Zanka no Tachi vs. Senra Shitsujo

This joke wasn't funny.

Shunsui Kyoraku glanced at Retsu Unohana. He was sure Unohana thought the same way.

The reason they had helped Yuko was that there really had been something wrong with what happened back then. They had chosen to believe Yuko and act out this performance with her, rather than truly ignore her killing Old Man Yama.

Whatever the case, if either side really looked like it was about to collapse, he would have to intervene.

Fortunately, Jushiro was still here. Even with Retsu Unohana holding them back, the situation wasn't too bad.

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto drew a deep breath. The wound in his chest rapidly stopped bleeding beneath his searing spiritual pressure, giving off the smell of scorched flesh. The vicious sight made Yuko's eyelids twitch.

He had to admit, the old man was pretty fierce.

"Tsugikuni Yuko..."

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto looked at Yuko with deep-set eyes and slowly said in a hoarse voice, "Your immortality and that power of yours that interferes with reality are indeed the greatest enemy Seireitei has faced in a thousand years."

"I admit that with Shikai alone, I truly cannot erase you completely."

The moment his voice fell, everyone froze.

The ease vanished from Shunsui Kyoraku's face. He instinctively lowered his conical hat and said to the two beside him, "You two, I assume you won't object if I suggest that we retreat now?"

"Of course not." Retsu Unohana shrugged and sheathed her Zanpakuto.

Jushiro Ukitake had already been coughing violently because of the extreme dryness in the air. Upon hearing this, his face grew as pale as paper. He understood better than anyone what it meant when Captain-Commander Yamamoto said those words.

"Really? Do you think you can kill me just because you've unleashed Bankai?" Yuko remained expressionless as flames