By the time Su Feng and Yamamoto Genryusai arrived at the Underground Council Chamber, the first thing they saw was scorching blood gurgling into rivers and flowing continuously down the corridors and stairways.
All forty-six members were dead. Not one had survived.
It was not difficult to tell from the wounds that the enemy had attained considerable mastery in Kendo.
The stench of blood grew ever thicker, filling the vast, empty Assembly Hall with its pungent odor.
"Aizen... Sosuke?!"
At the sight of the figure standing at the center of the Assembly Hall, Yamamoto Genryusai seemed to suffer a heavy blow. His spiritual pressure surged in waves, and blazing flames danced wildly around him.
"Old man, look carefully. That's a Reigai."
Su Feng reached out and stopped Yamamoto Genryusai, who was about to fire off an Asahi Blade.
"The real Aizen is still going head-to-head with the Wandenreich in Hueco Mundo!"
Ever since his previous meeting with the fake body created by Aizen, Las Noches had indeed launched a war against the Wandenreich, just as he had said.
The Arrancar charged one after another toward the approximate location of the Wandenreich's base, drawing out a massive number of Quincy soldiers.
Thus, the war began.
Compared to their earlier skirmishes, this time they were truly fighting in earnest.
That was clear enough from Aizen personally entering the fray and exchanging blows with Haschwalth beneath the crescent moon.
Of course, because Haschwalth possessed a watered-down version of The Almighty, he might have been at a disadvantage, but he had not allowed Aizen to have his way.
Nor was the Wandenreich at a disadvantage.
On the contrary, as their time stationed in Hueco Mundo lengthened, the Quincy gradually found ways to deal with Hollow Poison.
The Arrancar no longer held an elemental advantage