"Shave!"
Ronglin, speeding through the air, switched movement techniques. The two Captains closing in on him only saw his figure flicker before their eyes as he crossed through the void. After changing direction again, he swiftly shook off their pursuit.
"What kind of footwork is that?" Tenjirō Kirinji was astonished. He had not expected Ronglin to possess a movement ability no weaker than Flash Step.
"You! Stop! You are not allowed to attack Vice-Captain Ronglin!" At that moment, the ordinary Shinigami who had followed them in roared in anger.
"You bastards, why aren't you going after the real culprit? Why are you making things difficult for Vice-Captain Ronglin instead?" The rioting Shinigami had all fought alongside Ronglin before. Seeing so many people surround and intercept him, their blood immediately began to boil.
One of the accompanying Captains had yet to make a move. He said nothing, merely turning around to coldly regard the agitated ordinary Shinigami. A single indifferent glance, along with the powerful Spiritual Pressure he released, instantly drained the momentum from those who had intended to help Ronglin.
Ronglin knew what was happening at the entrance, but he did not turn back to deal with it. Instead, he focused solely on rushing toward the central hall of the Shihoin Family.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
One figure after another leaped out from the shadows. Assassins from the Stealth Force revealed themselves, launching a coordinated assault against Ronglin.
"Storm Leg: Soul Dance Steps!"
Ronglin shot backward into the air, his body drifting upward. Then his feet rapidly struck through the void, spiraling flashing air blades sweeping forth like a tornado. In an instant, they formed a tremendous suction force that dragged in the nearby assassins.
"Urgh!"
Caught completely off guard, the assassins were abruptly pulled in by the suction. They had