Above the Soul Arena Stage, rumbling storm clouds gathered, silver flashes appearing and disappearing within them.
The storm cloud covered the entire Soul Arena Stage. Thunderbolts periodically crashed down, blasting huge craters into the hard ground.
Urahara Kisuke looked at the storm clouds overhead and joked, "It's thundering, it's raining—did you bring in your clothes?"
Aizen gazed at the sky above the Soul Arena and said mildly, "Not a bad sight. Though the timing is wrong, being able to see such violent lightning is rather nice."
Then, a deafening roar resounded throughout the Soul Arena as a five-meter-wide bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck Zhou Tianyu.
His previously mangled body rapidly recovered under the stimulation of the lightning, while lightning serpents that refused to disperse coiled around the healed areas.
His charred body gradually became fair and smooth beneath the unceasing cleansing of The Thunder, his skin so flawless that even women would envy it.
The previously battered Heavenly Thunder Fierce Tiger rapidly repaired itself and enveloped Zhou Tianyu.
Once everything had passed, a proud and domineering Heavenly Thunder Fierce Tiger stood in the center of the Soul Arena Stage.
Lightning rolled across its entire body, blasting the surrounding ground into ruin.
With Ulquiorra's help, Grimmjow narrowly escaped disaster.
Grimmjow had happened to be standing between that lightning bolt and Zhou Tianyu. If the bolt had struck him, he would have been crippled even if he survived.
Aizen slowly raised his eyes toward the Heavenly Thunder Fierce Tiger and stepped forward at an unhurried pace. His blade dragged along the ground, carving a deep gash behind it, where frost flowers bloomed.
Then Aizen raised his Zanpakuto and pointed it at Zhou Tianyu. "Welcome back, Zhou Tianyu. What's wrong? You look rather angry. Smile. If you lose your