Yoruichi Shihoin, who had followed along, was completely dumbfounded.
How long had it even been since Ichigo Kurosaki awakened his power?
And he could already contend with a captain-class Soul Reaper, even firmly holding the upper hand?
What exactly was this Absolute Power? How could it be so formidable?
It could transform someone so completely.
"Looks like there's no need to worry about Ichigo Kurosaki running into danger. We should be worrying about Seireitei now."
Yoruichi Shihoin looked over the chaos spreading throughout Seireitei. The berserkers' invasion had brought Seireitei immense trouble; battles raged everywhere, like signal fires rising across the land.
"Seireitei is probably going to get lively now."
Yoruichi Shihoin licked her cat paw.
But stirring things up was also part of Kisuke Urahara's plan. With the berserkers' invasion causing such a sudden upheaval, Kisuke Urahara seemed to have revised his plan overnight, to the point that his hair had turned gray from exhaustion.
After Kenpachi Zaraki managed to hurt Ichigo Kurosaki, his Absolute Power began skyrocketing!
"Not enough!"
Kenpachi Zaraki roared inwardly. Never before had he craved power so fiercely—craved the strength to surpass every limit and crush Ichigo Kurosaki completely.
Yet reality was like a heavy hammer, relentlessly battering his pride and confidence.
Every punch Kenpachi Zaraki threw carried the force of thunder, making the air tremble. Yet these seemingly unstoppable attacks were like a child's play before Ichigo Kurosaki, effortlessly defused.
Ichigo Kurosaki moved like a phantom, always appearing from the most unimaginable angles and answering Kenpachi Zaraki's fury in the simplest yet deadliest ways.
Each of his counterattacks struck precisely at Kenpachi Zaraki's joints and vital points, or used deft force to disrupt his balance. For the first time, this warrior who prided himself on strength felt powerless and defeated.
Ichigo Kurosaki still was