The Second Round Begins

The Espada who had just emerged from the ruins had yet to grasp the situation when the massive slash that skimmed past them sent tremors through their hearts.

Had that terrifying force struck them head-on, they would likely have been obliterated within that immense sword aura.

Floating in the air, Aizen slowly drew the Zanpakuto at his waist. As he gradually unsheathed it, his dark gaze fixed on Madara, who stood at the center of the protection of the giant skeleton.

"I haven't had the chance to introduce myself. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Aizen, Aizen Sōsuke!"

As Aizen finished introducing himself, the Zanpakuto in his hand was fully drawn.

"Shatter! Illusion!"

At his command, Aizen's Zanpakuto suddenly shattered into glimmering fragments.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Aizen's face.

"Could you tell me your name?"

A flicker passed through Madara's eyes, and a cold smile tugged at his lips.

"Another boring Genjutsu? But if you want to know my name, there's no harm in telling you. I am Uchiha Madara, leader of the Ten Yama Kings."

After saying that, Madara slightly raised his head and looked toward the full moon that had reappeared in the sky.

"Perhaps no one in this world ever told you not to flaunt your clumsy Genjutsu before an Uchiha. After all, we Uchiha are the progenitors of Genjutsu."

As he spoke, Madara's eyes shifted from the Rinnegan back to the Eternal Mangekyō. The Susanoo suddenly dispersed, and Madara's figure floated straight toward the full moon.

"That brat once denied everything I stood for. Now, I'll let that technique reappear in this world!"

"Infinite... Tsukuyomi!"

As Madara's words fell, Hashirama, who had been standing beside Ichigo Kurosaki, suddenly changed expression.

"Not good! Madara is really being too reckless! Kid, if you don't