From now on, call me "Sister Hua"

Intense battles naturally attract onlookers, especially those who are powerful enough.

"That kind of Spiritual Pressure is almost Bankai— "

"Heh, Captain Kenpachi doesn't even know Shikai, how can you expect him to help?"

"Yeah, that's true."

"Even the ancestors who established the laws could not have imagined that someone could possess such powerful Spiritual Pressure without even Shikai."

"Ukitake, are you talking about me?"

"No, no, no, senior, how could that be?"

"That's right, senior, how could Ukitake not respect you?"

So that's you, Koharu?

"Haha, ah, please stop joking, Unohana- senpai, I'm scared----"

The passing captains joked with each other, avoiding the battle between Kenpachi Zaraki and Ichigo Kurosaki, and did not try to get involved.

Because the battlefield was shrouded in a storm of Spiritual Pressure from the intense conflict between the two, Kenpachi Zaraki deliberately used this method as a marker, so that no foolish Death God would dare to cause trouble.

After his cheat code was activated, Ichigo Kurosaki was completely different from before. He was like Gods descending to earth, displaying agile skills, keen awareness, and strong Spiritual Pressure. He repeatedly rubbed Kenpachi on the ground, slaughtering him like a novice until he was covered in blood.

Kenpachi Zaraki, far from being angry, roared with delight, "That's it! This is the battle I wanted!"

Despite his serious injuries, he did not shed tears; instead, he laughed excitedly.

Kenpachi Zaraki is a top-tier Sword Demon; the stronger the opponent and the more serious the injury, the more excited he becomes.

His blood was boiling, his body was flushed red like a shrimp, his muscles were bulging like a giant python writhing, and even the hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ever since that kid Shazo learned to hide his true strength, I haven't been injured like this in a long time, and I haven't had a truly satisfying battle in a long time."

"Kid, you're pretty strong. I should be able to use my full power without any problems!"

"Haha, you're Ryoka, an enemy of the Seireitei. It doesn't matter if you're killed."

Kenpachi revealed a cruel smile, reached out and ripped off the eyepatch covering his right eye, revealing a gleaming eye.

Ichigo Kurosaki was taken aback and pointed at Kenpachi Zaraki, saying, "You're not one-eyed?"

A golden Spiritual Pressure suddenly erupted from Kenpachi Zaraki, the rampaging Spiritual Pressure carrying a frenzied battle intent, crushing the cracked earth into dust, which then further Shattering into Spirit Particles.

The area covered by this violent Spiritual Pressure had all its buildings forcibly reverted to Spirit Particles, completely clearing out a large area.

Ichigo Kurosaki stared at Kenpachi Zaraki in disbelief, his pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpoints.

Under the onslaught of violent Spiritual Pressure, he lost his footing and could only lift Zangetsu up and hold it upright in front of him to break through the suffocating Spiritual Pressure.

Only after Kenpachi Zaraki's Spiritual Pressure stabilized did Ichigo have a chance to ask, "How did your Spiritual Pressure suddenly increase so much?"

Kenpachi Zaraki carefully put away the eyepatch in his hand, then replied with a smile, "Of course it's because I sealed my Spiritual Pressure."

"There's nothing I can do. There are plenty of capable fighters in Soul Society, but they all use various excuses to refuse to fight me. I'm not going to kill them anyway. They're cowards, not satisfying at all!"

"I do have a few good guys in my squad, but after a while I get too familiar with them, and fighting them becomes pointless."

"In order to enjoy the battle as much as possible, I have no choice but to limit my strength to adapt to others."

"So I went to great lengths to obtain this eye patch that can seal Spiritual Pressure."

When Kenpachi Zaraki pulled his hand out of his pocket, he found it covered in his own blood. Curious, he put his hand to his mouth and licked it, tasting his own blood.

Suddenly, he laughed, "Hehehe, not bad, my own blood tastes very good too."

When Kenpachi Zaraki raised his head again, the crazed, bloodthirsty look in his eyes sent chills Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Come on, let's begin the third round. This time, I'll unleash my true power!"

Having said that, Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly raised his Zanpakuto, whose blade was like a Shunpo, and used the technique of Zanpakuto to cross the distance between the two of them. Taking advantage of his height and strength, he slashed down at Ichigo Kurosaki from above.

This time, the Spiritual Pressure wrapped around that broken sword condensed into wisps of golden Qi Force, forming a golden sword light powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, so dazzling that it seemed to cut the sky in two.

