"I've spent the past few days busying myself with these useless things." Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "It's time to settle this now."
"Uncle, aren't you afraid of seeing terrifying illusions?" Dales Yi asked Uchiha Madara.
"Isn't that sort of thing fake?" Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "Besides, we Uchiha have a certain resistance to illusions."
"Both of you have your own skills. It feels like I'm the only one here who serves no purpose." Dales Yi said helplessly.
"There's no need for you to be useful yet. Just follow along and learn properly," Uchiha Madara said.
"Following an old man as unfathomable as me will be a great help to your life in the future." Uchiha Madara smiled at Dales Yi.
"But you still seem like a rather unreliable old man," Dales Yi said helplessly.
The three of them continued walking forward.
Looking at the scenery around them, Uchiha Madara truly could not have imagined that such a place existed within the White Forest.
Even Uchiha Madara himself began to wonder whether the vibrant colors here were an illusion, or whether the endless white outside was the illusion.
"Those up ahead should be Seven-Colored Butterflies, right?" Dales Yi said, looking at the colorful butterflies fluttering ahead.
"That's right. These are them, exactly as they were described in the book," Dales Yi said.
Uchiha Madara looked at the two Seven-Colored Butterflies. They were nothing like he had imagined. These two butterflies were simply too beautiful.
Their wings were not mottled with colors as Uchiha Madara had expected. Instead, they carried a gradient of color that continuously flickered across their wings.
"They really are beautiful." Even Uchiha Madara praised them. "It's my first time seeing butterflies this beautiful. The colors of their wings are absolutely one of a kind."