Obito's Mangekyo! Izanagi!

Clang!

In a pitch-black space, sparks suddenly burst from clashing metal. A pair of blood-red eyes appeared behind the sparks, spinning rapidly, and then their owner flashed aside, dodging the sneak attack from the white figure behind him.

Immediately after, he followed through by driving the kunai in his hand into another white figure's skull, then kicked away the white figure that had just ambushed him and plunged back into close-quarters combat.

A moment later, under the control of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, the battle ended as smoothly as flowing water.

"Not bad. You're much stronger than before."

"Haha! I told you I'm a genius! All right, old man, let's move on to the next training. I have to bring Rin back as soon as possible!"

Needless to say, these two were Obito and Madara. What they had just been doing was taijutsu combat training against specialized White Zetsu, one of the areas Obito had a relatively good grasp of.

Of course, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan was part of it as well. The current Obito, after Madara's instruction during this period, had basically become familiar with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. Though he was still a little immature, he was already capable of bearing that power.

Madara had originally planned to wait a little longer, but what he had not expected was for Shiro to move so quickly. At present, the time left to him was already running short.

"Obito, stop for a moment. There's something I need to tell you. You'd better prepare yourself."

"Prepare... myself? Did something... happen?" Looking at Madara's grave expression, an ominous premonition flashed through Obito's heart.

"This place is about to be exposed. During the previous rescue operation, we already drew their attention. Those people will find this place very soon, so we need to evacuate as soon