"Boom!!"
A violent impact rang out. On the sand before Las Noches, a scar of impact stretching thousands of meters appeared across the ground.
Intense fluctuations of Spiritual Pressure disturbed the surrounding Reishi, drawing the attention of those inside Las Noches.
"What's this? Little Eight had to resort to such means to find the right path in the end..."
"If he'd just listened to me earlier and followed my directions, we'd have reached this so-called West Night Palace long ago."
Yachiru Kusajishi, perched on Kenpachi Zaraki's shoulder, planted her hands on her hips and spoke indignantly.
"You're denying it now? I was following the direction you pointed out just now!"
"But we wandered for so long without seeing the destination, so I had no choice but to resort to this."
Kenpachi Zaraki walked calmly along the path he had carved himself, his expression equally impatient as he complained to Yachiru Kusajishi.
"This white palace is so huge, of course I know the way—just head straight toward the white palace..."
Yachiru Kusajishi looked as if she was absolutely certain of her reasoning.
"How was I supposed to know that Little Eight, following such an obvious direction, would still get it wrong? It must be that you didn't walk the way I pointed out and just kept circling here!"
Kenpachi Zaraki certainly wasn't about to admit it was his fault.
"No, no—if I hadn't been following your directions the whole time, I'd have arrived long ago!"
"Looks like a worthy opponent..."
A tall white Humanoid Hollow suddenly flashed into view before Kenpachi Zaraki.
What appeared was a human-shaped Hollow, with a Hollow hole in its abdomen, a Zanpakutō at its waist, a mask-like face with fangs, and the number "6" tattooed on the lower right side of its lower back.
The newcomer