Threads of Causality from the World

Dōsan Hanyū's eyes were calm, and his right hand gently pressed down on the sword.

With a toothpick dangling from his nose, he wields Zanpakuto that resembles a paddle, exuding a carefree and irreverent air.

The two faced each other, and Spiritual Pressure constantly gathered in the air, like a violent storm.

"Buzz..."

The friction of Spiritual Pressure was like two bulls trotting on the field, occasionally producing a "collision" sound.

Her hair, already Number 360 Captain-level, was blown about. Her eyes glazed over, and she involuntarily bent her knees, a chill seemingly piercing her very bones.

"Remember my name, Tenjirō Kirinji!" Tenjirō, was like a sea god, transforming water into a dragon that coiled around him and descended from the sky, tearing at Dōsan Hanyū.

Dōsan his sword held horizontally to the face, Dōsan Hanyū's strike seemed to tear space apart. Without any obstruction, the water dragon was easily sliced open like tofu.

But it's not over yet.

Suddenly, a crackling sound rang out from the edge of the severed water dragon, and blue lightning suddenly erupted, transforming into a lightning cage that enveloped Dōsan.

Dōsan remained calm and extended his hand indifferently, but he could feel the pressure of Spiritual Pressure stagnating.

Dōsan was slightly moved; this lightning could actually affect his Spiritual Pressure output.

This is a remarkable skill. With poor Spiritual Pressure output, even some Soul Reaper with weak control might be unable to unleash their Zankensōki in front of Tenjirō Kirinji.

This is a very rare, but quite useful, ability.

However, such ability is rendered utterly inadequate by the masterful control of Dōsan Hanyū.

Dōsan opened his palm, removing the slight obstruction and directly blocking and reflecting the lightning bolt.

The combination of lightning and water flow caught Dōsan off guard, but lightning alone could not break through Dōsan Hanyū's Mirror Reversal.

The rebounding lightning didn't hit Tenjirō, but his Shunpo was equally amazing. He swung behind Dōsan Hanyū and slashed at the Mirror Reversal with his sword.

"I said, why are you so stubborn, like a turtle shell?" Tenjirō finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hadō #90 - Black Coffin!" Dōsan didn't turn around, but chanted softly.

"Huh?" Tenjirō looked up in astonishment as a giant black coffin descended from the sky, completely enveloping him.

The Black Coffin stood there, silent for a moment, then a high-pressure water jet sliced Black Coffin open horizontally.

Tenjirō looked slightly weary, took two deep breaths, stood opposite Dōsan Hanyū, sheathed his sword, and waved his hand, "That's enough, that's enough. You're the ultimate turtle shell."

The immense Spiritual Pressure emanating from the two figures, as powerful as mountains, receded like the tide.

Shūhei and his companion ran back, both angry and shocked. Number 360's eyes gradually regained their composure.

Like a dream.

Number 360 wiped the sweat from her forehead, which had been soaked with fear. Since she had integrated the Yachiru School Kendō and reached the Captain-level, the last time she had experienced such pressure was before.

Glancing at the three looking utterly defeated, Tenjirō shouldered his oar-like Zanpakuto. "Hey, hey, I only used three-tenths of my power."

Is this the level of quality for just three floors?

In Shūhei's young mind, the Captain-level was the ceiling of combat power in Soul Society.

In Shūhei's view, no matter how strong the men in front of him were, including Dōsan Hanyū, they were no match for those captains.

Number 360, having witnessed more, was equally shocked. Even at 30% of his power, Yamamoto's Spiritual Pressure was enough to immobilize him. What about Yamamoto, hailed as the strongest in a thousand years?

I'm determined to reclaim my freedom from him!

As for Sōji Sanjō, he thought it was simpler: the one who took the initiative to stop only used 30% of his strength, while that Dōsan used several percent.

"Hey, Dōsan Hanyū, how much of your strength did you use?"

Dōsan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Thirty percent."

"Tch, you're not just bragging, are you?" Tenjirō Kirinji waved his hand. "Let's go."

Although Yamamoto recommended Dōsan Hanyū to the Zero Division in the name of the strongest Kidō, Tenjirō had other assessment targets regarding this Zero Division member.

Retsu Unohana of the Fourth Division was selected using the Yachiru Kendō.

Isshin Shiba of the Tenth Division, following in the footsteps of Kuruyashiki Kenpachi, has once again been nominated for his combat prowess.

Although

While Dōsan Hanyū delivered a truly stunning performance, it was, to some extent, only because Dōsan Hanyū exercised considerable restraint towards him.

We need to be more careful in choosing the members for Zero Division.

With a stomp of his foot, Tenjirō left the group with only his back turned.

As he left the Seireitei, Tenjirō stopped and pondered the details of what had just happened.

Dōsan Hanyū's Spiritual Pressure is not strong. Basically, there are at least twenty people in each generation of Soul Society whose Spiritual Pressure is higher than Dōsan Hanyū's.

Therefore, Dōsan Hanyū Spiritual Pressures did not give Tenjirō a deep feeling, but they did demonstrate resilience and control.

The scene of the battle replayed in his mind: the clash of Spiritual Pressure, and the female Artificial Soul trembling under the Spiritual Pressure.

Tenjirō noticed the detail and was suddenly amazed that even when fighting him, Dōsan Hanyū still had the energy to control his Spiritual Pressure and not release it.

"It really is a tortoise shell." A smile curled at the corner of Tenjirō's lips.

"He really left like that? You're not kidding, are you?!" Number 360 exclaimed in surprise.

Isn't this ridiculous?

A top-tier captain—no, a Head Captain-level powerhouse—launched a sneak attack, then pulled off a somersault and ran away?

What is he doing here?

Number 360 was unaware of the existence of the Zero Division. In fact, even young captains like Soi Fon and Komamura in the Gotei 13 had never heard of the Zero Division.

"Lord Hanyū, is it alright to let him go like this?" Seeing that Dōsan Hanyū was handling things with ease, Sanjō spoke up to remind him.

"He doesn't have any murderous intent." Dōsan touched the Law of Causality at his waist. Although the other party was powerful, his sword did not consider him an enemy.

Furthermore, given the opponent's strength, killing him would come at a considerable cost.

He'd already hidden himself away at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, but the powerful figures seeking him out were becoming increasingly outrageous.

Is it a coincidence, or...?

Cause and effect from this world.

It's as if there's a thread connecting Dōsan Hanyū to this world above his head, and as Dōsan Hanyū gradually merges into this world, this thread seems to be getting thicker.

However, for this world, Dōsan Hanyū might be a fish it doesn't want to catch.

Chapter 181 The Threads of Cause and Effect from the World