Uchiha Madara felt the aura of death growing heavier and heavier.
"It's angry." The old man said to Uchiha Madara, "Run, quickly. Otherwise, it'll be too late."
"What the hell is this thing?" Uchiha Madara looked around. The flowers, grass, and trees had all withered away. Blackness was gradually spreading, and everywhere he looked was filled with death.
Even now, Uchiha Madara had not sensed any indication of Feis Qianjie's strength. He had always thought it was merely a shapeshifting monster, but seeing death all around him, he knew things were far from simple.
But Uchiha Madara was curious. Why had he been unable to sense anything at all about this ancient magical beast's strength until now?
Uchiha Madara looked into the distance. Such a vast forest had actually all turned black.
Uchiha Madara was deeply shocked. Just how powerful was this energy? Yet even so, he still could not sense Feis Qianjie's strength.
At that moment, only four words came to Uchiha Madara's mind: unfathomably deep.
"You dared to deceive me? I've lived for so many years, and I was actually played by you?" Feis Qianjie shouted at Uchiha Madara.
"Let's talk this out." Uchiha Madara smiled at Feis Qianjie. "You know yourself that you've lived for so long, so don't stoop to my level. At your age, you shouldn't get angry so easily."
"Getting angry too easily isn't good for your health," Uchiha Madara said.
Before Uchiha Madara could finish speaking, he saw a long black staff swing toward him.
It was incredibly fast. Even Uchiha Madara's eyes caught only a black shadow; he could not make out what it was or what it looked like.
The next second, Uchiha Madara felt dizzy, and then he was sent flying into the sky.
The force was immense. Uchiha Madara