Shūsuke Amagai's words exploded beside Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's ears like a thunderclap. His eyelids trembled almost imperceptibly, but his expression remained calm and composed.
Seeing Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto fall silent, Shūsuke Amagai sneered. "What's wrong, Genryusai Yamamoto? Surprised? You never expected the dead from all those years ago to seek revenge against you, did you?"
As Shūsuke Amagai drove the blade of the green-spiritual-power-formed Bakubakutō into the ground, rings of green ripples slowly spread outward from it.
Wherever the ripples reached, the vast sea of flames Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto had summoned with his Shikai abruptly went out completely, as if the air itself had been separated.
No—not the air.
Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto picked up his Zanpakuto with a hint of surprise. "What did you do?"
Although he was surprised by Shūsuke Amagai's methods, there was no panic on his face.
"Captain-General!" Seeing this, Chōjirō Sasakibe was shocked. He tried to draw his blade and lend assistance, only to discover that he could not activate his abilities either.
"Don't waste your effort, Chōjirō." Yuko took a sip of tea and said calmly, "That blade should possess the means to interfere with Zanpakuto abilities."
It was not only the power of Zanpakuto that had been restricted. Even spiritual pressure had been greatly suppressed.
Although it was the Bakubakutō's ability, it still followed the laws of spiritual pressure. Since it had completely erased Old Man Yama's ability, that meant its spiritual pressure had at least reached the First Rank.
The strength of an ability was founded on spiritual pressure. It was like Soi Fon's Two-Hit Kill. If the gap in spiritual pressure was too great, even being stabbed would not necessarily result in death.
Old Man Yama's spiritual pressure stood at the peak of the First Rank. Ordinary Second Rank Spiritual Pressure could