"Where did you come from?" A Mist Ninja stepped forward with his sword, about to finish off this extra person, but his blade passed through the other man's body as though cutting through air.
"What... is going... aaaargh!" The Mist Ninja who had swung his sword screamed. Black branches sprouted from his eyes and mouth until they burst his entire body apart.
The other Mist Ninja charged straight at Obito at the sight.
But their swinging blades passed through his body, while black branches emerged from inside them, piercing their bodies.
Obito slowly raised his head. The figures of the Mist Ninja were reflected in his scarlet Mangekyō.
"All of you... must..."
"Die!!!"
The Mountain Tomb.
Madara Uchiha, who was sitting beneath the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, opened his eyes. A White Zetsu appeared beside him.
"Lord Madara, he succeeded."
Hearing this, Hyuga Akira, who was sitting on a stump, laughed. "Your schemes worked, Lord Madara Uchiha."
Madara Uchiha slowly stood up. He had looked like an old man on the verge of dying of old age, but now a tremendous presence and killing intent spread out from him.
Rumble. The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path began to move. The tubes connecting its body to Madara Uchiha slowly writhed, as though delivering something.
Madara Uchiha's aged, withered body gradually filled out. Large patches of wrinkles began disappearing from his face, his muscles and chakra rapidly recovered, and his grayish-white robes stretched taut.
His hands rapidly formed hand seals before he slapped the ground.
Bang!!
Smoke rose, enveloping his body. When it slowly cleared, Madara Uchiha was wearing red armor, with a gunbai strapped to his back.
Only a few wrinkles remained on his face, but his head of dry white hair had not changed at all.