Chapter 1184

Su Han gazed at Satan in the distance, his voice calm, "Master Yu Qiyu, would you like to fight an enemy?"

Yu Qiyu's expression instantly turned solemn.

He looked toward Satan in the distance, flexed his wrists, and a spark of excitement lit his eyes as he spoke in a low tone, "Are you saying I fight that… King of Hell?"

"Of course not… Master Yu Qiyu, try landing one punch on Lucifer! Someone who can hold his own against Master Yamamoto would be a worthy opponent."

Su Han shook his head with a smile.

Master Yamamoto Genryūsai's strength was beyond doubt; he was called the strongest Shinigami in the history of the Soul Society.

If fully released, Ryūjin Jakka could evaporate all water on Earth in an instant.

He was a genuine elder possessing the power to destroy the world.

Yet even such a terrifying being could not fully overpower Lucifer, proving just how terrifying Lucifer was.

"I see!"

After a moment of silence, Yu Qiyu nodded seriously, and his demeanor shifted instantly.

It became: stern and angular.

With a light step on the ground, Yu Qiyu's figure vanished without a trace.

Far away.

Lucifer's face remained calm as his black wings suddenly spread, unleashing wave after wave of black beams, each terrifyingly potent, piercing the earth and shattering skyscrapers.

Sand, stone, and steel were more fragile than tofu beneath these black beams.

Master Yamamoto Genryūsai swung Ryūjin Jakka, severing every black beam that came at him.

"Is it truly time to release Bankai? If I use this technique here… the impact on the real world… might be unimaginable."

"Forget it! I'll suppress it as much as I can."

"If I don't end this opponent quickly, my spiritual energy will drain so much I might actually lose to him—then everything will truly be over."

Just as Master Yamamoto Genryūsai made his decision, he suddenly noticed—by Lucifer's side—there stood a bald man.

"... What?"

Lucifer noticed him even faster; his pupils shrank sharply, disbelief flashing across his face.

The black beams erupting from Lucifer's wings naturally included some aimed at Yu Qiyu.

But Yu Qiyu merely raised one arm to block his chest—and stopped every attack.

Lucifer could clearly sense: Yu Qiyu had not used any supernatural power. He had blocked the black beams with nothing but his bare flesh.

But… how was this possible!? Even Master Yamamoto Genryūsai, if he touched a black beam with his bare body, would be instantly vaporized… Is this man's body strength… monstrous? "I hope you're a worthy opponent!"

Yu Qiyu clenched his fist and threw a single punch, his entire form angular, eyes alight with excitement as he growled, "Serious Punch!"

The terrifying punch struck Lucifer's chin, sending him hurtling straight into the sky.

With a sharp *shuā*, he broke through the atmosphere and vanished.

"Hmm… Is that it?"

Yu Qiyu's body stiffened. He instinctively glanced at his fist, then at the sky, a look of bewilderment crossing his face, "... How weak was that?"

Master Yamamoto Genryūsai, poised for attack: "..."

The elder felt his strength had been questioned.

He had been insulted by this bald man! Though his heart roared, his exterior remained calm.

Because his mind kept telling him to stay composed.

He exhaled slowly, his voice low.

"Young man… your attack may be powerful, but you've merely taken advantage of surprise."

"That fellow… is not so easily defeated."

A sharp *shuā* echoed from the heavens—the sonic boom of something breaking through the atmosphere at extreme speed.