The Sage of Six Paths' smile was rather telling, as if he were saying that Torikaze had no way of killing his mother.
"Both of us are at the mid Six Paths Level... It really seems impossible to be one hundred percent certain of killing her."
After all, the Ōtsutsuki Clan had more than one escape route. Even after death, they could revive through Karma.
Besides, back then, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had fought desperately and used up the last three days of his lifespan, yet he still had not died.
All that could be said was that there was a reason this plundering race of the universe was so powerful.
Their lives were ridiculously tough, like cockroaches.
"Fine. Then I'll seal her away again. Hopefully, she'll cooperate a little. Otherwise, the process may not be particularly friendly."
The Sage of Six Paths had long since seen through everything. He did not care how Torikaze defeated his mother; all he wanted was to preserve a measure of peace in the Shinobi World.
"Very well. Young friend Torikaze, just do your best."
"Other than that, do you have anything else to tell me?"
The Sage of Six Paths shook his head. "No. The Pure Land is, after all, a place where souls rest. I guided you here this time merely to have a brief conversation with you."
"Now that our conversation is over, you may return. If the living remain in the Pure Land for too long, they will become tainted by its power and may very well be assimilated."
Assimilation probably meant being regarded as dead and thus unable to leave the Pure Land.
"Does time pass at the same rate in the Pure Land as it does outside?"
The Sage of Six Paths nodded. "Yes. Time passes at exactly the same