Under the night sky, the cold wind howled.
Naturally, those gathered atop the pitch-black rocky mountain knew nothing of the murmurs echoing from a distant cave.
Tokino stood within Futsu-no-Mitama, his gaze chilling as he stared at Aizen. Whose gaze was reflected in those scarlet eyes was impossible to tell.
Aizen, standing quietly on the ground in the distance, looked at him and curled his lips into a gentle smile.
"Very impressive, Tokino. I never expected you to reach this point as well."
As he spoke, Aizen's eyes lowered slightly, his expression abruptly turning indifferent as he said in a flat voice, "However, you should know the consequences of offending me."
As Aizen's words slowly settled over the battlefield, the cold wind seemed to turn piercing. Dust and smoke gradually rose with the wind, slowly sweeping across the field.
He slowly raised his head, his indifferent eyes fixed on Futsu-no-Mitama's enormous body in the distance. A vast amount of chakra suddenly began to spill from him.
Like tangible liquid, blazing white chakra gradually surged forth from Aizen's shoulders.
For some reason, the ninjas beneath the dark night suddenly felt a chill run through their hearts, as though some terrifying being were watching them. The surface of their bodies turned cold.
In the distance, the heavily wounded Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, was the first to notice the subtle changes atop the rocky mountain. His expression darkened as he stared fixedly at the motionless Aizen and muttered in a low voice, "Is Aizen making another move!?"
At that, he immediately glanced at the Rock Ninja beside him and said gravely, "Find somewhere to take cover at once. That guy Aizen may be preparing another major attack!"
Hearing Ōnoki's words, the Rock Ninja immediately sprang into action, not daring to delay in the slightest.
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