The End, Guests from Hueco Mundo
The man who once bore the title of the strongest, the man who named "Hakuda," has fallen.
The Tenzō Tenjō fell from the clouds like an upside-down onion, spewing black smoke from its mouth.
At the crucial moment when the outcome was about to be decided, his body could not withstand the strain and he collapsed.
He didn't lose to Dōsan Hanyū; he lost to time.
The physical defeat was bearable, but the mental setback left him powerless.
Tenzō Tenjō is already past his prime, whether in terms of physical strength, power, or invincible mentality.
But in any case, this defeat left him, the King Above Kings, feeling utterly defeated.
He is already a remnant of the old era.
They lost their proud fighting spirit.
But in the eyes of the other captains, he was merely injured but not defeated.
Dōsan Hanyū really did win!
Veteran captains like Kyōraku and Ukitake, even with their status as students of Captain-Commander Yamamoto, rarely heard of this legendary figure.
But in this month, the Tenzō Tenjō has rewritten a new chapter of breathlessness.
Even though few Soul Reaper in Soul Society recognize Tenzō Tenjō's face, just hearing the name Tenzō Tenjō is enough to make all the Soul Reaper tremble with fear.
Unexpectedly, following Jin'ya Tsunayashiro, another legend became a stepping stone for Dōsan Hanyū.
For Dōsan Hanyū, this battle was also a stroke of luck.
The Tenzō Tenjō, a thousand-year-old powerhouse, had his abilities No Cause restricted.
Cause and effect are intertwined with the entire world.
Against Dōsan Hanyū, Tenzō Tenjō's strength was probably less than 50%, and in his Dragon Emperor Form, aside from those two punches, he couldn't even unleash 10% of his true power.
Regardless of the circumstances, Dōsan Hanyū, in his murderous aura state, has firmly secured his place among the team leaders.
Seeing the Tenzō Tenjō, Kyōraku reacted the fastest, drawing two swords, his pink haori fluttering in the Soi Fon.
"Flowers flutter in disarray, the flower goddess weeps, the heavenly winds rage, the heavenly demon sneers, and the Katen Kyōkotsu..."
His best friend Ukitake, followed closely behind. He usually coughed up blood every time he spoke, but when he got into a fight, he was quick and accurate.
"All flowing waves become my shield, all lightning bolts become my blade; Sōgyo no Kotowari!"
These two individuals are powerful, have no scruples, and react the fastest, directly attempting to annihilate the crippled but still alive Tenzō Tenjō.
However, one figure was even faster than the two of them.
Even behind Tenzō Tenjō, Dōsan Hanyū was unable to stop his body from falling.
In his Dragon Emperor State, Tenzō Tenjō could take down Dōsan Hanyū in his normal form with a single powerful punch.
Tenzō Tenjō unleashed a barrage of Dōsan punches, along with a tempestuous barrage of ordinary attacks.
In addition, Dōsan's limited Spiritual Pressure depleted, and his physical strength was also exhausted.
This is no draw. Even without anyone intervening, Dōsan Hanyū will recover quickly and possess the power to kill Tenzō Tenjō.
As for Tenzō Tenjō, this injury, if left untreated, could take his life.
In contrast, it was actually quite lucky that Kenpachi Zaraki's battle ended in a draw.
Zaraki glanced at the two of them, then turned and waved his hand dismissively, "Disappointing, let's go back, Yachiru."
Dōsan Hanyū's body was suspended in mid-air, falling continuously, when a slender arm caught Dōsan.
"Captain Soi Fon." Dōsan's voice was hoarse, and his gaze first fell on Soi Fon's right arm, which was wrapped in bandages.
In other places, Dōsan didn't notice anything unusual.
Soi Fon scanned Dōsan's entire body, checking if he was missing any parts, then shook her head and asked in a cool tone, "You won't die, will you?"
As far as I can remember, Soi Fon never seemed to have spoken to me in this tone.
Dōsan shook his head. He hadn't felt anything before, but this time, being Soi Fon's arms, Dōsan's body inexplicably stiffened.
At this distance, Soi Fon could even feel Dōsan's increasingly erratic breathing. Soi Fon, who hadn't thought much of it at first, blushed involuntarily and became flustered.
If she let go now, Dōsan would definitely fall to the ground, Soi Fon could only let this awkward situation develop.
But this awkward atmosphere didn't last long.
An unusual Spiritual Pressure drew everyone's attention, even Kenpachi Zaraki, who was planning to return to Soul Society, stopped in his tracks.
A black moon appeared in mid-air, which was the passage from the void into the World of the Living — the Garganta.
Three figures emerged from the Garganta, their arrogant and undisguised Spiritual Pressure causing the Soul Reapers to tremble.
Kyōraku frowned and pressed down on the straw hat on his forehead.
Tenzō Tenjō was right next to him, and even in this state, it wouldn't be easy for Kyōraku to kill Tenzō Tenjō, so Kyōraku didn't move.
With Soi Fon's help, Dōsan saw the three visitors.
What comes out of the Garganta is naturally an illusion.
However, Dōsan Hanyū was somewhat uncertain. Although there was Hollow Spiritual Pressure, these three guys were too different from what he remembered.
Three figures.
In the very center sat an old man on a throne, his face covered in wrinkles, exuding an imposing and dignified aura.
Of the three inhuman, ethereal beings, his Spiritual Pressure was the strongest, undoubtedly at the Captain-level, and not just any ordinary Captain-level.
On the right was a lazy middle-aged man. This demeanor made Dōsan waver between Kyōraku and this Hollow. This Hollow seemed to be a younger version of Kyōraku after plastic surgery.
The one on the left is a teenager, dressed more fashionably than the other two, in a white outfit with a futuristic feel.
The boy had his hands in his pockets. He was the one with the most distinctive Hollow features among the three, with a Hollow mask covering his left forehead.
Even though Dōsan Hanyū was already considered a learned scholar among the Soul Reaper, he was still a bit dazed when he saw the three of them, frantically recalling the knowledge he had learned.
It was still Kyōraku, his face hidden by a straw hat, his expression obscured, his voice serious and slow, "Menos Grande, Vasto Lorde."
Upon hearing this term, Dōsan Hanyū immediately recalled that it was indeed a rarely used term, and there was no visual image associated with it.
Vasto Lorde, the kings of the void, each possess top-tier Captain-level strength.
It wasn't over yet. Ukitake, who was next to Kyōraku, seemed to have been studying him for a long time before hesitantly asking Vasto Lorde, who was sitting on the throne in the center.
"Baraggan Ruisenbon, the King of Hueco Mundo?"