But the terrifying fluctuations of Spiritual Pressure did not stop. How horrifying was the Spiritual Pressure turbulence created by the four of them working together? The residual force poured out, destroying every tree within a thousand-meter radius and grinding every rock into powder.
Kuchiki Byakuya and the other three were terrified out of their wits. With their current strength, they simply could not withstand this Spiritual Pressure turbulence. If they were caught in it, they would undoubtedly die on the spot.
Ronglin frowned and stepped forward, positioning himself in front of the four. He raised his hands and pushed upward. Spiritual Pressure surged from his body, forming a curtain of light that instantly enveloped all five of them.
"Bakudo #73: Tozan Sho!"
The curtain of light shifted, forming an inverted triangular prism that descended over Ronglin and the others. The residual force of the Black Coffin unleashed by the four Shinigami captains bombarded Tōzanshō, yet it could not break through Ronglin's defensive Binding Art. He blocked it all.
Several captains immediately noticed this, and all of them looked at Ronglin with strange expressions.
When the people behind Ronglin saw the Spiritual Pressure from the Black Coffin flooding toward them, they had felt as though they had fallen into an ice pit and believed they were doomed. They had never expected Ronglin to withstand the residual Spiritual Pressure of four captains head-on. At that moment, his image became incomparably towering in their eyes.
"V-Vice-Captain, are you... all right?" the female Shinigami from Number One asked tremblingly. She stood closest to Ronglin and could clearly hear even his heavy breathing.
"Hehe! Of course I'm fine!" Ronglin turned back with a smile. "These Adjuchas will be finished soon. When we return to the Soul Society, I still need to ask your name. How