Chapter 83
What met his eyes.
A sheet of pure white!
Like the might of heaven descending! The edge swung by a god!
All things, all phenomena, none could stand in its way!
Everyone covered their eyes; even the commoners watching from afar felt their skin sting unbearably! They screamed out one after another!
"Crack—"
"Crack—"
Like shattering glass.
Countless fine, deep spatial rifts appeared in the air, carrying an irresistible tearing force!
Even space itself
could not withstand such an ultimate edge!
"Squelch—"
Like a blade slicing through tofu.
In the air,
the dense, endless blades and the giant hand's right arm were all sliced cleanly in two from the middle!
The cut surfaces were smooth as mirrors.
Without the slightest hesitation, without the tiniest obstruction.
The blade-light cut through everything, charging straight toward Tosen Kaname and Komamura Sajin!
In an instant,
fresh blood sprayed wildly, dyeing the entire sky red!
"Such sharpness!"
Komamura Sajin's pupils contracted slightly; the next moment, a sharp pain shot through his body, his vision spun, and he collapsed outright.
Knocked unconscious.
A fine slash wound ran across half his body!
At the cut, blood gushed out, pooling on the ground into a lake of fresh red!
At the same time,
a pitch-black arm flew into the air, but before it could rise halfway, it was shredded into powder by the fine, deep spatial rifts!
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Tosen Kaname clutched his left arm as it spurted blood wildly, great beads of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
A maddening stabbing pain crazily eroded his nerves!
In his perception,
Kuchiki Senya had stood there from beginning to end, without taking a single step.
He even had time to take a sip of wine, his demeanor utterly languid.
This was absolute confidence.
Absolute, unrivaled dominance!
"My justice, how could it end here!"
Tosen Kaname roared! The upper half of his garments all exploded apart, his black dreadlocks whipping wildly in the wind!
His spiritual pressure surged violently, shattering the layered clouds in the sky!
The Zanpakuto in his hand let out a piercing insect-chirp!
In the distance,
the watching residents,
and the guards and maids in the wine-and-meat groves,
just hearing the sound, felt their heads swell with pain and frantically covered their ears!
"Bankai!"
"Suzumushi Final Form, Enma Kirikiri!"
Immediately,
in the field,
the figures of Kuchiki Senya and Tosen Kaname vanished together.
The spiritual pressure released by Suzumushi transformed into a massive ellipsoid barrier.
Wrapping Tosen Kaname and his enemy within!
Within the barrier,
aside from the one touching Suzumushi's hilt,
everyone else's hearing, sight, smell, and spiritual pressure sense would completely vanish.
Leaving only the sense of touch to perceive the agony of being at Tosen Kaname's mercy!
This was his strongest trump card! A rule-based ability! Enough to turn weakness into strength, to reverse defeat into victory!
"Lord Senya!"
Behind,
the subordinates of the Second Division cried out one after another.
However,
the next moment.
The crowd rubbed their eyes.
Kuchiki Senya's figure reappeared, a faint, lazy smile on his face, and he took a light sip of wine.
A Zanpakuto appeared in his hand, its blade covered in twisted black-red patterns, its hilt golden.
The blade was cold and biting.
It brimmed with an extreme edge.
Before him.
Was a massive oval-shaped Yanma Cricket barrier.
……
At this moment.
Inside the Yanma Cricket barrier.
Tosen Kaname stood with a solemn demeanor, gripping his blade, the wound on his left arm being savagely torn by the lingering sharp Qi.
Blood flowed like a gushing stream.
It simply could not heal!
He walked toward the "Kuchiki Senya" who stood there in a daze.
Murderous intent blazed in his eyes.
As expected.
Even Kuchiki Senya.
Could not withstand the result of all perception except touch vanishing!
The current him.
Was at the mercy of others!
Suddenly.
Behind "Kuchiki Senya," an illusory figure formed from spiritual power emerged—six enormous arms, utterly hideous!
Wildly dancing in the air!
"Way of Destruction Thirty-Three, Pale Fire Crash!"
"Kuchiki Senya"'s tone was wooden, like a fixed program.
The next moment.
"Boom—"
A full seven enormous, millstone-like crimson fireballs filled the entire space!
The rising, surging heat instantly spread through the entire space! Like lava spewed from a volcano, the whole barrier was plunged into a raging sea of Xiong Xiong flames!
Outside.
End of Chapter
