The instant the Ikkomikidō Monk had thrown down came into contact with Araki's Zanpakuto, lapis lazuli radiance illuminated Manako Osho's entire detached palace in an instant...
"Hiss!"
Fake Monk's expression drastically changed in the face of the flourishing lapis lazuli light before him, and he hurriedly retreated. He grabbed Sword God Oetsu Nimaiya beside him and pulled him in front of himself, using him to block the overwhelming radiance.
"Hey, hey, hey! You can't do that..."
Oetsu protested.
"Haha, you know how it is! This thing is utterly terrifying to me. I have no choice but to defend myself!"
Monk laughed awkwardly. His compatibility with Araki's Zanpakuto was truly terrible.
"Haha, I remember now! I remember everything!"
Elsewhere, within a lapis lazuli pure land, a massive white Menos Grande, as huge as Mount Everest, suddenly burst into wild laughter. His laughter brimmed with the joy in his heart.
"My name isn't Ikkomikidō! My fucking name isn't Ikkomikidō! My real name is..."
Ikkomikidō split his huge mouth open, his voice resounding like a great bell. He was about to proclaim his true name to the entire world.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."
Yet just as Ikkomikidō roared, one ancient bell chime after another suddenly rang beside his ears.
"Who's ringing that bell?!"
Ikkomikidō flew into a rage. Looking around, he shouted furiously.
The bell chimes made him unbearably agitated! A violent emotion surged into his heart.
"Foolish child! You are blinded by appearances!"
As Ikkomikidō searched, a Holy King radiating endless crimson light, his entire body made of lapis lazuli, had somehow silently appeared before him, seated upon a lotus platform.
"Little thing, don't get in my way..."
Ikkomikidō looked at the existence before him, tiny as an ant, and his expression immediately filled with disdain.
"Foolish child, since you have encountered me,