Captain-Commander Yamamoto unleashed his power

Boom!

Boom!

Niangso Huaso tilted his head to watch the explosion that bypassed him and the blast wave before turning back and coldly mocking, "I already said that no attack would work on me, why don't you believe me?"

"Should I stand here and let you try again?"

Retsu Unohana was about to raise her sword, she suddenly sensed a familiar Spiritual Pressure rapidly decreasing—it was the Spiritual Pressure of Chōjirō Sasakibe, the vice-captain of the First Division.

Before she could react further, she felt a familiar Spiritual Pressure suddenly drop again; it was from the Arrancar army's Lisa Yadōmaru and the Second Division Captain Soi Fon.

Soi Fon's Spiritual Pressure hadn't completely disappeared, proving she wasn't dead, but she was definitely in imminent danger.

Retsu Unohana calmly suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind, but the killing intent in her eyes was already endlessly cold.

"Wow! Two captains have already been taken down, and the last one is almost done for!" exclaimed Niangso Huaso in surprise.

"These guys are really fast! I'm way slower here."

Nionso Huaso turned to look at Retsu Unohana, feigning surprise, and said, "You woman, you're a Coldblood monster!"

"Your companions have all been killed, yet you remain completely calm. You truly are a monster who has lived for a thousand years!"

Retsu Unohana suddenly chuckled and said, "Just like you said, I've lived for thousands of years and seen countless deaths and deaths, so my emotions have naturally become cold!"

As they were talking, the Spiritual Pressure of Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi and Kensei Muguruma from the Arrancar Legion instantly dropped to a level that was undetectable.

Niango Huasso's smugness vanished, and he began to complain, "Hey, hey, hey, two more captains killed, that's too fast."

"I need to speed things up too, otherwise these guys will come back and try to take it from me after they've killed all the other Death God!"

Nionso Huaso stopped laughing, conjured a Spirit Particles longsword, and charged towards Retsu Unohana with a stomp of his foot.

Faced with the menacing Nianso Huaso, a hint of pity unexpectedly arose in Retsu Unohana's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

She raised her Zanpakuto and slashed towards the enemy.

Nionso Huaso was incredibly fast; his Afterimage flashed past Retsu Unohana, and the two went from facing each other head-on to facing each other with their backs to each other.

A streak of blood splattered through the air between the two!

The blood was unusually bright in color, not only because of its striking vibrancy, but also because it shimmered with tiny starlight.

This is not the blood of the Death God, but the blood of a powerful Quincy. The glittering blood contains Spirit Particles compressed to their extreme.

These Spirit Particles were extracted from the world by the Quincy, repeatedly refined and compressed, completely altering their nature. Even if the Quincy dies, these Spirit Particles cannot return to the Spirit Particles cycle.

At least, within the "world" comprised of Soul Society, the World of the Living, and Hueco Mundo, it is no longer possible to participate in the cycle.

"Wow!"

Niangso Huaso lost control and crashed into the Royal Palace Main Gate, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he faced the heavy Main Gate.

He didn't bother wiping the blood from his mouth. He looked down at his chest and abdomen and saw a long, narrow wound that clearly severed his aorta. Blood was gushing out like a fountain.

As Niangso Huasso watched, the gushing blood stopped instantly, the wound healed at a visible speed, and even the torn clothes were quickly restored.

He kept replaying the moment of their previous encounter in his mind, cold sweat pouring down his face, and lingering fear made his hands and feet tremble uncontrollably.

After Retsu Unohana's Zanpakuto and his Spirit Particles sword spun around, they miraculously used the rebound force to return to their original blades in the blink of an eye, launching a second attack.

Niangso Huasso had heard of this sword technique; its name seemed to be "Tsubame Gaeshi."

But isn't that a sword technique imagined by mortals, a way to use the enemy's strength for a second strike?

How could such unreasonable swordsmanship exist in reality?

Unexpectedly, Niango Huasso did not react at all, and with absolute confidence in his own abilities, he ignored the enemy's blade as usual.

But this time the situation was different. Unohana's Zanpakuto ignored his abilities and directly pierced his body.

If he hadn't instinctively dodged to the side, it wouldn't have just ruptured his lungs, but severed his heart; he would already be dead.

"How could this be? How could you possibly hurt me?"

Niangso Huasso's words were filled with barely concealed terror; feeling the intense pain coursing through his body, his fear continued to swell.

