Chapter 1177

Upon hearing this, Urahara Kisuke's pupils shrank sharply—was this opponent a monster that fed on souls? He clenched his zanpakutō, Benihime, tightly.

"Sing, Benihime!"

"Unsheath Benihime!"

Urahara Kisuke attacked.

Brilliant light erupted from the zanpakutō in his hand, slicing violently through the void.

Previously, countless flies had filled the void, all motionless and suspended in midair.

Now, after Beelzebub's words fell, those flies—as if receiving a command—suddenly whooshed toward Urahara Kisuke, Kurosaki Isshin, and others.

"So I've always hated… flies… Though I've disliked them before,"

"I never imagined one day I might become food for flies!"

Kurosaki Isshin sighed deeply, then his gaze turned icy, his voice low and hoarse, "Getsuga Tenshō!"

Blazing light erupted from his hand, surging toward the heavens, striking down vast swaths of flies.

Urahara Kisuke frowned; many flies had been felled.

Yet the number of flies in the sky did not decrease—it kept growing, making him sense something was wrong.

He waved his hand, and one fly landed in his palm.

He pinched it lightly—and suddenly realized something, his face instantly turning grim.

"... Damn! They're consuming our attacks."

"This sensation… these are special flies targeting souls."

"... I knew it wouldn't be this easy! One of the Seven Lords of Hell isn't renowned for targeting souls?"

Kurosaki Ichigo's expression was grave; even without releasing his zanpakutō, merely wielding exquisite sword techniques,

the swordwind he generated still kept countless flies at bay.

Yet Ichigo had sensed it—even though the flies didn't approach him, his spiritual pressure was being continuously drained away.

"This is really troublesome! Should we retreat? We've barely appeared and already face a foe that counters Shinigami! What a headache."

"Should I say we're just unlucky?"

Urahara Kisuke slashed again, sending a crimson ray flying as he darted through the swarm of flies at blinding speed.

Besides the hand gripping Benihime, his other hand now held a device resembling a bomb.

Just as Urahara Kisuke pondered whether he should deploy his scientific inventions and retreat entirely, a calm voice rang out.

"Treasury of the King—eliminate them all!"

Su Han stood afar, expressionless, activating the Reality Stone.

Brilliant golden light surged violently behind him.

Space rippled like an ocean, and a weapon materialized within the ripples.

Among them were countless treasures from worlds across the multiverse, as well as various zanpakutō from the Bleach universe.

All were temporarily forged by the Reality Stone, yet due to its nature, they were indistinguishable from the originals, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations.

Whoosh—countless weapons erupted forth.

In that instant, weapons filled every direction, everywhere.

"Holy shit… President, watch out! Don't hit us too!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's face changed; he retreated rapidly, barely dodging the Spear of the Piercing Thorns that stabbed past his chest.

"... Don't worry—I've already foreseen your movements with Kenbunshoku Haki! I won't harm you."

Su Han's lips curled into a faint smile.

The Treasury of the King, manifested by the Reality Stone behind him, continuously shifted direction, sweeping across the flies in the sky; vast numbers of flies fell, crushed into pure magical energy.

"... Remarkable individual. You don't wield soul-based power."

"In this world, there are beings like you?"

Beelzebub's compound eyes showed emotion for the first time—studying, perhaps wary—his voice low, tinged with awe: "This differs from the intelligence the King provided."

"Guraguragura! That's right—but don't just stare at the President… or you'll suffer dearly."

A booming laugh suddenly erupted; Beelzebub's pupils shrank.

For he suddenly realized the laughter was right beside him.

Instinctively, he tried to flee—but it was too late.

Bai Hu Zi, towering in stature, had appeared beside him without warning, his laughter thunderous.

Golden hair fluttered in the wind; the young Bai Hu Zi clenched his fist and smashed it into the void—with a sharp hum—his punch exploded, and the void shattered like fragile glass.

"Attacking at full power in my youth… truly different from before."

Bai Hu Zi's laughter was deafening, his face filled with unhidden nostalgia and delight.

Countless cracks spread through the void; under Bai Hu Zi's will, they instantly wrapped around Beelzebub, and within a single breath, Beelzebub was ground to dust along with the space itself.

Kurosaki Isshin, Urahara Kisuke, and others, barely holding their stance afar, stared in stunned disbelief.

Even unable to believe what they'd seen.

"I always thought… that giant fly would be terrifying."

"I was just wondering what ultimate technique to use to kill it—but now it seems… that giant fly might've been a fraud after all."

Kurosaki Isshin sighed again; had he known Beelzebub was just a pretender, he'd have struck immediately—perhaps even shown off his heroic prowess before his son, earning his son's genuine admiration.

"... I don't think this battle will end so simply."

Su Han's calm voice sounded beside Kurosaki Isshin.

Kurosaki Isshin's body stiffened instantly; he glanced sidelong at Su Han beside him.

He appeared composed, but cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

He had not sensed at all how Su Han had appeared beside him just now.

In other words... if Su Han had wanted to attack him, he might already be dead.

"... This is truly terrifying!"

Pu Yuan Xizhu's body was also taut, clearly he too had not sensed how Su Han had approached.

Pu Yuan Xizhu casually touched his nose, his voice calm.

"... But! Though your speed is deeply intriguing, I'm even more curious about something else... Gan"

"The many weapons you fired earlier... seem to include several familiar Zanpakutō."

Pu Yuan Xizhu gazed at one of the countless Zanpakutō stuck in the ground far away, his eyebrows twitching several times.

From that Zanpakutō, he sensed a familiar aura.

If Pu Yuan Xizhu's perception was correct, that Zanpakutō should be his... Hong Ji.