"Boom!"
Another Sacred Sword strike that seemed capable of splitting apart the ground of the Soul King Palace descended, instantly swallowing Zaraki Kenpachi once more.
Then, the Sacred Sword slammed heavily into the ground, shaking the entire Soul King Palace.
However, when Gerard noticed a slight gap between the Sacred Sword and the ground—that the sword had not fully landed—his expression froze.
The next moment, Gerard felt the Sacred Sword in his hand lift slightly.
"What?!"
Before Gerard's astonished eyes, Zaraki Kenpachi, with half his body buried in the ground, raised his Zanpakuto with both hands and slowly stood up while propping up the incomparably massive Sacred Sword.
Blood continuously sprayed from Zaraki Kenpachi's body, while the sound of bones creaking under unbearable strain occasionally rang out from within him.
Yet, as blades of green grass grew from the ground and came into contact with Zaraki Kenpachi—
The injuries to Zaraki Kenpachi's spiritual body rapidly healed, and he gradually rose to his feet while maintaining his two-handed sword-lifting stance.
Sensing the Sacred Sword being lifted bit by bit, irritation and fury flashed across Gerard's face. His other hand pressed against the Sacred Sword as well, and a terrifying power like an inconceivable miracle suddenly erupted.
In an instant, blood seeped uncontrollably from every pore of Zaraki Kenpachi's body. Unimaginable pressure traveled from his raised arms to every corner of his body, and the sound of bones breaking rang out continuously like firecrackers.
Had Chiba Makoto not been incomparably familiar with Zaraki Kenpachi's spiritual body structure and able to maintain high-speed healing without interruption, Zaraki Kenpachi's body would have completely collapsed in less than a breath.
Even so, though his body constantly crumbled beneath the terrifying pressure before being swiftly healed and restored, enduring unimaginable agony, Zaraki Kenpachi still had no