Muken's Bloody Battle, a Shocking Sight

Tokoyo Misao originally wanted to suggest that the victor should do whatever he wanted and make a victory declaration to scare her.

But the sudden cries left Misao somewhat at a loss:

"Hey, what's going on? Don't make it sound like I'm bullying you."

"Why... why are you so strong? Why do you have such special power? If... if I could have your power, Lady Yoruichi definitely wouldn't have abandoned me, and would have taken me away with him, right?"

Soi Fon's intermittent cries revealed the reason why she was targeting Tokoyo Misao.

Over a hundred years ago, Yoruichi Shihōin betrayed Soul Society to save Kisuke Urahara, Shinji Hirako, and others.

But Soi Fon was left here.

There's only one possibility: Yoruichi thinks she's not strong enough and will hold the team back.

Soi Fon was already observing Soi when Tokoyo Misao graduated from the Central Spiritual Arts Academy with a record-breaking performance.

Through continued observation, Tokoyo Misao rose to become one of the strongest people in Soul Society at lightning speed.

She envied Tokoyo Misao, and she hated her own weakness.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. If you feel weak, then work harder to become stronger."

"If you want to become stronger, if you want to learn, just ask. I'll teach you one, I'll teach you two, it's all the same." Tokoyo Misao sighed.

Faced with Soi Fon crying like a child in front of him, he couldn't muster any other thoughts.

"Now I know what's going on. I still have to fight Captain Unohana. Why don't you leave for now?"

"Captain Unohana?" Soi Fon stood up and wiped away her tears.

Although she was hit a few times, she wasn't seriously injured.

However, her Bankai attack was ineffective, and she was caught and unable to break free, which caused her to break down and give up in that state.

Soi Fon looked up and asked earnestly, "May I watch?"

"Huh?" Tokoyo Misao's eyes widened, then he turned to look at Unohana. "Should we let her watch?"

At this moment, Unohana's hands were untying her braids.

As her braids came undone, her eyes gradually opened, and a bloodthirsty killing intent burst forth.

She parted her scarlet lips and uttered cold words:

"What? Do you want Captain Soi Fon to participate as well?"

Chapter 166 Muken Bloodbath That Shakes the Soul

"I don't care. It doesn't matter if there are one or two more people participating in the battle."

Anyway, I just want to enjoy myself to the fullest.

Unohana drew her sword and unleashed her Bankai— "Minazuki!"

A blood-red night, as vast as the ocean, formed a domain that enveloped Muken, creating Hell scene.

Tokoyo Misao did not rush to draw his sword.

Instead, his brows twitched wildly, and he said to Soi Fon, "Why don't you leave first? The upcoming battle will be extremely bloody, brutal, and very lewd and violent."

You're still young, I'm afraid you can't handle it.

Soi Fon glared at her and shouted angrily, "Even though you just beat me, don't talk to me in such a condescending tone!"

I'm the Second Division Captain, the commander-in-chief of the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit. What kind of scene haven't I seen?

It's so explicit and violent? I'd like to see just how brutal it really is!

She was extremely dissatisfied and voiced her thoughts.

From the time she became Yoruichi Shihōin's bodyguard as a child and joined the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit, she had witnessed countless bloody scenes.

Not to mention, she didn't get her position through connections.

She had carried out countless missions in the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit, including heart-pulling, interrogation, and forced confession; she had seen far too many of these.

She really didn't believe it; how brutal could a fight between two captains really get?

It must be that Tokoyo Misao, that guy, who doesn't want me to learn from him.

What he just said about being willing to teach was all a lie.

Thinking of this, Soi Fon simply plopped down, not caring at all even though she was covered in Minazuki's blood.

That look clearly indicated that they weren't going anywhere today and were just watching the two of them fight.

Seeing this, Tokoyo Misao could only sigh slightly and mutter again, "I did warn you."

The next moment, he opened his palm, "Tokoyo Crossing, the Causal Principle!"

The battle was about to begin, and after only one exchange, Soi Fon's eyes widened.

She had never seen such a fighting style before.

Unohana completely disregarded her own defense and only knew how to attack.

Even though his left hand had been ripped off by Tokoyo Misao's bright red arm in the first round, he didn't show the slightest emotion on his face.

It was as if that arm didn't belong to her; it still retained a chilling killing intent.

However, in the next moment, Unohana's arm was Minazuki repaired.

Soi Fon then understood why the other party was the Fourth Division Captain; that incredible regenerative ability was practically immortal.

In her previous interactions with Unohana, she often felt that Unohana's smile wasn't warm at all, but rather had a chilling quality that made her heart ache. Now, she finally found the answer.

Indeed, this kind of fighting style, which completely abandons one's own defense and trades lives for lives, is very brutal.

After several more rounds, Unohana's body was repeatedly torn between breaking and repairing. After more than a dozen rounds, her haori was torn to shreds, and her Shihakushō was reduced to shreds, offering no cover whatsoever.

However, this was not surprising to Soi Fon.

A life-or-death battle is nothing more than clothes getting torn.

Rumble! As the intensity of the battle increased once again, Unohana was even torn to shreds by Tokoyo Misao.

However, he quickly rose again Minazuki the blood-red river, his skin smooth and flawless.

Gulp! Soi Fon couldn't help but swallow.

