Shattered at a Touch, the Unfathomable Dōsan Hanyū

Soi Fon's Spiritual Pressure served as a warning, and the Soul Reaper from the Second Division, who had been scattered, returned to the two of them, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

In terms of discipline, the Second Division is undoubtedly the best among the Thirteenth Divisions.

Renji swallowed hard, forcing himself to stand tall, and led the way.

The group left the gathering point and arrived at a dense forest south of District 78.

The forest isn't particularly large; it would probably take about three hours to walk there and back.

But for the southernmost part of Soul Society, which is full of sand and gravel, this already deserves the title of "landscape".

"Captain Soi Fon."

Dōsan followed Renji, preparing to enter the Ittōbō to reach Soi Fon, but hesitated to speak.

Soi Fon understood what he meant.

We can't just listen to this child's opinion. If Renji is controlled by his special abilities and leads them into an ambush, we'll lose the initiative.

A clash between the strongest can often be decided in an instant.

The Second Division's missions involve more intrigue and backstabbing compared to the other divisions, making the members of the Second Division more cautious.

Soi Fon glanced at the person beside her, and seeing that Dōsan was still calmly nodding, Soi Fon decisively raised her hand, "Follow me."

After entering the dense forest and walking for several more kilometers, Renji rubbed his nose and called out, "We're here."

The members of the Second Division reacted the fastest. As soon as Renji finished speaking, they used Shunpo forward and protect Soi Fon and the other girl.

Rizukihime and Ichimonji, facing each other, looked at each other in bewilderment. What was so special about this place?

"Bakudō Ninety-Five: Ipponkan"

Dōsan looked at the seemingly unremarkable forest before him, silently sensing the flow of Spiritual Pressure. His brows furrowed, and after a moment of sensing, he uttered a rather terrifying statement.

This time, the members of the Second Division didn't exclaim in surprise as if they had never seen anything like it before.

Because they had never even heard of the name of this Bakudō.

This included their captain, Soi Fon.

Dōsan continued, "Ipponkan is a kind of deadly Bakudō that locks onto a space. When the appointed time arrives, all life forms within that space will be destroyed at the Reishi level."

Dōsan Hanyū is currently unable to use the 95th Bakudō, mainly because he is still some distance away from it in terms of Spiritual Pressure.

Furthermore, this level of Bakudō requires multiple Captain-level to cooperate and work together to execute it.

The activation of the Kidō energy) is also related to the level of Kidō and Spiritual Pressure being released.

Theoretically, the minimum interval between casting and the final release of the Kidō can be as long as ten minutes.

Dōsan Hanyū's words startled the Soul Reapers: destruction at the Reishi level?

Who can withstand this?

This made them realize once again how terrifying the Kidō above number ninety is.

Even the captains might not be able to escape unscathed from such a Kidō.

Of course, the moment the Bakudō is activated, there will be quite a commotion; it's a truly silent destruction, and ordinary Captain-level have absolutely no chance of survival.

If the Soul Reapers were still shocked, for Renji, it was utter terror.

What's going on?

The treasure he found turned out to be this kind of thing. If he hadn't wanted to repay a debt of gratitude and share this treasure, then the fate awaiting Renji and his friends would have been to be destroyed along with this thing called "Bakudō"!

Fortunately, his life was saved by his unwavering loyalty.

Renji didn't suspect much. On one hand, he was young and didn't have many thoughts. On the other hand, although Renji couldn't recognize the Shinigami uniforms, the clean and neat clothes of Dōsan Hanyū and the others meant they must be a group of nobles.

"It seems that this Kidō is only a few minutes away from being fully activated."

Dōsan gave a shout and then walked ahead at a leisurely pace.

Didn't they say it only lasted a few minutes?

Brother, you're way too steady.

We're not Kidō Gods or demons; we can't withstand that.

The group hadn't taken more than a few steps when they felt a heavy pressure. It was the overflowing Spiritual Pressure from the concealed Ninety-Five Kidō, something Renji also sensed.

