The Rebels

Tsuna Monk's attacks relentlessly tore through layer after layer of barriers, Tsuna's body constantly being torn apart, his consciousness nearly fading. Was it time to give up?

[Wake up, Tsuna!]

A cold shout jolted Tsuna awake. He forced his eyes open and found himself enveloped in a thick layer of Byakuran 'Tsuna power!

[Byakuran, what's wrong?]

Tsuna could sense that the power covering him was entirely Hollow, and it was this protective layer that made him feel slightly better.

However, there is a very obvious problem: Byakuran's power is being rapidly depleted, and Byakuran alone cannot withstand the Monk's attacks.

[Byakuran, if this continues, you'll...]

[Don't worry, I have the power of High-Speed Regeneration. The Vongola left me a backup, so everything will be fine!]

Byakuran interrupted Tsuna. Whether it was him, Tsuna, or even the Decimo and Kuri Enma, they all knew that forcibly resisting the Monk's attack would only have one outcome: their swords would break and they would die, Byakuran might disappear altogether.

Just as Byakuran said, it was because of his High-Speed Regeneration that he dared to come out and take the hit. If he and the Decimo had come out together and lost their Bleach and Hollow powers at the same time, Tsuna would have been completely ruined.

[Tsuna, listen! I believe you and the Vongola will overcome this crisis. I can see that future!]

After leaving those words, the white dagger behind Tsuna transformed into a pair of white wings, completely enveloping Tsuna. Byakuran used everything he had to protect Tsuna's life.

In Tsuna's inner world, there were no cries, no reluctance, no farewell. The Decimo handed the White Dragon needle, no bigger than a fingertip, to Kuri Enma, asking him to nurture it deep within his inner world.

That's how the adult world is. Since Byakuran has already made a sacrifice, the Decimo must do everything he can to help Tsuna turn the tide in this short time.

The Decimo firmly believed in the future that Byakuran spoke of. He had been driven to the brink of despair step by step by Byakuran's abilities in the past, and there must be a way to break the deadlock!

Within his wings, Tsuna secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Trusting Byakuran's choice, Tsuna unleashed his Hollow power with all his might, the crimson spiritual pressure staining his wings blood red—this was all he could do.

Next, cross your arms over your chest and prepare for the impact!

A series of violent impacts rang out, and even the Seireitei members far below could feel the Monk's terrifying spiritual pressure.

They lost. In that instant, the thought crossed the minds of all the captains. The fact that the Monk's spiritual pressure could descend upon Seireitei in such a domineering way meant only one thing: Tsuna had lost.

Kyōraku couldn't help but feel a little relieved; thankfully, the relocation work hadn't stopped, Seireitei still retained a spark of hope.

Now that all the Bleach of Seireitei have passed through the Garganta, and with Gin Ichimaru, a half-native, protecting them, they will not suffer any harm in Hueco Mundo.

Only the captains remained. They hesitated to take a step, waiting for the final outcome of the battle. At that moment, a voice simultaneously rang in their minds.

"All captains, withdraw from Soul Society! That's an order! I will take over the rest of the battlefield!"

It was Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's voice. Although the Captain-Commander had been replaced in name, the captains still subconsciously responded to Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's orders. Just as they were about to step into the Garganta, Kyōraku's voice came through.

"Evacuate everyone, that's my order!" After receiving Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's Tenteikūra, Kyōraku, fearing that others might disobey Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's orders, immediately followed up with his own Tenteikūra.

Upon hearing Kyōraku's order, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto closed his eyes with satisfaction. "Very good. Shunsui Kyōraku is the kind of disciple who can be the Captain-Commander. Hurry up and evacuate. As long as the flame is preserved, there is still hope for Seireitei."

With two orders coming in quick succession, the captains had no reason to linger any longer. Even if they cared about the outcome, they had no choice but to step into the Garganta in front of them.

"They're here!"

Senjumaru's voice awakened Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto looked up, and an incredibly terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky.

It was too fast; before the eye could even catch a glimpse, the enormous golden hand was imprinted on the land of Seireitei.

Thump!!!

The slamming of the hand brought a deafening roar. Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto stepped in front of Senjumaru, shielding her from the impact of the explosion. Ryūjin Jakka swung his sword, the wind sweeping away all the dust to reveal the bottomless handprint pit.

"Great! Luckily, this little thing is sturdy enough; otherwise, such a precious resource would have been wasted."

Above the sky, the Monk descended slowly, making sarcastic remarks. Although extremely faint, the Monk could still sense Tsuna's spiritual pressure from beneath the pit.

"Call me Monk by my Unohana!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto unleashed a powerful slash accompanied by rage, but this strike, the culmination of Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's life's work, didn't even have the chance to flutter the Monk's robes.

"It's you, Yamamoto Shigekuni. You've bet on the wrong horse." The Monk's tone was flat yet cold, and he looked at Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto as if he were looking at an inanimate object.