Kenpachi Zaraki's frenzied Beast Style swordsmanship remained unchanged, but under the golden sword light, it transformed into an invincible and majestic aura.

Ichigo Kurosaki's expression was extremely solemn. Even before the blade touched him, he could clearly feel the sharp sword Sword Qi, and his skin felt a stinging sensation from the Spiritual Pressure.

"Ah!!" He roared defiantly, his Spiritual Pressure Shikai into his Zangetsu, which was wrapped with strange black and white Sword Qi, and met Kenpachi Zaraki's golden Sword Qi with a bang!

The two Sword Qi collided, unleashing an even more violent Spiritual Pressure storm that could be clearly felt even by the Soul Society.

Outside the Central 46, Shazo's steady steps faltered slightly. He turned his head to look in the direction of the battlefield and smiled at the soaring Spiritual Pressure Hurricane.

"As always, the captain is addicted to holding back, using over 90% of his Spiritual Pressure to create an imposing aura, just to scare the kids."

"But this is good too. Now everyone's attention should be drawn over there, and no one will notice my actions."

"Although it was a few days earlier than Captain Retsu Unohana, it's pretty much the same."

"Anyway, I'm just here to check things out. I'm not going to make it public, so there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

Shazo muttered to himself as he walked step by step to the door of the Central 46. After hesitating slightly, he placed his hand on the heavy and ornate Main Gate.

At this point, he laughed at his own cowardice, "Damn it! That's why I hate Genjutsu the most; I always have to wonder if I'm in someone else's illusion."

"I'm not afraid. Even if we get caught, it's fine. So what if we get beaten up? Who's afraid of who!"

Mustering his courage, Shazo finally pushed open the heavy Main Gate. Amidst the creaking of the hinges, he glimpsed the interior through the widening crack.

After just two glances at Shazo, he knew he hadn't come to the wrong place.

The guards at the gate stood ramrod straight, but their eyes were dull and devoid of any intelligence.

In the meeting hall, the members of parliament, of all shapes and sizes, all posed with their hands supporting their chins, displaying the same identical smiling expressions, like puppets waiting to perform.

The Central 46, theoretically the highest authority of the Soul Society, has been completely wiped out.

Very well, Aizen's Illusion is extremely powerful, but he cannot hide the fact that so many powerful people have been hypnotized for long. In other words, he has no way out and can only proceed according to the plan.

Shazo finally laughed happily, "Hahaha, my miserable days are about to end!"

"Oh, I'm curious." A gentle female voice sounded behind Shazo: "What is it that makes you, the Death God, feel so aggrieved?"

Shazo turned around in disbelief, looking at the gentle Death God with her braids tied in front of her chest. "Captain Unohana, what are you doing here?"

Retsu Unohana smiled gently, but the coldness in her eyes was like that of ancient Mystic Ice: "Shazo, Fourth Seat, shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"

"As the oldest Death God and the Fourth Division Captain, it's perfectly reasonable for me, Retsu Unohana, to report to the Central 46 and request instructions."

"But you're just the Fourth Seat of the Eleventh Division, Death God who isn't even a lieutenant. You shouldn't be here at all."

Shazo sighed and asked, "Captain Unohana, when did you start paying attention to this place?"

"Hehe, Xia Shazo isn't pretending anymore, what an honest child." Retsu Unohana covered her mouth and laughed, "My initial suspicion started when the Central 46 directly ordered Rukia Kuchiki to carry out the mission. The highest decision-making body shouldn't be directly commanding a non- Captain-level Death God."

"But I'm certain that Central 46 is the problem; they made the decision to severely punish Rukia."

Shazo asked curiously, "Why do you think there's something wrong with this?"

"As everyone knows, Rukia is a disgrace to the nobility, a dead person whom the nobles have tried Hundred Plans to get rid of. It's perfectly reasonable for the Central 46 to make such a decision."

Retsu Unohana shook her head and said, "Now that we've found our way here, let's stop testing each other, okay?"

Shazo smiled and said, "Okay."

Clang!

The next moment, their Zanpakuto were locked in combat.

Shazo Zuo gasped, "Goodness, you Sneak Attack while I was looking down? Are you still our Soul Society's gentlest and kindest captain?"

Retsu Unohana was still smiling, but for some reason, her smile sent chills down your spine.

Her aura grew stronger and stronger, becoming incredibly sharp, like a swordsman's academy adorned with all sorts of swords.

"Oh my, you even managed to block my Sneak Attack. Shazo, your skill level is more than just that of Seated Officer."

