"What was all this?" Yamamoto Genryusai was naturally completely baffled by the mission panel that had appeared before his eyes.
Asking a thousand-year-old Soul Reaper to understand something like the Main God Space was still too difficult.
If it had been an Earthling living in the age of information overload, they would have found it much easier to accept.
"Is this some kind of illusion?"
Looking at the incomparably real world before him, Yamamoto Genryusai frowned. He did not dare to be certain.
Illusions also existed in the world of Soul Reapers.
Though they were not as famous as the Sharingan in the Naruto World, where an entire clan was renowned for manipulating illusions.
Many Zanpakuto that altered people's senses still existed.
The most famous among them was naturally Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu.
Yamamoto Genryusai knew this well.
Aizen had never concealed the power of Kyoka Suigetsu; he had merely hidden its most crucial aspect.
The highest realm of lying was telling nothing but the truth while withholding one vital piece of information, thereby achieving the effect of misleading others.
But if this was an illusion, then this world was far too real.
Moreover, he did not believe there was any illusion capable of hypnotizing him.
As the strongest Soul Reaper in a thousand years, he still had that much confidence. If someone could truly place him within such an illusion without letting him notice in the slightest, just how powerful would that person have to be?
"Hmph. Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it. I refuse to believe you won't reveal a flaw."
Yamamoto Genryusai made his decision without much hesitation. He was a man who had weathered great storms. Though tumultuous waves had already risen in the depths of his heart, he could still maintain outward calm.