Chapter 84

"Crack—"

"Crack—"

The oval barrier in the air was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and in an instant it exploded into pieces with a thunderous crash!

Like the radiance of the sun bathing all below.

A massive pillar of flame rose into the sky! The surrounding temperature climbed sharply! Everyone's bodies prickled with pain, and the clothes on their backs were soaked with sweat!

Eyes filled with terror and awe gazed at the lazy figure on the distant battlefield.

A charred, pitch-black figure slammed heavily onto the ground, its breath a gossamer thread.

Its body was covered everywhere in horrifying burns seared by the flames.

When he saw the afterimage of "Kuchiki Senya" slowly fade away, while the real Kuchiki Senya outside was still drinking, Tōsen Kaname's pupils contracted violently.

Impossible!

How could Enma Kirikiri have failed!

"Since when."

"Did you get the illusion that I had entered the barrier?"

Kuchiki Senya walked up before him, his lazy gaze sizing up the failure at his feet.

Tōsen Kaname was severely injured, muttering, "I will never acknowledge it—you, a person utterly without 'justice.'"

He only stared straight at the blade with its black-and-red patterns—the legendary Tendan Banshō.

The next moment.

A pure-white edge filled his entire field of vision.

A head rolled away with a gurgle.

Kuchiki Senya's blade fell in a single stroke, fresh blood splattering; on Tendan Banshō, beads of blood slid down ceaselessly, emanating an awe-inspiring, bone-chilling aura.

This.

Is true justice!

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The great battle had ended.

The crushing pressure slowly faded, and the dark clouds shrouding all of Soul Society gradually dispersed.

Heaven and earth were clear and bright.

Kuchiki Senya did not spare the corpse on the ground a single glance; he lazily took a sip of wine, and the Tendan Banshō in his hand vanished without a trace.

"Se..."

"Lord Senya, defeated two captains!"

Behind him.

Amidst wine and feasting.

The maids and guards buzzed with discussion, and farther away, the commoners of Soul Society also kept sizing up Kuchiki Senya with reverent gazes.

Captains!

In Soul Society.

They were absolutely the high command, the top-tier combat power!

Yet in just a brief moment, two were directly lost!

What a fearsome feat of arms this was!

However.

Sōjun'ō furrowed her brow, a hint of worry in her eyes.

Although.

It was Tōsen Kaname who had provoked first.

Still, killing two captains of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads—even though Lord Senya's status was lofty and his power unmatched, he would likely still have to face an inquiry...

The next moment.

"Boom—"

The sky blazed a fiery red, and an incomparably searing heat descended.

An old man with an X-shaped scar on his head, a stern expression, and wearing the haori of the First Division's captain, abruptly appeared on the field.

Not long after.

Several figures flashed past—Kuchiki Bai Zai, Unohana Retsu, Kenpachi Zaraki, Kyōraku Shunsui...

All the remaining captains had arrived in succession!

On the battlefield.

It was a scene of utter desolation.

The earth was plowed into deep gullies, wild spiritual power raged everywhere, and fresh blood was splashed across the ground.

Tōsen Kaname's corpse lay there, cold and still.

Bright red, viscous blood pooled on the ground into a small lake.

Sajin Komamura, half his body crisscrossed with enormous slash marks—his life or death unknown!

Seeing all this.

Genryūsai furrowed his brow and cast a deep look at Kuchiki Senya.

The other captains, meanwhile, had their pupils contract violently; gazes of shock and scrutiny gathered on Kuchiki Senya.

How long has it been since the battle began?

It probably hasn't even been three minutes!

These are two active-duty Captains! And they were felled right here!

You must know.

Active-duty Captains.

Are the absolute top-tier combat power of Soul Society, carefully selected from those who have reached Captain-level strength and achieved Bankai.

Every single one.

Is an absolute elite!

They can easily slay Adjuchas-class Hollows!

That Kuchiki Senya...

Fighting against a Captain-level opponent.

Can absolutely crush them!

Then.

Just how far has his strength reached!

"Komamura is still alive, but critically wounded and near death; he must be treated immediately." Unohana Retsu stepped forward to check Komamura Sajin's injuries.

Her gentle, beautiful face was filled with solemnity.

Although.

His blood was nearly drained dry.

His Captain-level strength allowed him to barely cling to life.

The other Captains.

Simply shook their heads lightly, all gazes gathering on Kuchiki Senya.

Although.

Kuchiki Senya, day after day, only knows how to enjoy life and happily rot away.

Yet when he truly acts, even against a colleague of the Gotei 13, he is so domineering, decisive, and peerlessly sharp!

"What happened?"

Yamamoto's brows furrowed tightly as he spoke softly.

Shortly after.

Kuchiki Senya, under the gaze of everyone, swaggered away, heading toward the direction of the Senya Pavilion.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni gazed deeply at Kuchiki Senya's retreating back.