She understood that although Unohana possessed extremely powerful regenerative abilities, the pain of her body being torn apart, or even blasted to pieces, was by no means so simple.

The fact that the other person could endure this pain without changing their expression was simply unbelievable; such incredible endurance was astounding.

She even compared it to what she would have done if she had been torn to pieces like that in a fight; she might have burst into tears immediately.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, widen her eyes, and continue watching the two fight.

After experiencing several more deaths, the area of Minazuki gradually shrank, and at this moment Unohana's expression finally changed.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her originally cold expression gradually became somewhat strange.

After emerging from the blood pool once more, she curled her lips into a smile, licked her lips with her scarlet tongue, opened her mouth, and let out a satisfied sigh, "Ah~!"

Do you actually enjoy fighting that much?

Soi Fon couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for him once again.

Despite being torn apart, killed, and reborn so many times, he still manages to maintain his passion for battle and his unwavering will.

That's incredible! He's a role model for us all!

Immediately afterwards, Unohana casually tossed aside her Zanpakuto, formed her hands into claws, and grinned, "It's wet!"

Then he Tokoyo Misao, who grinned and stood proudly to meet the attack.

What's the meaning?

Soi Fon was completely caught off guard by the meaning behind Unohana's words.

But the image that flashed into her eyes the next moment directly impacted her brain, leaving her stunned on the spot:

Who am I? Where am I? What am I looking at?

Aren't we supposed to be watching a fierce battle between Tokoyo Misao and Unohana?

What happened?

Why did it turn out like this?

Wait, are they fighting? What kind of fight is this?

Wait, something's not right, is it?

Soi Fon heard Unohana's roar, a cry like that of a wild beast, constantly stimulating her eardrums and penetrating her mind.

At this moment, Soi Fon's thoughts completely stopped; her mind was blank, with only her pupils reflecting the "battlefield" before her.

She stared blankly, her mouth agape, the images and movements etched into her mind, echoing endlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, Minazuki blood-red domain receded and shrank back into Unohana's Zanpakuto.

She stood up and walked to a dark corner. When she reappeared, she was already dressed.

This is a set of fashionable clothes passed down from the World of the Living, seemingly already prepared for placement in the Muken.

It must be said that Captain Unohana looks very beautiful when she wears this outfit.

On the other side, Tokoyo Misao also walked into the darkness, and when he reappeared, he was also dressed in modern clothes.

Even after the two had completely changed their clothes and approached each other, Soi Fon remained staring blankly with her mouth agape, drool even dripping from the corner of her mouth, completely unaware of what was happening.

Tokoyo Misao waved at her helplessly and called out softly, "Hey, are you snapping out of it? We should go out now."

"Huh? Oh." Soi Fon quickly stood up.

When she saw Tokoyo Misao's smiling face, the image of his violent expression from earlier flashed through her mind, and she felt the Heat sensation on her face. She quickly turned her head away, her back to him.

What happened?

Why can't I face him? How is that possible?

Second Division Captain and the commander-in-chief of the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit, what haven't I seen?

How could witnessing a battle make one afraid to look directly at Tokoyo Misao?

Hateful!

She mustered her courage several times, wanting to turn back, but her body could only move stiffly as she walked towards the upper levels of the Jail at the Center.

Just as they arrived at the seventh-floor exit, they heard Urozakuro's voice. "I'm warning you two, next time you must clean up the battlefield!"

"I'm not your nanny, Muken isn't a hotel. Every time you come, it's such a mess, and you never clean it. How are we supposed to stay? Or do you want me to bring Sōya up with me?"

Tokoyo Misao's eyes lit up at the suggestion, and he replied, "Actually, letting him go back isn't a bad idea. Anyway, I'm in favor of it."

"Besides, Soul Society is already lacking in high-end combat power. If Azashiro joins in, Captain-Commander Yamamoto will probably grant a pardon during this special period, right?" he said, glancing at Unohana beside him.

The latter had by then reverted to his former form as the Fourth Division's medical captain, responding with a warm smile:

"If he goes up, he'll have to fight Kenpachi Zaraki first; only one of them can survive."

"Kenpachi's dignity?" Tokoyo Misao shook his head.

Although he didn't understand, he respected it very much.

He could tell from Sōya Azashiro's cold expression that the other party was thinking the same thing.

As expected, Sōya Azashiro spoke up, "The time I left Muken was the time Kenpachi Zaraki died."

Tokoyo Misao; the other party's words did not mean that he wanted to kill Kenpachi Zaraki.

Rather, if Kenpachi Zaraki were to die in a future battle against Aizen or Quincy, the 11th Division would lose its own Kenpachi.

Only then will Sōya Azashiro emerge from the Muken and fight for Soul Society as Kenpachi Azashiro.

"I'll come back in a couple of days, then you can see how much Kenpachi Zaraki has improved."

Tokoyo Misao was not at all surprised that Kenpachi Zaraki had not found Muken yet, as both he and Yachiru were terrible with directions.

Even if someone leads the way, they might still be forcibly led astray by the two of them.

So when he arrived outside the Jail at the Center, he immediately activated Eternal Eyes to search, only to find that Kenpachi Zaraki was lost in the Fifth Division's location.

Just as he was about to go and take the guy back to the Muken, a messenger appeared in front of the three captains.