The Birth of the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki

"Is that all?" Iori flashed forward and landed atop the Ten-Tails.

The Rinnegan gleamed with a profound light as its ocular power flowed into the Ten-Tails like water. Powerful ocular power combined with terrifying soul strength instantly suppressed the Ten-Tails' resistance.

Everyone had been expecting a thrilling battle, yet the Ten-Tails, which radiated such dreadful might, proved so utterly helpless before Iori, like a docile pet.

Orochimaru licked his lips, his interest piqued. "That's only natural. The Rinnegan is inherently the ultimate power of control. With Lord Fifth's terrifying ocular power driving it, controlling the Ten-Tails is nothing strange."

Hearing this, the others nodded one after another. Their gazes remained fixed on Iori, unwilling to miss even the slightest detail.

"Then this is the end!" Standing on the Ten-Tails' back, Iori thought silently. He had no intention of letting the Ten-Tails reveal the God Tree's true form. Instead, he planned to absorb it directly into his body.

"Six Paths: Ten-Tails Coffin Seal!"

Iori's voice carried barely concealed excitement. As he completed the hand seals, the Ten-Tails' body began to twist, while Iori's body seemed to become a black hole that swallowed the Ten-Tails' enormous form whole.

In the distance, Tsunade and the others watched Iori's changes nervously. They knew this was the critical moment.

Orochimaru had already taken out a camera and detection instruments, ready to record every change that occurred as Iori absorbed the Ten-Tails.

As the Ten-Tails was absorbed by Iori, his consciousness seemed to plunge into the deep sea, sinking without end until it finally arrived in a bizarre space.

The space was pitch-black, without a trace of light. Only nine blood-red moons hung in the sky, casting ominous crimson light across this mysterious realm.

[Hiss! Why does it feel like the setting suddenly changed?]

Iori looked