Are You Sure I Never Told You About Dōsan Hanyū's Ability?

"Soul Reaper's reinforcements? This is different from what the blind man said?"

The Menos Grande also noticed a group of Soul Reaper dressed in Shinigami uniforms. Interestingly, apart from one male, the rest were all female Soul Reaper.

Is there such a high proportion of women in Soul Reaper?

"The guys on the other side are quite strong. Judging from his Spiritual Pressure, the man in the lead is definitely Captain-level. If they interfere while we're Dōsan Hanyū, Grimmjow, you wouldn't want to be disturbed during the battle, would you?"

"Rudbornn Chelute, what do you want to say?" These words struck a nerve with Grimmjow, a pure warrior whose life was dedicated solely to becoming stronger.

"Let's all go at once and take care of this group of women first."

"Consider this a perfect appetizer before the battle with Dōsan Hanyū."

At this moment, the women's team that Menos Grande mentioned was intercepting Inorei Hikaru, who was trying to escape once again.

"Number 360, Ichimonji Tsunayashiro sent you to stop me?" Inorei Hikaru's face was pieced together into a monstrous shape, and his voice was hoarse.

"Hey, hey, you should call me Lord Tsunayashiro outside." Number 360 still had that arrogant attitude.

Stop pretending. You've lost your freedom, so take a good breath of this rare breeze of freedom!

"You really are like a poet," Number 360 said in her usual sarcastic tone. "Go ahead, you just want to fight with Teacher Hanyū, you can't possibly win anyway."

Inorei Hikaru didn't feel embarrassed by these blunt truths, and of course, his face didn't show any embarrassment either.

"The meaning of my life is to prove it once again." Inorei Hikaru gazed into the distance, in the direction from which the Menos Grande beings had come, "To prove that I, too, was once a genius!"

Accompanied by undisguised Spiritual Pressure, a leopard -Menos Grande lunged in front of Inorei Hikaru.

"You're the strongest among you, aren't you?"

Hikaru didn't reply, and drew her Zanpakuto.

Rudbornn Chelute and the others surrounded the Artificial Soul Corps, Rudbornn Chelute stepped forward to stand in front of Number 360.

"Greetings, esteemed lady. I am Rudbornn Chelute from Las Noches."

"Hello, hello, my name is Number 360, but you know, that little dog just said Inorei Hikaru is the strongest, I don't agree."

Number 360 slowly drew the knife from her waist, which was over 1.5 meters long and reached her collarbone when upright.

"That would be an honor, Miss." Rudbornn Chelute bowed politely.

Battle is imminent.

On one side is the Tsunayashiro Clan, with thousands of years of accumulation, plus Mayuri Kurotsuchi intervention.

One side is the biggest mastermind in Soul Society, Sōsuke Aizen, who gained inspiration from the Hōgyoku and became a Hollow Arrancar.

Because the battlefield was almost in the South 77th District, and they were still in the woods, Yu Dōsan Hanyū and the others, who were affected by the residual Spiritual Pressure of the Ipponkan Bakudō and the Ippon-kan, did not notice that there were more than a dozen Captain-level fighting in the distance.

Of course, they didn't notice, but someone else did.

"What's going on, Artificial Soul Corps? Why are they fighting with those idiots in Hueco Mundo?" Neru tilted his head at a 90-degree angle.

His head looked like it had been pieced together, rotating at various angles.

Although he felt that those virtual beings seemed to have been modified and were quite interesting, he was clearly more interested in Dōsan Hanyū.

These uncooperative test subjects were driving me crazy with frustration.

"What a coincidence... no, wait." Nie turned her head 180 degrees and tilted it to the other side. "Nemu, get the experimental equipment."

"Yes, Lord Mayuri, what do I need to do?"

"Trap me and observe my current brainwaves."

"Yes, Lord Mayuri."

At first, Nemu was very curious about why she had brought so many seemingly useless experimental devices. She never expected that they were for testing herself.

The instruments controlled Neh's limbs, then put a loop over Neh's head, and Neh began to mutter to himself.

"If Dōsan Hanyū recognized the danger, and then his ability chose to modify that danger, whether by chance or coincidence, it was actually inevitable that it would be transformed into something beneficial for Dōsan Hanyū."

"Just like Dōsan Hanyū's attack, it will definitely work, and it will work in the most reasonable way."

"That's not right. If that's the case, how could Old Man Yamamoto's scheme have worked?"

"No, perhaps it was Captain-Commander Yamamoto's scheme that couldn't harm Dōsan Hanyū, or perhaps it was Dōsan Hanyū's instinct to avoid a more dangerous scheme; he chose the optimal solution between the two."

I understand, I understand, everything is so clear and obvious. If that's the case, then everything makes sense.

"Nemu is observing all my indicators. If there's a problem, she'll immediately wake me up in the most violent way, while simultaneously recording what I just said."

"Yes."

Nemu answered decisively, as decisively as ever.

She always did this, carrying out every task Mayuri Kurotsuchi assigned her with a creed-like attitude.

But Lord Kurotsuchi, did you say anything just now?

Sōsuke Aizen, Kaname Tōsen, and Tachikawa Magaki stood at the highest point, overlooking everything.

"What a coincidence," Aizen remarked.

"Lord Aizen joking." Tōsen seemed to confidently see through Aizen's little scheme. "It's just Dōsan Hanyū's ability."

"Not necessarily, Tōsen. You've fallen into another misconception." Aizen's smile was even more unreadable than Gin's. "The Correctness of Revisions doesn't necessarily make you realize it's his ability."

"This..." Tōsen exclaimed in astonishment. Was this truly a coincidence?

Tōsen didn't believe it; what a coincidence!

Those who wanted to take action against Dōsan Hanyū found themselves in various troubles one after another. Each person had the same goal, but they were all entangled with each other for various reasons.

"Remember, what you think is right may be wrong, and what you think is wrong may be right. While you are walking on the ground, you may already be standing upside down in the sky."

Tōsen was completely bewildered by what he was being told.

Tachikawa Magaki's mind raced, realizing this was a good opportunity. She spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Lord Aizen, you've never clearly explained Dōsan Hanyū's abilities to me."

Riddlers are the most annoying kind of people.

At first, Aizen did explain the "Correctness of Revision," but the abilities that Dōsan Hanyū possessed under this term went far beyond what could be explained by the "Correctness of Revision."

"Whenever you speak in this tone, you can't hide your murderous intent." Aizen adjusted his glasses.

"Also, are you really sure I didn't tell you about Dōsan Hanyū's abilities?"

A chill instantly ran through their hearts.