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The Grim Reaper present was utterly bewildered.
It was clearly more violent than natural lightning, enough to threaten a captain-level Ghost Path White Lightning.
But in the hands of Sosho no Riku and Shutara Senjumaru, it seemed to have become a tennis ball, which the two of them used various methods to hit back and forth.
Do you think this is a volleyball game?!
Even so.
But none of the Shinigami present dared to underestimate Shutara Senjumaru and Soyo Risa.
After all, the fact that they could reflect that level of demonic energy back already demonstrated their strength; it was absolutely world-destroying.
At that moment, a deep, hoarse voice came from the materialized Zanpakuto:
"Everyone, kill these Grim Reapers first, then use the Destroyer King to kill that old man I sealed away. That way, our Soul-Slaying Blades will be completely freed."
The Zanpakuto's eyes flashed with ferocity, and their spiritual pressure surged simultaneously.
The faces of the Grim Reapers also turned serious.
The clash between dozens of captain-level fighters was unprecedented in the entire history of Seireitei.
If it goes wrong...
The entire Seireitei will be destroyed.
Seeing this, Shutara Senjumaru narrowed his eyes, surveying his surroundings. Finding no Muramasa demon sword, he chuckled softly.
"The Muramasa, the demon sword, I've heard you can bewitch other people's Zanpakuto. Why don't you bewitch my Zanpakuto too!?"
As she spoke, she grasped a slender silver needle on one of her golden skull arms:
"This is my collection: [≥%! 1%? ∞≠ [±{∽] Soul-Slaying Blade Piercing!]"
The spiritual pressure of dozens of Zanpakuto surged, and right in the middle of them, in what was clearly an open space, came the deep voice of the demon sword Muramasa:
"Something's wrong with your Zanpakuto."
The moment Shutara Senjumaru appeared, he had tried to bewitch the opponent with his Zanpakuto.
pity.
The other person's mental world was shrouded by some invisible barrier, and no matter how much he activated his abilities, he could not enter it.
It's even more outrageous than Ye Yun's World of Mind.
Shutara Senjumaru chuckled softly, “Of course, with my power, I can shake the three realms with just a wave of my sleeve. Therefore, we strong people sealed the true Zanpakuto with our lives as the link.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the Soul-Slaying Blades present and laughed:
"One of you, connected to my life, is your creator. With him at the core, how could you possibly break through the seal?!"
"Nonsense!"
Senbonzakura, dressed as an ancient samurai, spoke coldly:
"We, the Soul-Slaying Blades, are beings born from nothingness, inherently possessing independent will. How could we possibly have been created by humans?"
The mature-looking Hua Tian also said in a cold voice:
"Stop pretending. Saying you can shake the heavens and earth with a wave of your sleeve? Do you think you're stronger than the captain?"
Hyōrinmaru said calmly, "Since you are so strong, you probably won't be frozen."
The queen bee-like wasp said with great interest, "I wonder if I'll kill you after you take two hits from Bee Pattern Flower."
Shutara Senjumaru chuckled softly (々）:？ ⊥粶♂—「♀驷四〓＜Ear: “Then why don’t you give it a try!”
next second.
All the Zanpakuto have been fully unleashed.
"Bankai: Katen Kyokotsu: Kurominju!"
"Swastika: Dairedren Hyōrinmaru!"
"Bankai: Sparrow Bee Thunder Whip!"
"Swastika Senbonzakura Kageyan!"
"Bankai: Black Rope Heavenly Punishment Myooh!"
"Bankai: Kiyomori Final Form: Enma Cricket!"
"Bankai: Kannon Kaikou Hime Kai!"
"Bankai: Baboon King Zabimaru!"
"..."
Many Zanpakuto manifested simultaneously and Bankai.
The commotion it caused was earth-shattering, shaking the entire Soul Society.
The spiritual pressure of multiple captains merged together, almost forming a spiritual pressure storm that swept outwards in all directions.
A large number of building ruins were forcibly shattered by materialized spiritual power.
It seemed as if a blue ocean of spiritual energy had formed.
A massive tsunami swept through the area, engulfing many of those who perished.
In the ranks of Shinigami, all Shinigami below the rank of captain were terrified by this violent and insane spiritual pressure, their faces turning pale.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Ise Nanao, Matsumoto Rangiku, Kira Izuru... one after another, the vice-captains fell down.
Matsumoto Rangiku's pupils were somewhat dilated. She slumped to the ground in a duck-like position, staring blankly at the sky.
