A Feared Scheme

Hearing that familiar voice by his ear, the ferocious expression on Zetsu's face, which had been like that of a wild beast, froze, and his yellow-red Pupil suddenly widened.

In his field of vision, the scene before him suddenly shifted.

The forest was still the same forest; the surrounding scenery had not changed in the slightest.

However, the corpse of Aizen, who had previously died a miserable death at the hands of Uchiha Tokino, had vanished.

And at this moment, Uchiha Tokino, who had been gripping his fist with a cold expression, was slowly transforming into the appearance of Aizen.

Aizen's lips curled into a smile, his eyes flickering with an unusual light as he looked at the stunned Zetsu and chuckled softly.

"Zetsu, do you think that if things were to happen this way, I would appear dead in the eyes of Madara?"

Hearing Aizen's words, Zetsu, as if unable to shake off the visceral sensation he had just experienced, could not help but ask in confusion.

"Lord Aizen, you were clearly killed by Uchiha Tokino just now... how could this be..."

"Could it be... was that a genjutsu!?"

Watching Zetsu's eager expression, Aizen curled his lips, shook his head slightly, and chuckled.

"That was merely the ability of my Kyoka Suigetsu, not what you would call a genjutsu."

Upon hearing Aizen's words, White Zetsu could not help but mutter.

"Kyoka Suigetsu..."

To this, Aizen gave a light laugh.

"Clang!"

He slowly drew Kyoka Suigetsu, with its emerald-green hilt, from his waist, gazing at it with deep, profound eyes as he chuckled.

"That is correct, Kyoka Suigetsu is the name of this blade, and likewise, it is one of the abilities I possess. Anyone who has seen the Shikai of this blade will have their five senses controlled by