Uchiha Madara remembered what Ci Enyiwu had told him when he first arrived, but now he increasingly felt that the truth was very close at hand.
Uchiha Madara felt that if he could find the Magic Stone on Houdong Mountain, then he would have no need to believe everything Ci Enyiwu had said.
At the same time, Uchiha Madara felt that Ci Enyiwu would no longer seem quite so miraculous.
Uchiha Madara walked slowly. Even after a long time, he had found nothing, because the land ahead was completely open, with everything in plain sight.
"There's nothing here at all," Uchiha Madara muttered to himself.
In such an open place, if there were anything strange, he would have spotted it at a glance.
Yet as far as the eye could see, though the area was vast, it was utterly empty.
What disappointed Uchiha Madara most was that he could not sense the aura of any Magic Stone.
Uchiha Madara understood very well how a Magic Stone felt. Even from far away, he could sense that most intense aura.
But things were different now. He could not feel anything at all, which meant there was no Magic Stone anywhere nearby.
What Uchiha Madara could not understand was that this place lay completely exposed and empty. Where was the danger supposed to be?
For nothing more than a gravel field like this, was that big man really willing to block him from entering?
After thinking it over, Uchiha Madara could only continue forward helplessly.
The sun was slowly setting. While there was still afterglow from the sunset, he could see clearly enough, so Uchiha Madara quickened his pace.
He had no desire to still be in such a wide-open place when night fell, unable to see his hand in front of his