Yama's Blade

Madara withdrew the Truth-Seeking Orb and calmly looked at Yamamoto Genryūsai, who had lost an arm.

"Do you still want to dance? I, Madara, acknowledge that you possess the bearing of Yama!"

Yamamoto Genryūsai looked toward Ryūjin Jakka lying not far away, a trace of resolve flashing through his eyes.

"Ever since the Gotei 13 was founded, this old man resolved to protect the peace of the Soul Society with his life. If you want the Soul Society to submit, then you'll have to kill this old man first!"

With that, Yamamoto Genryūsai flashed forward, seized Ryūjin Jakka once more, and pointed his Zanpakuto at Madara.

"So, invader, let me show you what the strongest Zanpakuto in the Soul Society truly is."

"All things in the universe, turn to ashes!"

"Ryūjin Jakka, Bankai! Zanka no Tachi!"

Following Yamamoto Genryūsai's thunderous roar, the entire Soul Society seemed to ignite in an instant.

It was immediately engulfed in scorching heat. Billowing white vapor rose from countless corners, formed by the evaporation under the extreme temperatures, like white dragons soaring into the sky.

A terrifying heat that made hearts tremble rapidly spread out, like a blazing cage tightly enclosing the entire Soul Society.

Even the surrounding air seemed unable to endure such searing heat, violently quivering and warping.

Heat waves rolled and surged. Wherever they passed, everything turned to ash, as if the entire world were truly about to evaporate away!

The Zanpakuto in his hand had also transformed into a battered katana dotted with flickering flames.

Feeling the terrifying rise in temperature around him, Madara frowned slightly as he looked at the old man opposite him.

"You keep talking about protecting the Soul Society, yet you disregard the taboo of your own power and forcibly unleash a large-scale forbidden technique. What exactly