"So these are the ninja of Amegakure?"
Amid over ten thousand White Zetsu, the sinister, serpentine eyes of the black-robed ninja leading them slowly swept over the ninja in Amegakure attire ahead of him.
He had never expected that, after he had been away from Amegakure for so little time...
The Amegakure ninja would now look so much stronger.
Had that fellow Ning Feng come up with some other idea to make Amegakure's ninja this powerful?
Kabuto Yakushi looked at the distant Amegakure ninja, each brimming with fighting spirit and seemingly abundant chakra, and his expression turned slightly ugly.
That fellow Madara Uchiha, in order to buy time...
Had actually arranged for him to come to the battlefield in person.
He had only recently given Madara Uchiha cells better suited to him.
Yet as soon as Ōnoki sent word that he was retreating, Madara Uchiha had sent him to take Ōnoki's place to buy time.
"But... once he integrates the cells I gave him, who knows what level he'll reach..."
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Kabuto Yakushi's mouth.
He believed that, as long as Madara Uchiha successfully integrated the cells he had given him...
He would definitely give Ning Feng a big surprise.
"Kabuto... the Amegakure ninja up ahead aren't far from us now... should we attack directly, or...?"
Suddenly, a ninja shaped like a pitcher plant appeared beside him, poking his head out to look at Kabuto Yakushi as he spoke.
Kabuto Yakushi slowly turned his head. "Attack? What sort of attack could a mere ten thousand White Zetsu launch? What Lord Madara needs now is time."
As he spoke, Kabuto Yakushi swept his hand, and several coffins rose from the ground behind him!
"What are you going to...?"
Black Zetsu looked at Kabuto Yakushi in