Spirit King's Palace

"Urahara..."

"Tell me, if I used that move now..."

Isshin Shiba looked grave, seemingly weighing the feasibility of it.

"Could we keep those two here..."

Kisuke Urahara's expression tightened. He was tempted, but reason ultimately prevailed.

It was indeed possible, after all, Isshin Shiba's ultimate technique was the oldest inheritance of the Shiba Clan.

It was a power capable of crushing everything; even Yamamoto Genryūsai would find it difficult to stand against it.

Neither of the two before them was someone to be taken lightly.

If it had only been Sōsuke Aizen, that would have been one thing.

But there was also the unfathomable Yhwach, who was suspected of having defeated Head Captain Yamamoto.

Then it was far from certain.

Kisuke Urahara had always been confident in his own abilities. No matter what kind of opponent he faced, once he understood their true nature, he could contend with them.

But he knew far too little about Yhwach. Although Isshin Shiba's final move was terrifyingly powerful, there was no absolute certainty.

If that one strike failed, Isshin Shiba would have no ability to launch a second.

At that point, Kisuke Urahara and the others would be left at the mercy of others.

"Hold back for now..."

"If those two make a move against us..."

"Be decisive."

Kisuke Urahara did not completely reject Isshin Shiba's proposal.

If Yhwach and Sōsuke Aizen attacked them, it would naturally be a matter of life and death.

In that case, no trump card would be too much to use.

Isshin Shiba nodded and released his Bankai stance, though he continued to watch the man in white and the man in black warily.

The moment either of them made a suspicious move, Isshin Shiba would use his final trump card.

"No need for your help."

Sōsuke Aizen