In the Void Spirit Realm, the enormous branches of the World Tree trembled slightly. Its power followed the paths of space and time and instantly seeped into the Soul Reaper world,
right beside Nara Dan.
Faced with the World Tree's Divine Ability to suppress space and time, escaping by manipulating space was out of the question.
Nara Dan smiled faintly.
"Not just anyone has the Tenseigan."
When it came to space-time abilities, the Tenseigan even surpassed the Rinnegan.
Looking at White Hollow, he was already pinned completely in place. Neither Sonído nor Negación could be activated,
while Nara Dan calmly drew his sword.
"Clang!"
His Dharma Blade, imbued with a hint of absolute sharpness Sword Intent, swept through the air.
With a plop, White Hollow's bull's head rolled off, traveling a hundred meters through the air before hitting the ground.
Its body followed right after.
Clearly, White Hollow's High-Speed Regeneration was limited. It couldn't recover from being reduced to dust the way Aizen had after evolving.
With its head severed, it immediately lost all signs of life.
Nara Dan used Shunpo to appear beside White Hollow's corpse. He looked at it, but his attention was immersed in his surroundings.
Aizen probably won't come.
After all, the fake Samehada is keeping him occupied in the Soul Society. With all this commotion in the Human World, the Soul Society is bound to notice.
But Urahara might.
Nara Dan's keen senses swept across the entire city, picking up the trace of a certain green hat.
"Come on out."
"You're on your own turf, so why are you still sneaking around like a dog?"
"That's hardly fitting for the Soul Society's former greatest genius."
Nara Dan rested his Dharma Blade on his shoulder. There was no way Kisuke Urahara could miss such a commotion