On the elevated platform, Yoshida Tomoya hung in midair like a dead dog, suspended by a black sword formation. His face was bloodless, and his body was hunched over.
Below the platform, Asano Kiyoshi's words—"mass-produced Bankai"—sent the crowd into an absolute frenzy!
Everyone knew that throughout the history of the Soul Society, those who had learned Bankai were few and far between. Once one learned Bankai, it meant they could leap across the ranks and directly become the captain of a division! A commoner who had been nobody could instantly rise to the upper echelons of the entire Soul Society!
And once they reached that position, power, wealth... everything they could ever need would be within easy reach!
Yet now, Asano Kiyoshi was claiming that Bankai could be "mass-produced"!
It completely overturned everything they believed!
The crowd instantly went mad. Even the Shinigami responsible for maintaining order below the platform revealed eager expressions. No one desired to learn Bankai more than the Shinigami did, and no one understood better than these low-ranking Shinigami just how valuable a captain's position was.
Meanwhile, certain scheming nobles stared at the eyeball embedded in Yoshida Tomoya's chest, their eyes filled with undisguised greed and desire. If Bankai could be mass-produced—no, mass-producing Bankai was not even necessary! They only needed twenty Zanpakuto capable of matching the power of Bankai! Then they would dare to overthrow the current Gotei 13 and establish a new order themselves! An order that placed noble interests above all else!
However, the nobles harboring such thoughts were generally from families less than a thousand years old. They had no idea that the Gotei 13 had endured to this day not because of the captains' Bankai, but because of that old man who was like a fossil of the Soul Society...
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