Several Soul Reaper trembled, and Renji's pupils were lifeless, as if he were about to faint at any moment.

"Snap out of it!" Dōsan growled.

Renji shook his head, his face contorted, and forced a reply, "Dōsan, Big Brother."

"It's alright, you go back first, and remember not to go out during this time."

Dōsan Hanyū's calm expression reassured Renji and the entire Second Division.

Dōsan and the others continued deeper, about a hundred paces away, where a deep blue sphere formed from Spiritual Pressure, emitting lightning, hovered in mid-air.

This is the ninety-fifth Bakudō, the medium of the Ipponkan, and also the biggest weakness of this Bakudō.

The sphere expanded outwards, bursts of Spiritual Pressure erupted with thunder, and even the ordinary members of the Second Division could realize that this Kidō style was on the verge of activation.

"Dōsan?"

Soi Fon's eyes narrowed to slits, her fingers darting to the sword at her lower back—a sign that she was getting serious. The immense Spiritual Pressure emanating from the Spiritual Pressure crystal ball made even Soi Fon feel a little uneasy.

The Spiritual Pressure emanating from this crystal ball alone was already at the level of her Bankai.

Soi Fon was like this, the others were even worse off. The Spiritual Pressure overflowing from the blue Spiritual Pressure crystal ball caused their spiritual bodies to dissipate.

Dōsan stretched out his palm, and the spiritual light overflowing from the crystal ball struck Dōsan's hand, but Dōsan did not even frown in the slightest.

If you look closely, you can see that the lightning was concentrated on the surface of Dōsan's palm, as if it were blocked by an invisible film.

Soi Fon, with her sharp eyes, spotted this scene.

Mirror Reversal.

A move that inspires envy, yet is utterly unavoidable.

Knowing the principles, Dōsan Hanyū was willing to teach diligently, but he just couldn't learn it.

Without any hindrance, Dōsan pressed down on the energy crystal ball formed by Spiritual Pressure, and the crystal ball seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"Is that all?"

Rizukihime finally couldn't help but voice her doubts: Was that Spiritual Pressure made of paper?

Soi Fon isn't skilled in Kidō, so she couldn't discern anything about it. However, with this problem resolved, the crisis was at least over.

No.

Dōsan Hanyū was unaware of Soi Fon's thoughts, but his sword showed no sign of stillness.

The clanging of the blade grew louder and louder.

The crisis is not over yet.

Or rather, this isn't a real crisis at all.

"Hey, what's going on? What nonsense is this blind Kidō spouting? It's nothing special." Grimmjow, who looked like a little leopard, scoffed.

"It must be said, as expected of the target, they were able to break through the trap prepared by Lord Aizen so easily."

"Alright, let's hurry up and take care of Dōsan Hanyū. After all, this is the territory of the Soul Reapers."

"Tenzō Tenjō, where are you going?"

A sharp-eyed Menos Grande noticed that Tenzō Tenjō was turning away in the opposite direction.

"Oh, well, judging from your statements, you can probably handle Dōsan Hanyū without me. I need to take care of a personal matter first."

Although he doesn't call himself a warrior, these guys around him would only be a hindrance to Dōsan Hanyū.

Tenzō Tenjō looked eastward, sensing a familiar Spiritual Pressure emanating from the distance.

These are weapons left over from the time of Soul King.

As for this group of Menos Grande?

They're no match for Dōsan Hanyū, even if they're a bunch of idiots.

Is the Tenzō Tenjō Strong?

The Menos Grande must admit they were strong, but since they were defeated, they weren't strong enough.

You should know that none of them, standing here, have ever failed!

"Dōsan Hanyū and Soi Fon are both Captain-level; the rest are just cannon fodder. How do we divide them up?"

"Dōsan Hanyū is my prey, you bunch of guys get lost." Grimmjow was extremely arrogant.

"You bastard, I've been putting up with you for far too long?"

"Grimmjow, anyone who didn't know better would think you were Vasto Lorde already!"

"Wait... don't make a sound, a Soul Reaper is about to arrive, is it reinforcements from Soul Society?"