"The real Madara Uchiha probably died long ago in some lightless corner.
If you're using Madara Uchiha's name, you must have seen his true face, or you once served under him.
For Madara Uchiha to take you in—and for you to awaken true Wood Release—you must be a shinobi of the Uchiha."
Cold sweat broke out on Guangtai's face. He had never expected Fugaku to guess where he came from.
Guangtai turned and retreated. If his identity was exposed, the Uchiha would probably imprison him for life, even if they didn't kill him.
As Guangtai pulled back, a blurred figure appeared behind him in an instant.
Guangtai spun around and formed hand signs.
"Wood Release: Wooden Human Technique!"
The ground shook violently. Saplings burst from the earth, but the figure shrouded in black mist did not pause. He vanished again.
He appeared behind Guangtai with a Black Rod in hand and thrust it forward, pinning Guangtai in place.
The Wood Release that had been about to erupt died away. More Black Rods appeared in the shadowy figure's hands, and he drove them into Guangtai's body one after another.
The searing pain made White Zetsu peel away from Guangtai's body, exposing his true face.
Several Uchiha stared at the face, familiar yet strange, and froze.
"Clan Head, it's Guangtai. His team was ambushed by Kumogakure during a mission years ago. I never thought he'd still be alive.
Looks like Madara Uchiha saved him. Or perhaps the whole thing was Madara's plot," Takigawa said.
Fugaku nodded. "Bring him back when we return to Konoha. I want to hear everything that happened."
Kenichi walked over. Kamui Space began to swirl, warping the air and drawing Guangtai inside. The Black Rods would severely restrict his movements.
The remaining Akatsuki members stayed where they were.