"White Snake Sage?"
In the alternate dimension, Orochimaru's calm expression suddenly rippled.
Before Ye Zi could speak, he never would have guessed that the opportunity Ye Zi mentioned was actually the White Snake Sage.
Indeed, as Ye Zi had said, the Chakra contained within the White Snake Sage far surpassed that of a Tailed Beast. It was power accumulated over thousands of years. If he had a way to seize that power, how could he let the opportunity pass so easily?
"Do you have a way to subdue the White Snake Sage? I only need three seconds." Ye Zi remained perfectly calm. In his current state, what he needed to consider was not the risks he would have to endure afterward, but how to subdue the White Snake Sage and seize this precious opportunity.
If he had not been seriously injured, he might have tried using genjutsu to control the White Snake Sage, then used the Devourer's ability to consume her. As for whether it would succeed, all he could do was do his best and leave the rest to fate.
Orochimaru's expression turned troubled at his words. The White Snake Sage's strength was unfathomable. Forget subduing her for three seconds—even one second was beyond his confidence.
The White Snake Sage was no pushover. Ambitious as Orochimaru was, after meeting her, he knew that the power inside her was a vast treasure trove, yet he did not harbor even the slightest desire for it. The gap in strength was simply too obvious.
Of all the humans who had come into contact with the White Snake Sage over the past several thousand years, only Ye Zi had perfectly mastered Sage Mode. He was also the only one who did not feel awe toward the White Snake Sage because of her power.