Bankai-Minazuki

Tokoyo Misao responded with a smile, but noticed that Unohana seemed to have no reaction to taking Yachiru into the Muken.

It's important to know that the Central Great: The Jail, the Muken- Internal Prison, is a place specifically for detaining Captain-level and above.

There were almost no Reishi in there, only endless darkness.

The Grim Soul Reaper, with his weak spiritual form, would be reduced to ashes within just a few days inside.

It seems that Unohana also knows Yachiru's identity, which is why she hasn't made any statement.

Holding passes personally issued by the Captain-Commander, Tokoyo Misao and his group entered the Central Great: The Jail without any hindrance.

But the guards only led them to the third floor and then left.

Following the map, the group walked for a long time before finally arriving at the eighth level, the Muken.

It was completely dark here, there was nothing there, but fortunately, Tokoyo Misao usually liked to carry some small items with him, including Reishi torch.

This torch is made of special high-density Reishi wood, and once lit, it can burn continuously for two hours, emitting a strong light.

However, in the Muken Realm, where there are almost no Reishi, a torch could probably only last for about an hour.

He activated his Eternal Eyes and headed towards the direction where Kenpachi Azashiro was.

Only when they were almost close did they light the torches and stick them into the rubble on either side.

"Is this Kenpachi Azashiro? He doesn't seem very strong."

Kenpachi Zaraki walked straight to a thin man sitting cross-legged about a hundred meters ahead.

The man was indeed wearing Captain's Haori.

"Stop pretending. You should know what happened in Soul Society. Or are you unwilling to continue Kenpachi's legacy?" Tokoyo Misao also came over and said.

Kenpachi Azashiro then opened his eyes and stood up from his seated position.

He first glanced at Unohana, who was standing 300 meters away, then looked at Tokoyo Misao and bowed slightly.

"Thank you." The voice was somewhat hoarse and cold. "The Kenpachi legacy must not end with me."

Kenpachi Azashiro once wanted to become Soul Reaper, partly due to family factors and partly simply because of hatred.

But when he killed his predecessor Kenpachi using less-than-honorable means, he truly understood the meaning of that title.

Therefore, during his tenure as Kenpachi, he was conscientious and never slacked off, and was even prepared to die at the hands of the next Kenpachi.

Unfortunately, what he wanted to do conflicted with what he wanted to protect, which is why he decided to turn himself in and willingly be imprisoned in the Muken.

But over the years, he has been constantly thinking about how to continue to pass on Kenpachi's legacy.

He extended his pale, thin hand and gently beckoned to Kenpachi Zaraki.

Come on, defeat me.

"Ha, I'll kill you!" Kenpachi Zaraki laughed, charging forward with his sword in one hand.

"It would be even better if you could do that."

Kenpachi Azashiro murmured softly, but he knew he couldn't possibly be killed.

The next moment, he waved his hand:

"Ittō Kasō."

Chapter 118 Bankai -- Minazuki

The roar of the explosion didn't travel far in the Muken; it was quickly absorbed by the unique environment.

However, Kenpachi Azashiro 'Hadō #90 Ittō Kasō, Ittō-Hōjō, was not weakened in any way.

High-level Hadō require an enormous amount of Reishi to sustain them.

Those who Hadō level 90 or above are only qualified to possess at least Second-Class Spiritual Pressure.

At this moment, half of Kenpachi Zaraki's body was charred black, and the black smoke that rose from it was mixed with a burnt smell.

His charging figure froze in place, his already somewhat carbonized skin and muscles looking painful.

However, neither Tokoyo Misao nor Unohana next to him, were surprised by this outcome.

Yachiru, on the contrary, looked excited and smiled as she looked at Kenpachi Zaraki seemed to be on the verge of death.

"His body is probably useless now," Tokoyo Misao with certainty.

However, he was not referring to Kenpachi Zaraki in his words.

Instead, it was Kenpachi Azashiro, after using the "Ittō Kasō" technique, turned his entire arm into charcoal.

Not long after he finished speaking.

Kenpachi Azashiro casually ripped off the charred arm, letting it turn to ashes without any change in expression.

Instead, he moved closer to Kenpachi Zaraki, a hint of disappointment flashing in his calm eyes.

Is this all there is to it?

At this moment, Kenpachi Zaraki rolled his eyes, seemingly losing his breath.

"Ken-chan, Koken!" Yachiru raised her right hand, which was clenched into a fist, high and waved it around, shouting loudly.

Kenpachi Zaraki seemed to have completely fainted and was unresponsive.

"If that's all you've got, then you don't deserve the name Kenpachi."

Kenpachi Azashiro extended his still-intact left hand and placed it on Kenpachi Zaraki's chest, chanting once more.

"Hadō #88: Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō!"

