Chen Was About to Make a Move!

"Veiled in murky crests, arrogant and unbridled talent; surging tides, denial, numbness, an instant—obstruct prolonged sleep. The crawling iron princess, the mud doll that endlessly mutilates itself; unite, rebound, and extend across the earth. Know your own helplessness! Hadō #90: Kurohitsugi!"

Aizen's fully incanted Kurohitsugi enveloped Old Man Yamamoto. After a storm of blades and sword light, the black cube vanished, leaving Old Man Yamamoto covered in flames and marked by sword wounds.

Though Aizen was powerful after evolving again, it was simply unrealistic for him to take down Old Man Yamamoto in a single move.

"Zanka no Tachi: North - Kaki Sansho!"

Aizen looked at the blade aura flying toward him and smiled disdainfully. Then his body abruptly turned into light, evading Old Man Yamamoto's attack.

Though this terrifying blade aura could reduce all things between heaven and earth to ashes, it was useless if it could not hit anyone.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, you can't cut it anymore! I have transcended the realm of Soul Reapers. You are no longer worthy of being my opponent."

"Boy, you are far too naïve. Do you really think you can defeat this old man now?" A cold glint shone in Old Man Yamamoto's eyes.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, although you are very strong, there is no denying that you are old. How much longer can you last?" Aizen asked mockingly.

That was right. Although Old Man Yamamoto was still formidable, his stamina could no longer keep up.

If this continued, Old Man Yamamoto might not even be able to maintain his Bankai. A Zanpakuto as powerful as Ryujin Jakka consumed an equally tremendous amount of energy.

"Hmph! This old man can still destroy you." Old Man Yamamoto spoke stubbornly.

As the saying went, one could lose the fight but not the spirit. That was Old