake water was not Magic Stone at all, and these animals had not turned black—they had merely been dyed black.
Perhaps it was because of the rocky terrain, or some other reason, that this lake had turned black. But no matter what, it definitely had nothing to do with Magic Stone.
"What a wasted trip." Uchiha Madara sat on the ground and muttered helplessly to himself.
Since he had parted ways with Xing En, even Uchiha Madara himself had no idea how many days had passed.
Over the past few days, Uchiha Madara had traveled day and night, all so he could find the Magic Stone here as quickly as possible.
But now, it seemed he had been busy for nothing. There was nothing here at all, only a legend.
At this moment, Uchiha Madara remembered what Xing En had told him: if Light of Hope did not send someone to help him, then this was not the true location of the Magic Stone.
This proved that the girl really did seem to know where the Magic Stones were—perhaps even the locations of every single one of them.
"If I get the chance, I really need to meet her properly. It would save me from taking so many needless detours," Uchiha Madara said.
Uchiha Madara immediately felt a little discouraged, but there was nothing he could do. At the very least, he now knew there was nothing here, and he still had more places to