He undid the Sealing Formation he had hastily set up earlier, and a pitch-black opening appeared in his abdomen.
Little Ten, sealed inside his abdomen, extended a vine. It wrapped around the flesh of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path and pulled it into the seal.
Fugaku sealed the opening in his abdomen again. A powerful energy surged from there through his entire body.
He floated into the air above the moon, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the changes in his body.
Having obtained a large piece of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path's flesh, Little Ten seemed to have reclaimed part of himself. He roared incessantly within the seal.
Fugaku could feel his excitement and joy. Little Ten's body began to swell, and all ten of his tails grew much longer.
Three days passed before Little Ten finally quieted down. Fugaku sat cross-legged amid the stars, six Truth-Seeking Orbs revolving silently behind him and a Six Paths Staff in his hand. An overwhelming aura radiated from his body.
Then the aura subsided. Even without releasing it, Fugaku gave off an impression of immense power. It was the pressure of a higher order of life.
From the moment he sealed Little Ten inside himself, he had become fundamentally different from the other Ninja of the Shinobi World.
He rearranged the Laboratory on the moon and moved the dozen or so White Zetsu Corpses he had cultivated there.
He had no idea when he might need those bodies. Perhaps he never would.
He had once worried that in fifty years, he would be frail and old, reduced to clinging to life like Madara Uchiha beneath the earth.
Now that he had reached Six Paths level, he no longer needed to worry about his lifespan, at least not as