With an earth-shaking boom, Kenpachi Zaraki's figure was instantly swallowed by that terrifying force. His flesh-and-blood body was mercilessly torn apart and pulverized beneath the spinning drill.
Yet at that razor-thin moment between life and death, Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting spirit and will burned fiercely like an inextinguishable flame.
Through his boundless love and obsession for battle, he forcibly found an opportunity for rebirth at death's very edge.
For a berserker, as long as the fighting spirit remained, the will remained, and the strength remained, his heart would not die, nor would his body!
"Now this is more like it! This is more like it! That punch!!!"
The instant Kenpachi Zaraki's flesh reassembled and his body was restored, he let out an almost crazed cheer.
He relished this ultimate experience of dying and coming back to life, as though every rebirth brought him closer to the true essence of battle and made him even more addicted to this endless challenge and transcendence.
White Ichigo watched from the side, cold sweat streaming down his face. He had never seen such a tenacious opponent, nor had he ever experienced such a soul-stirring battle.
At that moment, he seemed to have entered an entirely new world—a grand hall built from battle, willpower, and conviction.
"No, how many years have I been reincarnated? How did this world become like this?"
White Ichigo felt as though his entire worldview had been overturned.
"Come on!"
Naturally, Ichigo Kurosaki was not using Endless War God, nor was it even Hell War God or Multiple War God.
Chang Wei had never taught him Endless War God. He had originally intended to teach Ichigo Kurosaki the Heavenly Martial Slaughter Path.
The First Generation Hell War God was Hell's ultimate skill, born from countless simulations and thoughts during his arduous training,