In the ink-black night, a dragon head slowly raised itself.
Traces of blue-ink-colored spiritual pressure lingered atop the dragon head, as though it had stirred faint ripples from this ink-black night.
As it watched the humans charging toward it, a flash of intelligence and fury that did not belong to it passed through its draconic eyes.
Those who encounter a dragon and do not kneel! The true fate has been lost! Your name is on the Reincarnation Tablet! One step, one kowtow—your sins on the Road to Rebirth shall be halved!
As if punishing these insects that did not know their place, the dragon head slowly opened its mouth. As that almost suffocating spiritual pressure gathered, a terrifying pressure began to slowly emerge within its jaws.
The spiritual pressure in the dragon's mouth was nearly turning liquid—a physical transformation caused by Reishi reaching an extreme concentration!
A clump of Reishi at such a concentration could cause a violent explosion even if a child casually tossed it aside!
Much less when that Reishi was breathed out by that enormous dragon!
The next instant, the entire world seemed to lose its original colors, leaving only the ultimate black and white!
The clump of Reishi expelled by the dragon head gradually formed a world-destroying wind amid the changing sequences of Kido.
Yet, contrary to what everyone imagined, that storm did not come with earth-shattering noise.
On the contrary, the wind was utterly silent. However, everything it touched melted away like snowflakes exposed to sunlight.
Trees, houses, flesh, explosives...
Everything, upon touching that storm, turned into the most primal form of existence in this world.
Some Death Warriors looked at that nearly apocalyptic wind, and relief instead appeared on their faces. They lowered their Zanpakuto and met death with smiles.
Other Death Warriors, their