Blade Pointed at the Spirit King Palace

At this moment, the peace of old had vanished from the Soul Society. Amid the raging flames of war, Reiatsu churned without end.

Yhwach's Schutzstaffel were no pushovers. Gerard the Miracle transformed into a giant and single-handedly took down a group of Gotei 13 Captains.

Only on the main battlefield did Yhwach's double appear to be under some pressure as he fought Head Captain Yamamoto.

Head Captain Yamamoto was, by nature, a brute. Seeing that the Quincy from a thousand years ago still refused to give up, he immediately activated his Bankai, determined to kill Yhwach by force.

He had now unleashed the third strike of his Bankai. Endless flaming corpses were tugging at Yhwach's double, leaving him unable to move an inch.

If not for Haschwalth's World Harmony supporting him, Yhwach's double would likely have already been defeated.

With the battle at such a stalemate, Haschwalth could not help but want to curse the Soul Singer from two hundred years ago again. He had always suspected that the Soul Singer had stolen the Wandenreich's secret weapon, causing intelligence on their strategic weapon to leak ahead of time.

If the Medallions could be used now, the Seireitei would probably have already been flattened by them.

"Ha ha ha... This is great! Come on, then!?"

Kenpachi Zaraki charged through the Quincy army, drenched in blood and drunk with battle. He held the head of a Sternritter in one hand. "Who's next!?"

Clearly, not every member of the Gotei 13 was panicking because of this battle. Some were exhilarated beyond measure.

Kenpachi Zaraki had been craving battle these past few days. He had not expected the Captain's words to come true again—so many enemies had really appeared, enough for him to cut down as he pleased without being scolded by the Captain-Commander.