Most strikingly, the spot where the blood-red Sharingan should have been in his right eye was now a dull gray-white. He had clearly lost his sight in it.
It was a painful price to pay, but Madara didn't care much.
The eye hadn't been his to begin with, so there was no reason to treasure it.
Besides, getting to fight Uchiha Yin was worth that price.
Madara Uchiha wanted to press on with his plan, but his body no longer seemed up to it.
The thought drew a rueful smile from him. He formed a hand seal and used one of the few Ninjutsu he still had at his disposal to activate a space-time technique.
He vanished on the spot and returned to Kannabi Bridge, where he had been before. Reluctantly, he closed his eyes.
He muttered, "I'll have to leave the rest to Obito!"
Meanwhile, Obito, in whom Madara had placed such high hopes, was faring reasonably well under Black Zetsu's guidance.
As they fled Uchiha Yin's pursuit, the two focused only on getting away. They hadn't even paid attention to their route.
When they finally stopped, they found themselves at Amegakure.
Amegakure was nothing like the other Ninja Villages, which were large and prosperous.
It was no bigger than an ordinary village, and the constant rain gave it an oppressive air.
Amegakure was a small village with little fighting strength.
It had always been at a disadvantage during the wars. Even now that Yahiko, Nagato, and the others had founded the Akatsuki to protect it, their efforts had achieved little.
Obito had little fighting strength left at his disposal.
But when he arrived here, his eyes lit up. Nagato was someone Madara Uchiha had also placed great hopes in.
Obito immediately decided to meet Nagato.
Nagato's strength was