Death was so close to him that it was impossible for him not to feel the truth that "there is great terror between life and death".

Retsu Unohana coldly laughed, "I've already said it, I fought against you Quincy a thousand years ago, so of course I know your abilities very well."

"Although your abilities Eight Gates and seemingly governed by unbreakable rules, upon closer examination, Quincy abilities are merely manifestations of inner Spiritual Pressure."

"Just like the Zanpakuto of Shinigami, each Zanpakuto is related to the Shinigami's spiritual pressure—"

Niangso Huaso retorted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! How can Zanpakuto be compared to the power of the Schrift bestowed by His Majesty?"

Retsu Unohana laughed dismissively, "Heh, if you don't want to listen, fine. I didn't want to explain to you anyway."

A glint flashed in her eyes. "In short, in this world, Spiritual Pressure is fundamental. As long as you can master Spiritual Pressure, there is nothing that cannot be severed!"

Retsu Unohana spoke, her Spiritual Pressure continuously receded and then extended out again, forming an even more concentrated Spiritual Pressure, like an incomparably sharp Blade.

One of the Spiritual Pressure swept across Nionso Huaso's face, breaking through his abilities and leaving a deep wound on his face.

The Spiritual Pressure had such an effect; no wonder it almost killed him when combined with his Zanpakuto.

Niangso Huasso felt as if he had been doused with ice water; cold sweat poured down his forehead and back like rain.

The fear of death shattered his loyalty to Yhwach, and Niangso Huasso turned to the right, using the [Hirenkyaku] to escape at top speed.

But he had only run a dozen meters when he heard a cold female voice in his ear. "Does running really help?"

"I slashed your lungs. Even if you forcibly repair it with Spirit Particles energy, your speed can't be increased too much. Do you really think you can escape?"

The sound that reached his ears sent chills down Nyanso Huasso's spine. The fear of death completely took over his mind, and he was about to unleash his Vollständig and make a final desperate attempt.

But he saw a flash of light pass before his eyes, accompanied by the soft clanging of metal, and he felt himself fly up, his control over his body completely gone.

In the involuntary tumbling, Nionso Huasso saw Retsu Unohana, saw her sheathing her sword, and saw himself running wildly.

However, his body had no head; his severed neck was bleeding profusely, and the glittering blood even smeared the ceiling of the corridor.

The headless body continued its frantic run, propelling itself hundreds of meters forward before collapsing into a pile of corpses, where it finally breathed its last.

Retsu Unohana stopped, quietly sensing Soi Fon's faint Spiritual Pressure, as well as Chōjirō Sasakibe, Lisa Yadōmaru, and...

The Spiritual Pressure that Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi and Kensei Muguruma could not sense.

A moment later, she regretfully confirmed that the spiritual pressure of the four Shinigami had completely disappeared, and there was no longer any chance of their deaths.

However, Retsu Unohana was surprised to find that Soi Fon's Spiritual Pressure, though weak, was unusually stable.

What surprised her even more was that Soi Fon's weak Spiritual Pressure was protected by a hidden and inexplicable Spiritual Pressure. Under the protection of that mysterious and unusual Spiritual Pressure, Soi Fon was able to move around and fight with ease despite being surrounded by several powerful members of the Sternritter, without encountering any life-threatening danger.

Retsu Unohana chuckled, "What my little boy said was actually true. Ōmaeda really knows how to hide his true feelings."

"If there are too many captains needed after this big battle, then fill in this fat guy."

"Oh dear, that doesn't seem easy. To get this guy to fill the hole, I'll probably have to convince my little Shazo —which seems unlikely."

Retsu Unohana's mood improved somewhat, and she stood steadily in front of the Royal Palace Main Gate, guarding the battle between Shazo and Yhwach.

The immense and scorching Spiritual Pressure Spiritual Pressure baked everything, containing destructive heat that pushed the air temperature to a level high enough to ignite wood.

All Quincy felt a pain in their breath when enveloped by this Spiritual Pressure.

When scorching air enters the respiratory tract and lungs, it can not only cause a burning pain in the lungs, but also burn the throat. The blisters caused by the burns can block the airway, leading to suffocation and death.

Whether it was Death God or Quincy, everything was paused at this moment. All battles temporarily ceased, and everyone stared blankly in the direction from which the Spiritual Pressure was emanating.

