Ukitake's Probe

The sudden spatial fluctuation behind him immediately put Urahara on guard. He swiftly stepped back, raising the cane in his hand before him without hesitation.

"Awaken, Benihime!"

A flash of cold light streaked past, and the hooked cane instantly transformed into an elegantly distinctive Zanpakuto.

With its tip angled toward the front, Urahara never took his eyes off the black line floating in midair several meters away.

That black line swayed gently with invisible waves, like aquatic grass growing beneath the water.

Urahara waited for several dozen seconds, his brows gradually knitting together.

This mysterious object that had suddenly appeared...