Nagato suddenly turned around and saw Jiraiya already standing before him. His flowing long hair danced lightly in the breeze, displaying an untamed and free soul while also revealing an elusive, mysterious, and otherworldly sense of grandeur.
His silver-white hair was as light and graceful as mountain mist. Every sway seemed to recount endless bygone events and profound contemplation.
His eyes were deep and brilliant, like the brightest stars in the night sky. They could pierce through the surface of all things and see straight into their essence, sparkling with the light of wisdom and insight.
It was a calmness and profundity born only after weathering the vicissitudes of life and seeing through life and death, as if he could perceive every mystery in the world while maintaining a detached, tranquil, and unhurried demeanor.
"Don't worry, Nagato!" Jiraiya consoled him with a solemn expression, his voice low and powerful.
"I already know their situation!"
After saying this, Jiraiya slowly closed his eyes and wiped both hands across them.
Immediately afterward, a mysterious and powerful force surged from his body.
Jiraiya's face began to undergo a strange transformation, and totems unique to Sage Mode appeared on it.
Those mysterious patterns were like ancient incantations, flashing with a faint light.
At the same time, his hair began growing at an astonishing speed, reaching a length of ten thousand zhang in an instant. It seemed like an ocean of white, blanketing the entire Konoha Village.
That terrifying Chakra was like a surging tide, continuously being drawn into his hair.
The Chakra circulated within his body, constantly nourishing and strengthening his body and spirit.
A moment later, Jiraiya opened his eyes again. In that instant, every subtle change in the surrounding world was clearly reflected in his gaze.
"Sage Art: Myriad Hair Spirit Devour!"