The strongest Hakuda in history

Even though the legends surrounding this person have gradually faded away, no matter how powerful an existence is, it cannot escape the erasure of history.

But his words and actions over these two months are enough to rewrite a Tenzō Tenjō in the Soul Society.

The mere fact that he escaped from the Muken, even with the help of others, was enough to terrify the Soul Reaper and leave a significant mark on the history of Soul Society.

How should I put this place, Muken?

Among the prisoners held inside, there were indeed many Soul Reaper could be killed or erased by the Grim Reaper. Most of them were powerful individuals with noble blood who were imprisoned in the Muken by the Central 46, who had shown mercy by not killing them.

However, there are many more that even the Soul Society cannot kill, and they have even reached the point where they are impossible to destroy or bury. As time goes by, they can still exist eternally.

Furthermore, the longer one is imprisoned in the Muken, the stronger one becomes. If one were to look for a pattern, it might be the opposite: the powerful figures of ancient times might not have been as strong as those of modern times.

Because times are progressing, not only are the overall strength of the Soul Reapers increasing, but their attack methods are also becoming more complex.

Now, the two generations of directors of the Research and Development Institute, Urahara and Nie, Muken prisoners in the Infernal Affairs Bureau, and can eliminate half of them in a rather special way.

Dōsan also looked at the notorious thug in front of him, who had risen to fame around the same time as him.

Not long after Dōsan became Soul Reaper and was praised by the Seireitei, Tenzō Tenjō in a foreign language.

Speaking of which, it seems that Tenzō Tenjō's appearance has not yet been revealed in Seireitei.

Perhaps they were worried that the ordinary Soul Reapers would be frightened by Tenzō Tenjō's appearance?

Tenzō Tenjō had a square face with a calm, expressionless gaze, but his face was covered with numerous knife scars, which gave him an air of ferocity.

Tenzō Tenjō exposed, and his body was also riddled with wounds, including knife wounds and many fist marks.

He had broad shoulders and a robust build. Although he looked older than his age, he wasn't as hunched over as Captain-Commander Yamamoto usually appeared.

"Lieutenant Hanyū, be careful, he is Tenzō Tenjō." Murashita's voice trembled slightly, clearly terrified by the person in front of him.

To be honest, before Murashita, the only one of the three who had ever seen Tenzō Tenjō's face, spoke up...

Dōsan Hanyū subconsciously believed that the old man in front of him was Tenzō Tenjō.

Because only such a person deserves such a magnificent name.

From the Tenzō Tenjō appeared, Tenzō and Dōsan's eyes never left each other.

Tenzō's face was contorted in a grimace, his expression a mixture of sorrow and amusement, yet his entire body was taut, like a wild beast poised to pounce.

The sword at Dōsan Hanyū's waist was also trembling slightly.

'Kill him.'

'Kill him.'

No Cause I was calling out, or yearning for blood, but even when facing Ichimonji, the feeling was never as intense as it was this time.

A worthy opponent.

Tenzō also sensed this and acknowledged that this was a worthy opponent.

However, a few more insects appeared around.

Just now, the sound of Ittōbō Murashita reminding Dōsan Hanyū had caught Tenzō's attention.

Tenzō turned his head and grinned, revealing scars all over his face that looked like resurrected insects crawling on Tenzō face.

Tenzō stretched out his finger, pointed it straight ahead, and flicked it.

Silently, the air blasted into projectiles and hurtled towards the Murashita.

"Watch out!" Dōsan turned around and exclaimed in alarm.

But how could a mere ordinary Murashita Seated Officer possibly withstand Tenzō's deadly attack?

Dōsan reacted quickly, and with Murashita beside Dōsan drew his No Cause and slashed vertically at the air gun.

"Bang."

Dōsan's slash cleaved the air bullet in two, but...

Is this all there is to it?

Tenzō shook his head in boredom.

Mediocre, utterly mediocre.

The boy that guy valued so much, how come he only has this much strength?

This is nothing.

Ordinary Captain-level?

This level of skill is enough to fool ordinary guys, but they wouldn't last three moves against him.

Just some small fry.

Disheartened, Tenzō Tenjō relaxed and stretched his fingers, intending to end the battle quickly.

Dōsan, who had just caught Tenzō's finger spear with his knife, looked at his hands and saw that his tiger's mouth was split open, with blood flowing in streams down the Dōsan.

Sajin Komamura's strength is already outstanding, but judging from Dōsan's previous experience fighting Komamura, it is not even a fraction of Tenzō Tenjō's.

"Hanyū... Lieutenant Hanyū." Murashita was so surprised that he could barely speak.

"Hey, you two, have some concern for me!"

Where did that sound come from?

When Dōsan and the other looked over, they saw that the vice-captain of the Seventh Division, Iba, was lying in a pool of blood. His Zanpakuto had not yet been released and had already broken in two.

Tenzō glanced at the Iba first, "To have withstood one of my fingers and survive, even in ancient times, you would be renowned throughout the Three Realms."

He merely unleashed two bursts of energy; one wounded Lieutenant Hanyū, and the other severely injured the Vice-Captain Iba?

Even if I had seen the celestial realm Tenzō Tenjō from afar, it was never as vivid as it is now.

Coming to his senses, Murashita hurriedly shouted, "Lieutenant Hanyū, you go quickly, don't worry about us!"

Dōsan waved his hand without turning around, "Murakami, you take care of the Vice-Captain Iba."

Seeing that Dōsan still dared to face him directly, Tenzō nodded approvingly, "Very well, repay that junior's kindness as soon as possible."

"Junior"?

It's a clue that seems quite special, but Dōsan isn't paying attention to it right now.

Dōsan silently sensed his surroundings. The brief release of Spiritual Pressure by Tenzō Tenjō had had a rather adverse effect on the surrounding environment.

Moreover, this is not a desolate wilderness, but a residential area. Dōsan has already sensed that many souls in the World of the Living world have suffered soul damage because they could not withstand the Spiritual Pressure of the brief battle.

The probability of shortening one's lifespan is 100%.

To survive, one might need the intervention of Soul Reaper.

Although Dōsan has not yet empathized with the responsibility of Soul Reaper, let him fight with all his might here.

This small city.

It's possible that everything within a hundred miles will be reduced to ruins.

We had no choice but to resort to that tactic.

"Bakudō Eighty-Nine: World Severing" (Original)