Stripping

Upon hearing White Zetsu's words, Aizen cast a glance at him, the corners of his mouth curling into a smirk as he spoke in a magnetic voice.

"Zetsu, in your eyes, what kind of existence is the Ten-Tails?"

Hearing Aizen's question, White Zetsu paused slightly, tilted his head in thought, and chuckled.

"A single ordinary Tailed Beast is already terrifying enough. As for the Ten-Tails, which can only be awakened by absorbing the power of all nine—tsk, tsk, I dare not even imagine how strong it must be."

"Madara likely has no concept of it either; after all, that is something that only exists in legends."

Aizen smiled at White Zetsu's response. His eyes flickered as if he were looking through White Zetsu at something behind him, and he said softly, "You must have heard Madara say that it was the Sage of Six Paths who sealed the Ten-Tails, right?"

White Zetsu blinked, recalling that this was information he had learned from Madara and reported to Aizen. He wondered what Aizen was trying to express by bringing it up now.

Aizen's eyes were incredibly profound as he spoke in a magnetic tone.

"You have witnessed the immense power of the Tailed Beasts. The strength of the Ten-Tails, which possesses the power of all nine, is naturally self-evident. Even after such a long passage of time, it still exists."

"So, where is the Sage of Six Paths, who once sealed it away?"

Hearing Aizen put it this way, White Zetsu's expression faltered as he earnestly pondered the words.

After a long moment, he replied with a sheepish laugh.

"The Sage of Six Paths was human, after all. He cannot be compared to the vast life force of the Tailed Beasts. Perhaps he has already perished."

Aizen's mouth curled slightly as he