The Power of the Netherworld Seal

Yoruichi's hand was still clamped tightly over Yuko's mouth, as if she feared this ancestor would blurt out, "Then I'll go tear Seireitei apart for fun too."

Rangiku watched the two of them fool around, and her originally heavy mood was thoroughly stirred into pieces.

"Your appearance resembles mine, so I imagine it's because you fused with the spirit particles that contain my soul." Rangiku adjusted her glasses and turned toward Yoshino, who stood beside her with her head lowered. She sighed. "I'm sorry for making you bear such a twisted fate. If not for what we did, you could have lived out peaceful lives as ordinary people in the Human World."

Yes. They would not have had to endure such a tragic life.

The Soul Reapers' slaughter, Hollows' devouring, and even humanity's rejection.

Yoshino shook her head. "It's too late to talk about that now."

"God has gone mad. He's desperate to find the Soul Reapers and take revenge, even putting the entire Soul Society in danger."

Yuko spat to the side and finally broke free of Yoruichi's clutches. "Danger? Then you can rest easy. Those old fossils in Seireitei may be annoying, but they're still capable."

Her intention had merely been to let Soul Society—especially certain rotten nobles in Seireitei who were used to looking down on everyone—understand that even a rabbit would bite when cornered, let alone humans.

This hatred from a thousand years ago would surely bring them at least a little fear.

Yuko had never expected them to realize their mistake. Making them understand fear was enough.

From beginning to end, she had never believed the Bavents could really wipe out the Gotei 13.

Putting aside Seireitei's dark side, it was still the main force maintaining peace among the Three Realms. Besides, considering Old Man