The reason he used Hadō #96 right from the start was...

This is because, based on the information he gathered, he believed that Kenpachi Zaraki was extremely strong and had untapped potential.

He took it very seriously, which is why he directly used Ittō Kasō.

But now it seems that we went too far, so we changed it Hadō number 88.

But the instant he finished chanting, a hand with skin completely charred grabbed Kenpachi Azashiro's left hand.

"Ouch, that really hurts!"

Kenpachi Zaraki let out a joyful sound and swung his sword down.

He completely ignored the already formed No. 88 Hadō attack; all he wanted to do was kill people.

His chest exploded open with a bang, even exposing his ribs.

But at the same time, the knife in his hand slashed directly at Kenpachi Azashiro's neck.

With a soft "plop," it was smoothly sliced in two.

Kenpachi Zaraki released his grip and staggered back five or six steps.

He glanced down at the wound on his chest, his gaze finally settling on the hand gripping the hilt of the knife, and murmured softly.

"It doesn't feel right."

Cough cough, another mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

"Your willpower is acceptable." A voice came from the shadows.

Accompanied by calm footsteps, Kenpachi Azashiro emerged from the darkness.

He had no signs of injury whatsoever, and looked exactly the same as when we first met.

"Was that a fake body I just cut down?" Kenpachi Zaraki wasn't angry; he grinned.

Kenpachi Azashiro did not respond.

His eyes were fixed on Kenpachi Zaraki's bleeding chest, and he could even vaguely see his frantically beating heart.

"Go back and cultivate for a while before coming back."

He was slightly disappointed, and when he turned to look at Tokoyo Misao, there was a hint of reproach in his eyes.

He already knew about the various things Tokiwa had done in Soul Society through his Tokoyo Misao Zanpakuto, Urozakuro.

Urozakuro's ability is very simple: it allows Kenpachi Azashiro to blend into the Reishi of his surroundings.

Therefore, when he uses Bankai, the entire Soul Society's Reishi become Kenpachi Azashiro himself.

At the same time, he was unable to retract his Bankai.

He created this body in the Muken to stay here, and then focused most of his attention on it, binding himself within it.

Even if Muken says that almost no Reishi exist.

However, this restriction is meaningless when facing someone Kenpachi Azashiro, who has already become one with Soul Society.

He can leave whenever he wants.

The legacy of Kenpachi is very important to him.

However, due to the properties of the Urozakuro, unless the Soul Society is destroyed, he is impossible to die.

Therefore, he planned to fight Kenpachi Zaraki with all his might.

If the opponent wins, then Kenpachi's title will be passed down.

Unfortunately, Kenpachi Zaraki doesn't seem to be qualified.

"Don't rush," Tokoyo Misao said with a smile. "Captain Unohana, you're getting excited too, how about we have a fight?"

"Oh?" Unohana gripped the scabbard tightly with her left hand.

And before anyone knew it, most of her braids, which had been covering her chest, had come undone.

Upon hearing Tokoyo Misao's words, she slowly turned her head.

His once gentle, sunny smile gradually faded, and his narrowed eyes opened a crack.

A fierce killing intent burst forth from that line, rushing towards Tokoyo Misao, and even Yachiru turned his head to look.

"Kenpachi Duel must not be disturbed."

Unohana's voice was incredibly cold, like a blade scraping across the skin.

"I know, so let's fight."

Tokoyo Misao smiled as he drew his Zanpakuto: "But it's understandable that some of our forces would be affected during our battle."

"Isn't that right?"

Without waiting for Unohana's response, he began to chant:

"Contemplation— the Wedge of the Firmament, the cause and effect of all things, inscribed upon this body."

"World-Crossing Principle."

Shikai.

The Zanpakuto transformed into a black stream of information, blending seamlessly into the Muken environment.

"Bankai-- "

"Tokoyo Crossing, Causal Principle."

First-Class Spiritual Pressure Reiatsu of first-class spiritual power burst forth from Tokoyo Misao's body, pressing down firmly on Unohana's shoulder.

Unohana's braids, which hadn't completely come undone, suddenly came undone.

In that instant, her eyes snapped open, and she drew her Zanpakuto.

With her movement, a crimson Reiatsu burst forth, instantly filling the Muken.

This crimson Reiatsu was filled with the stench of blood and bones, the smell of ashes constantly assaulting the nerves of everyone present.

If it were an ordinary Soul Reaper, just one whiff of it would probably drive him insane.

Unohana lowered her head, uttering words as red as blood:

"Bankai-- "

"Minazuki."

The bursting Reiatsu gradually solidified, and actually transformed into blood, enveloping and flowing over this large area.

"What is this?" Kenpachi Azashiro discovered that the Reishi passage between the Muken and the outside world had been completely severed by this crimson light.