With just one glance, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto knew that the Monk would not let the Seireitei go; at the very least, he would wipe out the current Gotei 13 Bleach.

Since that's the case, there's no need for further explanation. "Bankai! Zanka no Tachi - North - Tengai Kyojin!"

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. The Soul Society is now in ruins, and with the Bleach having all migrated, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, free from all ties, can attack at will.

However, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's devastating strike was easily caught by the Monk with just two fingers when it reached Monk. It couldn't even burn the Monk's fingers, let alone injure him.

"Still loves playing with fire."

Monk a gentle pinch, the Tengai Kyojin vanished silently between his two fingers. This was the Monk had reconstructed his body using parts of the Soul King. Once he crossed that line, the difference in strength between the two was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

"Tsuna!"

Just as Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto attacked the Monk, a dark figure rushed into the pit and brought out the barely alive Tsuna. It was Ichigo Kurosaki.

Several figures appeared beside Ichigo shortly afterward; they were Tsuna's friends from the World of the Living. Each of them wore an anxious expression, but none of them shouted or yelled. This most precious time had to be given to Shun Shun Rikka.

Orihime's power of rejection enveloped Tsuna, but had little effect, Monk immediately laughed disdainfully.

"A mere, insignificant Soul King Fragment, as fine as dust, dares to rival the Soul King King's body? You cannot, little girl."

The Monk's sarcastic remarks immediately enraged Ichigo and the others, who unleashed their strongest power and pointed angrily at the Monk.

"Ichigo Kurosaki, what are you doing here?!" Before the Monk could even laugh, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto roared at Ichigo and the others, "You're not from Soul Society, why aren't you leaving?!"

"Captain-Commander- in-Chief, your evacuation order is directed at the Gotei 13. We are not from Soul Society, so why should we be ordered to evacuate!"

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto was met with Tatsuki's extremely forceful tone. Her body was filled with turbulent energy, and the moment she saw Tsuna, she wanted nothing more than to fight the Monk to the death.

Tatsuki didn't urge any of her companions to evacuate, because she knew that everyone there would choose to stand in Tsuna's way, even if death was the only outcome.

"You..."

"Tatsuki- chan, really, you have to invite me to these kinds of events next time. I almost missed a party." Ginjo and Tsukishima walked over. As for the other Xcution members, they weren't strong enough to help and were all taken away by Isshin.

Isshin originally wanted to stay, but Ginjo persuaded him to leave. The Kurosaki Residence has two daughters and a son to fight for them, which is enough.

In Rukongai, the massive cannon changed direction, aiming at the arrogant figure in the sky. Below the cannon stood a voluptuous woman. "Honestly, how is the Shiba Clan going to repay the debt they owe you?"

Three more figures appeared in a flash. The moment Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto was about to start cursing, but the newcomers interrupted him.

"Byakuya Kuchiki, using the authority of the Kuchiki Clan, refuses to carry out the Captain-Commander's orders." As he spoke, Byakuya threw down his haori. At this moment, he was not the captain of the 6th Division, but Byakuya Kuchiki of the Kuchiki Clan.

"Old man, I always do what I want. Don't you understand orders?" The one carrying the tattered Zanpakuto was Kenpachi Zaraki, and on his back was a pink-haired brat who was enthusiastically greeting everyone.

"Hey, Yachiru, do you think we can cut him?" Zaraki asked.

Yachiru paused for a moment, then smiled broadly, "Kenpachi wants to do it, he definitely can!"

"Isane has mastered all the techniques of the return path. It's been a thousand years. Let me be willful one last time, Yamamoto Shigekuni."

Unohana Retsu left bloodstains on the ground with every step she took, and with her hair disheveled, she used Everything's Gone strength to burrow into Tsuna.

With the combined power of Orihime Inoue and Unohana Retsu, Tsuna seemed to be much better, and slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

"Baldy, I knew we weren't the only ones who could run!"

Despite her lack of strength, her arrogant tone immediately drew everyone's attention upon her appearance. The speaker was Hiyori, who was wearing a mask symbolizing a Hollow.

"I apologize, former Captain-Commander. The Visored are here!" Hirako arrived with all the members of the Visored, and all the captains had removed their Captain's Haori without exception.

"Nonsense! The Gotei 13 is in dire need of manpower!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto furious. With these people causing such a ruckus, the Gotei 13's strength had been reduced by more than half.

"There's nothing we can do about it, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. If it weren't for Tsuna, we'd still be rats hiding in the World of the Living, wouldn't we?"

Hirako shrugged, "Whatever." He knew they were there to die, which was why he didn't object to Hiyori's request to come along. They were just ants; one or two more wouldn't make a difference, as long as Hiyori were open-minded.

"Ha? You don't actually think that quantity matters in front of me, do you!"

The Monk glared, his aura pressing down so intensely that everyone present was unable to stand upright. If this continued, the Monk wouldn't even need to lift a finger; his spiritual pressure alone would be enough to crush them to death instantly.