Su Feng found the execution far more spectacular than he had imagined.
A majestic bird of blazing flames spread its wings atop a massive spear, radiating terrifying heat that distorted the surrounding air.
Beneath its beak, which emanated an overwhelming pressure, fourteen criminals were reduced to ash in an instant. Their reishi merged into Soul Society's atmosphere, leaving behind not even the slightest trace.
Yet this familiar sight made him instinctively look toward Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, who stood at the very front.
Combined with what Shunsui Kyoraku had said earlier, Su Feng could not help wondering if this so-called Kōkōō was simply the released form of Ryujin Jakka.
Heat, flames, incineration.
Even the manner of death was exactly the same.
No one paid attention to what became of the criminals after their execution. Most of the captains in this era did not hold nobles in particularly high regard.
Thus, once the execution ended, the crowd dispersed, chatting amongst themselves as they left Sokyoku Hill.
"Captain Su Feng, my work for today is already finished."
Retsu Unohana smiled as she blocked Su Feng's path. With her hands folded before her, she inclined slightly.
"Recently, I've had some new ideas regarding Kendo."
Her meaning could not have been clearer.
She was in the mood, so he had to fight her.
Victory or defeat did not matter. Kendo did not matter either. Pleasing her was what mattered most.
Su Feng frowned slightly and was about to speak when that gentle voice rang out again.
"You won't refuse me, will you?"
A bloodthirsty aura spread across Sokyoku Hill, instantly sending chills down everyone's spine.
The surrounding air seemed to cool in an instant, even erasing the lingering warmth left behind by Kōkōō.
"Ahem, of course!"
Su Feng swallowed the words that had reached his