"Is that so..."
Feeling the wound on his left arm already beginning to heal, and the searing pain that had settled into his soul, Araki drew in a deep breath. "I've learned something."
Light blazed in his eyes like two miniature suns. He gripped the hilt with both hands and swung forward with all his might.
There was no need to summon the Four Sacred Beasts. A sword pillar that seemed to pierce heaven and earth swept out horizontally, and a golden divine wind instantly surged forth, cleansing everything in its path—reaching everywhere, slipping through every gap, dissolving all it touched.
Mumyo Jinpu-ryu Secret Technique: Yellow Dragon!
Araki's mastery of Mumyo Jinpu-ryu swordsmanship had long since reached the point where he could wield it as he pleased. Even its ultimate secret technique could be used at will, without any preparatory steps.
Such a fierce attack made Unohana Retsu's eyes brighten. More and more blood wound around the Zanpakuto in her hand, and she met it head-on without the slightest intention of dodging.
Clang!!!
Gold and crimson collided and intertwined continuously in midair, splitting the entire space into two halves.
On one side, violent winds howled and light blazed dazzlingly. On the other, a sea of blood surged to the sky, its killing intent bone-piercing.
This was the most direct, most essential clash between their sword paths.
Unohana Retsu, whose true name was Unohana Yachiru, had once been the most unprecedentedly evil person in all of Soul Society. The souls that had died beneath her blade were beyond counting. Though she claimed to have integrated and mastered every sword path under heaven, there was no doubt that her own sword path leaned more toward slaughter and the way of the Asura. She was, in every sense, a Sword Demon.
Araki was