Clang!

"Haha, our Eleventh Division is full of hidden talents, this is nothing."

"Oh, you mean there are other Seated Officer who can solve this?"

Clang! Clang!

"Sister Hua, this isn't my statement, it's your guess, so it doesn't count."

"If I say you snitched, do you think the other Death God will believe you or me?"

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

After catching five swords in a row, Shazo found himself sweating and his wrists were sore.

Retsu Unohana did not use her spiritual power, maintaining her Spiritual Pressure at a level almost nonexistent, but each of her sword strikes unleashed tremendous striking power, no less than that muscular Korea Ikkaku Madarame.

However, Shazo was stronger, and even without using spiritual power, Shazo still gained the upper hand in a head-on clash.

However, Retsu Unohana's skills and experience were far beyond what Shazo could match. Not only did she immediately realize her weakness in strength, but she was also able to change her tactics instantly, forcing Shazo into a passive defensive stance with a series of attacks, preventing him from utilizing his strength advantage.

Without releasing their Spiritual Pressure, the two exchanged eight blows in a row, and both felt muscle soreness and even started to pant slightly.

Shazo Zuo picked up the Heaven-Measuring Ruler, assuming a mid-level stance that balanced offense and defense, and said solemnly, "Sister Hua, if this is just a test, then let's stop here. If you really want to fight, then I'll have to release my Spiritual Pressure."

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Retsu Unohana suddenly burst out laughing, "' Sister Hua ' is such a nice name, I love it. You can call me that from now on."

As she spoke, she sheathed the Minazuki, and her fierce aura vanished as the Zanpakuto, like ice and snow melting away.

As the scabbard clicked crisply, Retsu Unohana had completely transformed back into the gentle older sister.

She looked at Shazo tenderly and said, "You might not believe it, but I had a dream yesterday—"

Because of the Captain-Commander's tyranny, the captains who didn't want to get involved in the battle dared not go home and could only wander around the Soul Society to show that they hadn't been slacking off.

As expected of seasoned veterans, Jūshirō Ukitake and Shunsui Kyōraku cleverly chose to watch Kenpachi Zaraki's battle.

They weren't just watching from the sidelines; they were protecting the Soul Society because the enemy was far more powerful than they imagined. They were covering for Captain Zaraki to prevent such a powerful Ryoka from escaping and causing even greater trouble and danger.

Ukitake asked curiously, "Kenpachi is holding back. What is he planning? Is he giving away experience points?"

Kyōraku watched Kenpachi laugh maniacally as he fought, took a sip of his drink, and said, "He's probably just giving away experience points. After all, this Ryoka's power level is up to par, but his combat experience is far too lacking."

Ukitake shook his head and said, "I can't understand it."

Kyōraku chuckled and said, "No need to understand, no need to understand. How could people like us understand the mind of a sword fanatic?"

Ukitake coughed softly a few times and sighed, "Yes."

The battle between Ichigo Kurosaki and Kenpachi Zaraki kept escalating to a climax, each time drastically altering the surrounding environment, creating a hole in the ground or opening a new, bottomless crack.

The ground, hundreds of meters high, continuously disintegrated under the collision of Spiritual Pressure, turning into nothingness Spirit Particles layer by layer. The pervasive dust was completely nonexistent, allowing the battle to be clearly presented to the audience.

Ichigo Kurosaki had never experienced such power before, and he became more and more excited as the fight went on, Kenpachi Zaraki was even more excited than him.

The two men drew their swords faster and faster, and the clang of their blades clashing grew louder and louder.

The Spiritual Pressure of the two had already dispersed the clouds in the sky, and now they were intertwined in the azure sky, like a giant pillar reaching to the heavens, constantly pushing towards the higher sky.

But the spiritual pressure of a Shinigami (death god) ultimately has its limits.

When both of their Spiritual Pressure simultaneously reached the limit below their Bankai, everyone knew that the battle was about to be decided.

"Come on!!"2

Kenpachi Zaraki and Ichigo Kurosaki, in perfect unison, risked their lives and launched their strongest attack with all their might.

The two deformed Zanpakuto clashed together, but no sound was made.

But from the point where the two swords clashed, an unprecedentedly violent Spiritual Pressure was revealed. Whether it was Kenpachi Zaraki's golden Spiritual Pressure or Ichigo Kurosaki's black and white Spiritual Pressure, they all Shattering into streams of spiritual energy that mixed together.

Boom-!