Chapter 102

Their backs were soaked in cold sweat!

Even though Kuchiki Senya's Bankai was fully released, the mere aftershock of it made them feel an incomparably overwhelming pressure!

Although.

He had not leaked even a trace of his aura.

Just by standing there, he was the center of the universe, the focal point of all things!

All things, all phenomena, could not ignore him!

And above.

Even more shrill and ferocious roars erupted from the mouths of over a hundred Hollows!

Like countless sharp blades pressing closer step by step, the heart was gripped tight by an invisible giant hand, and the next instant would explode into smithereens!

Aizen.

Remained expressionless.

However.

In his eyes, the earlier arrogance had vanished, replaced by a solemn look.

Any combatant of Captain-Commander level.

Was enough to leave a name in the history of the Soul Society!

And each of their Bankai possessed the power to reach the heavens and pierce the earth! Power enough to affect the entire world!

At this moment!

All eyes were upon them!

Even above the Seireitei, the Wang Gong also sensed the extraordinary nature of this place, as well as the Captain-Commander level spiritual pressure that had just erupted!

However.

The focus of everything, Kuchiki Senya, still wore a lazy expression, merely staring at his empty wine cup for a while.

He seemed to still want to drink.

A calm voice emerged from his mouth, gradually radiating out in all directions!

"The primordial is the blade; the gods are destroyed by the blade."

"Shatter the myriad phenomena of all beings, obliterate the creation of heaven and earth!"

"Therefore, as the wish I pray for, forge this system of infinite severance!"

"Bankai!"

"Heaven-Severing Myriad Phenomena, Finality — Bitter Slaughter!"

"Boom—"

A tremendous aura surged skyward from Kuchiki Senya's body!

He stood upon Sokyoku Hill, and the entire cliff exploded with a rumble! Spiderweb-like, fine and deep cracks appeared!

Scattered, fragmented boulders tumbled down one after another!

As the Soul Society's execution ground for thousands of years, where countless heinous criminals had been slain, Sokyoku Hill had long been an iconic landmark of the Soul Society!

In an instant, it was destroyed!

Heaven-Severing Myriad Phenomena became wrapped in black-red flames, like a raging inferno burning in hell!

Destroying everything, annihilating all things!

The ultimate sharpness had transformed in form, leaping and roaring wildly like hellfire!

The surrounding space was shattered and reconstructed!

And around Kuchiki Senya, a piercingly white radiance shone forth!

Every wisp of the finest light was a blade gleam compressed to the extreme, thousands and tens of thousands of times sharper!

Accompanied by rule-based abilities!

Enough to sever and destroy everything!

At this moment.

Heaven-Severing Myriad Phenomena.

Was thousands, tens of thousands of times sharper than its Shikai! Enough to sever time, space, memory, and rules!

And the blade gleams wrapped around his body.

Formed the most resilient barrier!

Before his spiritual power was exhausted.

No attack would have the slightest effect.

Even rule-type abilities would be utterly severed and destroyed by this matchlessly sharp blade gleam!

Ultimate offense.

Ultimate defense.

Immune to any control!

Everything existed only for the ultimate sharpness, the ultimate battle!

This.

Was his Bankai, Finality — Bitter Slaughter!

……

At this moment.

Behind.

All the captains merely gazed in awe at the figure atop the shattered Sokyoku Hill — a form that appeared lazy, yet seemed to hold up the heavens and the earth.

And Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Just now.

He had been deeply trapped within Kyoka Suigetsu, and even with the strength of a Head Captain, it was utterly useless.

Like a marionette, he had fallen into the environment Aizen had created.

And Kuchiki Senya…

Just now, had also witnessed Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu's Shikai!

If.

He could not break free of Kyoka Suigetsu's control…

At the same time.

Above.

Aizen lightly gathered his hair, his calm gaze fixed tightly on the figure below.

A tremendous, Rushan-like pressure enveloped him, yet his expression showed not the slightest panic, like an ancient, unchanging cold pool.

No one!

Could stand at his level!

"Kuchiki Senya."

"To possess great strength yet fail to apply it in the right direction is, indeed, a rather tragic thing."

Aizen's words drifted leisurely.

"Pa—"

Saying so.

He reversed his grip on the blade, and the next instant drove it viciously downward!

"Shatter! Kyoka Suigetsu!"

Although Kuchiki Senya's strength was extremely formidable, even beyond his own expectations.

But.

So long as he had just now laid eyes on Kyoka Suigetsu.

He could not possibly escape his control, and could only, for all eternity, sink within that boundless illusionary realm!

His spiritual pressure.

Had already reached the absolute peak that a Shinigami could touch!

And Kuchiki Senya was, at best, a Head Captain-level combatant on par with himself!

His spiritual power remained confined within the limits of the Shinigami species.