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That powerful Spiritual Pressure could make anyone tremble, even from an unknown distance!

It wasn't that the Spiritual Pressure was so powerful as to be terrifying, but rather the spirit and will it contained that moved and excited the Death God, and chilled the Quincy to the bone.

Kenpachi Zaraki laughed heartily, "It's the Captain-Commander! That old man is finally going to make his move!"

He wiped the blood from his face; some of it was his own, but most of it belonged to Quincy. Savoring the taste of the blood, his Spiritual Pressure surged once more.

It is said that Quincy are their nemesis, because they can not only steal the spirit particles of Shinigami, but also steal their Bankai for their own use.

Kenpachi Zaraki is the Quincy's natural enemy because he still doesn't know Shikai, and his golden Spiritual Pressure is filled with a violent and scorching aura.

That dim-witted Quincy named Lille Barro foolishly stole Kenpachi Zaraki's Spirit Particles, and almost cooked his own internal organs in the process.

Kenpachi Zaraki shouted excitedly, "Come on, Lille Barro! Let's chop each other down!"

Lille Barro picked up his sniper rifle. "Damn it, I'm not playing knife games with you!"

However, he was a little too slow in his dodge and was caught up by Kenpachi Zaraki. The two then engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle, and this time it was Lille Barro's turn to face the risk of death.

After sensing the Captain-Commander's Spiritual Pressure, Kisuke Urahara covered his hat and laughed, "Great! The old man is finally starting to exert his strength. If the Captain-Commander goes all out, the Quincy are nothing."

Held in Kisuke Urahara's arms Yoruichi Shihōin agreed, "A thousand years ago, the Captain-Commander defeated the Quincy, forcing Yhwach into a dead end. A thousand years later, we still have Aizen and Shazo. History will only repeat itself, with the Quincy's demise!"

"We've got this in the bag!"

Kisuke Urahara sighed, "Yeah, we're guaranteed to win."

"But I'm not sure if the Quincy are the only ones who will ultimately perish—"

Yoruichi Shihōin understood the meaning behind his words: "You're worried about Shazo?"

Kisuke Urahara didn't hide anything. "Yes, bringing up the Wandenreich this time was entirely Shazo's deliberate act."

"He deliberately destroyed Karakura Town and destroyed the Spirit Seat seal before. I have no idea what he wants to do. I'm worried that his goal is— the Zero Division and the Soul King."

"The Soul King and the Zero Division?" Yoruichi shook her head. "That's impossible. If that were the case, he would definitely cooperate with Aizen to kill everyone in Karakura Town and refine their souls into the Ōken— "

Yoruichi Kisuke Urahara's expression, Yoruichi's voice gradually lowered. "Did I say something wrong?"

Kisuke Urahara replied, "No, that's not how you make the Ōken. That's fake news."

"Only members of the Zero Division can successfully forge the true Ōken by using the power of the Soul King and their own bones as the material."

Yoruichi Satori, "I see. But how did you know?"

Kisuke Urahara ignorance, saying, "Haha, I have my own special intelligence channels."

Yoruichi snorted coldly and didn't press the matter further, because it would be pointless to ask.

In short, with the outbreak of Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, the Death God side was overjoyed. Although the Captain-level Death God could not use Bankai, their morale soared to its peak, and their combat power also increased.

That's the value of a leader: even if he does nothing, just standing there and letting everyone see him and feel his presence can act as a stabilizing force.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's prestige, accumulated over thousands of years, is simply incomparable to that of Shazo, who suddenly emerged a few months ago.

Apart from Retsu Unohana and Chōjirō Sasakibe, who has already sacrificed himself, when the other Death God captains and vice-captains were born, Captain-Commander Yamamoto was already the invincible strongest Death God.

For the Death God captains who grew up listening to the myth of the Captain-Commander, no one is more trustworthy than Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto is the god of Death God!

The Death God captains became excited, and their high morale led them to unleash their full fighting power. Before the Quincy could react, they were caught off guard and suffered a surge in casualties.

The Quincy had been brutally Carnage cried out in despair, while those Quincy who couldn't yet get close were also filled with unease. "What terrifying Spiritual Pressure! Is this the strongest Death God who defeated His Majesty a thousand years ago?"

"If I could take away his Bankai, could I become Sternritter— "

"Shut up! That level of Bankai is beyond the Spiritual Pressure you could use even if you were given it."