Compared to that, what was Szayelaporro? Child's play. The moment this one appeared in the Forest of Menos, it had begun reaping the lives of the Hollow tide in swathes like a harvester. This terrifying strength was what made it the true king of Hueco Mundo.
Uncrowned King.
"If only you weren't a Shinigami!" Vasto Lorde looked at Zhuo Yun with Sorrow. "Then we wouldn't have to fight to the death. We might even have become good friends."
Zhuo Yun gave a cold laugh. "The instinct of Hollows to devour souls and evolve is inborn. As Shinigami, it is only natural for us to eliminate you in order to maintain balance and protect the world!"
Vasto Lorde nodded. "Yes! What a pity. We will always be enemies. Either you die, or I perish!"
Zhuo Yun raised her Zanpakuto and pointed it at Vasto Lorde. "State your name!"
"Coyote Stark!"
Settling the Dust!
"Bankai: Burning Cloud!"
Crimson Fire Cloud shot into the sky, and scorching heat waves surged forth. Zhuo Yun's entire body was surrounded by red Fire Cloud, as rolling clouds coiled around her before swiftly condensing into a layer of flame armor over her body. The armor covered her from head to toe and formed twelve blazing red chains.
"Crimson Lotus Elegy!"
Zhuo Yun shouted softly, and the scorching heat waves around her grew even fiercer. The already gray world of Hueco Mundo was swept by the heat, dyed a brilliant red. The flame armor made Zhuo Yun's curvaceous figure appear even more valiant and imposing, while her violent Spiritual Pressure was not the slightest bit weaker than Stark's tidal waves of Spiritual Pressure.
Stark remained unmoved. The scorching heat did not even make him furrow his brow. A vortex of airflow spun beneath his feet as the Hollow