Boom!
Though it was a chantless Kurohitsugi, the instant it formed, it was like a black skyscraper dozens of stories tall, sealing Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's tiny figure within.
"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, haven't you realized it yet? Your frail, aged spiritual body as a Soul Reaper is full of openings..."
As Sōsuke Aizen's quiet remark fell, the Kurohitsugi suddenly began to tremble violently.
The Soul Reapers watching nearby could not help but tense up.
Hadō #90: Kurohitsugi was not Bakudō. Its most terrifying aspect was that, after sealing an enemy inside, it unleashed countless shadow blades within the Kurohitsugi.
There was nowhere to evade, nowhere to hide, and no way to withstand the countless shadow blades erupting all at once.
However...
As the Kurohitsugi's power fully erupted and then gradually faded away,
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni still stood within it, his body covered in blazing, dazzling flames, like an eternal sun that would never fall.
Zanka no Tachi, West—Burning Hell Robe
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni narrowed his thin eyes slightly and fixed Sōsuke Aizen with an oppressive gaze.
"Aizen, is this all the petty trickery you have? Those so-called shadow blades can never touch these flames of mine that burn all things to ash."
For a moment, the air... grew increasingly scorching and unbearable.
The ground centered around Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni visibly began to melt into lava. The churning magma made him seem... towering and unyielding!
The Soul Reapers watching from afar felt the extreme heat in the air. Even breathing felt as unbearable as being inside a furnace.
Only then did they understand why Captain-Commander Yamamoto had never released his Bankai within the Seireitei, no matter how dire the circumstances had been in the past...
A Bankai like this—merely releasing it caused changes enough to destroy the world and inflict irreversible, severe damage