At these words, all the captains grew solemn and stared gravely at Aizen in the air.
Some of the more experienced captains understood more clearly what Aizen meant by balance—and by the corpse.
He was referring to the Five Great Noble Clans dismembering the Spirit King, and the balance of the Three Realms that had to be maintained after the Spirit King was dismembered.
Clearly, Aizen's goal was far more frightening than they had imagined.
Aizen wanted to shatter the balance, replace the dead Spirit King, and become a truly living Spirit King.
"Blasphemy!"
Head Captain Yamamoto's expression was already full of fury. As the most traditional advocate of balance among the Three Realms, he would never allow a heretic like Aizen to exist.
"You want to overthrow the Soul Society and the Spirit King."
"Then let's see if this old man's blade agrees!"
As he spoke, Head Captain Yamamoto raised the ancient Ryūjin Jakka in his hand.
A raging heat swept through the entire training ground. His immense Spiritual Pressure and scorching flames erupted together, displaying power that made every captain look on in awe.
"Now, now, now."
"Looks like we really have angered the old man this time."
"Ryūjin Jakka's Shikai..."
"How many years has it been since we last saw it?"
"It's just as terrifying as ever..."
Shunsui Kyōraku and Jushiro Ukitake chatted, their expressions relaxed. They believed that as long as Head Captain Yamamoto was there, Aizen could never cause much trouble, no matter how strong he was.
"So this is the legendary strongest fire-type Zanpakutō."
"This kind of temperature..."
"And this is only its Shikai..."
"It's even more terrifying than my Bankai..."
The less experienced captains were astonished by the immense power Head Captain Yamamoto had displayed.
Aizen in the air had also grown wary