"Are you kidding..."
Ise Nanao was even more miserable, clutching the Seven Mirrors Sword tightly in her arms, her face showing an expression of utter devastation.
"How can there be such spiritual pressure..."
Kira Izuru gritted her teeth and said:
"Damn it... we don't even qualify to participate in the war!?"
Their vice-captain was barely managing to stay upright.
But those Shinigami below the rank of vice-captain didn't even have a chance to speak; their consciousness was immediately plunged into darkness.
Only captains and above can hold on.
However, even captain-level fighters like Kashiwamura Sajin, Madarame Ikkaku, and Abarai Ren, whose spiritual pressure wasn't particularly strong, broke out in a cold sweat.
"This is a bit...too exaggerated, isn't it!?"
More than ten Zanpakuto simultaneously activated their Bankai.
This is a scene that even the Shinigami of Seireitei wouldn't dare to dream of. *Whoosh*
But it did happen right before our eyes. (Sigh)
The Bankai of more than ten Zanpakuto nearly altered the heavens and earth; the sun and moon seemed to shift, and the entire terrain of the Shinigami execution ground was transformed.
The temperature plummeted.
The sun was shining brightly overhead.
But white snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Amidst the snowflakes, countless delicate cherry blossom petals drifted down, creating a beautiful scene that also concealed a deadly crisis.
And in this world.
Another black-armored martial god has appeared.
A semi-circular, pure black space.
A giant skeletal python covered in cracks
among them.
The most outrageous one has to be the Bankai of Katen Kyokotsu.
It's even more amazing than the last time.
This resulted in the surrounding buildings and the ground being filled with absurd scenes, all sorts of colors, like a Van Gogh painting.
Like a child's doodle.
It also resembles a final painting by someone in despair.
Just looking at it makes it hard to breathe, and a nameless fear wells up from my heart.
And in such a repressive atmosphere.
Carrying the Huatian Greatsword and the Mad Bone Shortsword, Huatian and Kankotsu took a step, their figures blending into the shadows, and charged straight at Shutara Senjumaru.
"The Death Gods of the Zero Division have been wanting to test their skills against you for a long time, always acting all high and mighty."
"Are you really stronger than the old man?!"
Katen and Kyokotsu stood on either side, coldly watching Shutara Senjumaru, before raising their greatswords and slashing downwards fiercely.
In the blink of an eye.
Shutara Senjumaru's six golden skull arms intertwined rapidly, countless threads connecting them to create a red umbrella.
She gently raised the red umbrella and rested it on her shoulder.
Just then.
The two knives struck the red umbrella.
"boom!!!!"
A powerful shockwave erupted.
The red oil-paper umbrella miraculously blocked the attack.
The surrounding Grim Reapers and Zanpakuto had to use their hands to shield themselves from the oncoming gale, watching the fierce battle in the center with heavy hearts.
Soi Fon said solemnly, "So strong!"
If she were to block that slash from Katen Kyokotsu, she knew she wouldn't be able to.
But Shutara Senjumaru blocked it, but the red umbrella he had just woven had four of its ribs severed by two blows.
But that wasn't the Soul-Slaying Blade at all.
It was just a toy I made on a whim.
"The band leader of the Jing Band is a monster too..."
Hitsugaya Toshiro couldn't help but look at Kyoraku Shunsui.
He never imagined that this slovenly-looking uncle would be so strong.
Kyoraku Shunsui could only smile bitterly; his strength and Bankai, which he had hidden for so many years, had been exposed by the Zanpakuto.
Shutara Senjumaru chuckled softly, "Kyoraku Shunsui, you're much stronger than you were hundreds of years ago. You might even be qualified to join the Zero Division."
When she came to Seireitei hundreds of years ago, Kyoraku Shunsui was just a young kid.
Her current strength has surprised even herself.
Kyoraku Shunsui scratched his head helplessly and said, "I have no interest in joining the Zero Division. After all, the Seireitei needs someone to keep an eye on it."
The Seireitei and the Zero Division are two different organizations.
Someone is willing to join Squad Zero.
But some people are willing to stay in Seireitei.
Just like the strongest death god in a thousand years, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.
"Don't ignore us!"
The baboon man and the snake woman stood atop the white, bone-like giant python, and roared:
"Baboon Bone Cannon!!!"
The giant skeletal python opened its mouth, and red spiritual energy continuously gathered within, gradually unleashing an astonishing sense of oppression.