Madara used Hashirama's Cells and the Divine Tree to create a specialized enhanced White Zetsu for unique purposes.
"Lord Madara, I have returned."
Afei returned here, unhindered by the several enhanced White Zetsu outside, and smoothly arrived at Madara's resting place.
"Didn't I say, unless there's something extremely urgent, don't come here? Your movements only expose my location."
Madara opened his Sharingan, expressing dissatisfaction with Afei's unauthorized actions.
This is a critical time, and he didn't want to attract more attention.
"Sorry, Lord Madara, this matter is rather special this time. Our forged base has already been destroyed."
Afei's tone was solemn, unlike his usual quirky and ridiculous demeanor.
"I see, it was exposed more quickly than I imagined. But that's still not a reason for you to come here."
Upon hearing Madara say this, Afei turned his head and saw a White Zetsu emerging from the land beside him.
"Afei, you ran too fast; I almost couldn't catch up."
The White Zetsu said while panting.
As he spoke, he tossed a severed white arm to Afei.
Afei, surprised, caught the severed arm — it was the one Ruri had twisted off, unexpectedly picked up by the other White Zetsu.
"Thanks."
Losing an arm didn't affect him much, but it was more convenient to retrieve the severed arm for recovery.
"Quickly explain the situation, then leave here."
Madara didn't care about the interaction between the two, only wanting them to quickly recount the facts and what major event had occurred that required a personal report.
"Yes, Lord Madara, the situation is as follows..."
Afei started to explain while pressing the severed arm onto his left shoulder.
As the severed arm perfectly adhered to his left shoulder, Afei's body suddenly stiffened.
"Ah!"
A painful scream escaped from Afei.
An unusual Chakra reaction emerged from the severed arm.
The White Zetsu responsible for handing over the severed arm also panicked instantly, utterly clueless about what was happening.
"An illusion set in my arm... That hateful woman, she's—"
Afei struggled to utter these words.
Meaning, this severed arm was deliberately discarded for White Zetsu to pick up.
Just to trigger at this exact moment.
It was a trap Jutsu.
Wait, no!
Just as Afei thought this was merely an illusion attack, he suddenly realized his retrieved arm was refusing to obey him.
It's not just an illusion.
"This is bad, the Jutsu is—Lord Madara, you must... leave here quickly!"
Afei felt what Jutsu his uncontrollable arm was about to execute and shouted in pain to Madara.
Before Afei could finish, Madara had already sensed something was wrong, standing directly from the wooden chair, coughing and panting, heading towards the dark Divine Tree.
Due to his frail, elderly body, his steps became staggered, making his back look extremely haggard.
Finally, Afei placed his palm on the ground, and black incantations spread in all directions.
Summoning Jutsu!
Poof!
Accompanied by white smoke, a chubby orange cat appeared in Afei and White Zetsu's view.
"That's the Sharingan woman's cat!"
Afei and White Zetsu recognized the identity of the orange cat, their faces turning completely pale, cold sweat pouring down like rain.
Ubi grinned at Afei and White Zetsu, having already foreseen this situation, with Jutsus ready, just like Afei previously, placing his chubby pink paw on the ground.
Reverse Summoning.
Under the effect of the Reverse Summoning Jutsu, Ruri, who had a Blood Covenant with Ubi, was successfully transported here.
In the dim, damp cavern, Ruri's crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan was active, first sweeping around the area before locking her gaze into the darkness ahead.
There, the menacing shadow of a colossal monster was barely noticeable.
Then, Ruri shifted her gaze to Afei and White Zetsu.
"What a coincidence, we meet again."
Afei retreated a step in a cold sweat.
White Zetsu swallowed nervously; surely this result wasn't his fault, right?
Who would have known the severed arm contained both an illusion and a summoning Jutsu?
He was merely kind enough to help a companion pick up the arm after all.