"Whether you're really Uchiha Madara or not, I think you've confused one thing. Akatsuki is a force under my command, not something you can order around as you please."
Walking past the others, Uchiha Yuu's Sharingan was only an ordinary Three-Tomoe, yet no one present dared underestimate his abilities. His strength was not displayed through his eyes, but through his terrifying bloodline.
He could unleash an annihilating effect similar to Dust Release, not to mention his formidable taijutsu and reaction speed. To him, his eyes were merely the icing on the cake, reduced to an auxiliary tool.
Uchiha Yuu's powerful confidence radiated outward, placing immense pressure on his opponent. Even Obito, who had endured darkness and pain, could feel an overwhelming pressure at that moment, making his movements slightly stiff.
It was a shock that came from the depths of his soul. Obito could not help clenching his fists.
Clearly, joining Akatsuki would not be easy.
But if he did not join Akatsuki, he would gain no useful information about its future direction and would be left in an extremely passive position. Who knew what Akatsuki would become by the next time they met?
Troublesome!
He was not the real Uchiha Madara. Although awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan had granted him terrifying Time-Space ninjutsu, his ninjutsu was primarily a powerful support ability. Defeating Uchiha Yuu would be extremely difficult.
Taking him down was therefore impossible. The best possible outcome would be a reluctant retreat.
If that happened, subduing Akatsuki would be impossible.
Sensing his hesitation, Uchiha Yuu's expression grew more solemn. Obito had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan and gained immense power, but this sudden strength was not matched by the proper mindset.
Even when facing such a simple matter, he became flustered. If he withdrew because of this, Uchiha Yuu would