Chapter 101

Aizen Sosuke saw that familiar, languid figure, and his expression remained calm.

Everything.

Was within his grasp!

Kuchiki Senya, the greatest unstable factor, was also under his control!

"Farewell, Kuchiki Senya. What a pity that, until the very end, I never got to see your Bankai."

Aizen said softly, yet not a trace of regret showed on his face.

His eyes were cold and piercing, radiating an aura of absolute confidence!

However.

Kuchiki Senya merely drank his wine casually, turning a deaf ear to Aizen's words.

After finishing the last drop of wine.

He tossed the wine cup aside.

A Zanpakuto, its black-and-red patterns fused together, radiating a terrifying sharpness, tearing apart the surrounding space, was—

Held horizontally before him!

Kuchiki Senya?

What is he about to do?

Everyone present silently watched Kuchiki Senya.

Could it be, he is going to…

Impossible!

In this world.

No one can break through the Black Coffin!

And Kuchiki Senya—on what grounds could he do it!

His Zanpakuto only possesses direct-attack ability; even ordinary rule-type abilities could not pierce the Black Coffin!

The people present.

All shook their heads one after another.

Even Yamamoto's Heavy Strike let out a soft sigh.

No matter how sharp a Zanpakuto.

It could not possibly cleave apart the Black Coffin—a power imbued with rules!

It seems.

It was Aizen's provocation.

That caused Kuchiki Senya, who had always been indifferent to everything, to lose his reason.

"Oh?"

Above.

A flash of disappointment crossed Aizen Sosuke's eyes.

"Originally, I thought your cunning was no less than mine. I never expected you to be so reckless."

Then again.

In this world.

Is there anyone who could stand on equal footing with him?

However.

As Kuchiki Senya's spiritual pressure surged wildly!

The azure sky.

In an instant, was dyed a thorough white, tinged with a thread of blood-light…

A massive blood-colored full moon hung suspended above the heavens!

The oppressive might pressed down as though the very firmament were collapsing!

The entire Soul Society.

Was trembling madly!

The colossal spiritual pressure was like a vast ocean, a world-shaking tsunami, sweeping across the heavens and earth, sweeping away everything!

Anything, before this oppressive might, would be shattered and obliterated! Even souls could not escape!

Even Yamamoto's Heavy Strike, Unohana Retsu, Kyoraku Shunsui, and the other captains nearby all wore faces full of solemnity!

This oppressive might…

Was madly approaching the very limit of a Shinigami!

At the same time.

Below.

Countless elite Shinigami wore agonized expressions, weakly sprawled on the ground; a maddening, desperate tearing sensation was obliterating their souls, their very existence!

If one faced that spiritual pressure head-on.

It would be enough to kill them a thousand times, ten thousand times!

Fortunately.

The next moment.

The spiritual pressure in the air strangely vanished entirely! The sky returned to azure, with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, as if nothing had happened.

All the power converged upon Kuchiki Senya himself!

Kuchiki Senya was unleashing his Bankai!

No one.

Had ever witnessed Kuchiki Senya's Bankai.

After all.

No one had ever driven him to a dead end!

And today.

Kuchiki Senya gave Aizen the utmost respect!

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068. The Truth of the World! Left Ear

Heaven and earth are clear and bright.

The blood moon clears the sky.

As far as the eye can see, there is only the Hill of Execution, that terrifyingly lazy figure!

He saw a figure with a lazy expression, swaying as if drunk, yet his spiritual pressure pierced heaven and earth!

Layer upon layer of clouds shattered, and all things submitted!

He had reached the limit of a Shinigami!

The entire Soul Society, whether the Seireitei or the boundless Rukongai, was shrouded in an inexplicable fear!

Countless steel blades hovered above everyone's heads!

Ready to strike down at any moment! Like a Shinigami holding a scythe of death! Ready to reap their lives at any moment!

If.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's Heavy Strike could evaporate all the water in the Soul Society.

Then.

Kuchiki Senya's Bankai brings an indescribable fear to all things in the world!

Even gods cannot resist!

They can only bare their necks awaiting slaughter!

"This is..."

"A Bankai of Captain-Commander level!"

Behind.

Except for Captain-Commander Yamamoto, whose figure remained motionless.

The other captains all had their pupils contract, gently covering their wildly beating chests!

Large drops of sweat streamed down their foreheads.