Aizen's face turned green. This was getting ridiculous.
"All right. I've seen just about everything you can do. This ends here, Aizen." Yamabuki Chidori looked at his disciple.
Aizen suddenly laughed. "I know you're strong—much stronger than me. But have you considered this? I may not be able to beat you, but you won't beat me so easily either. I have an Immortal Body and Kyōka Suigetsu. What are you going to use against me?"
A smug smile spread across Yamabuki Chidori's face. "Shall we find out?"
With that, Yamabuki Chidori put away both swords.
Aizen's guard shot up to its highest level.
Yamabuki Chidori's greatest weapon was his pair of swords. If he was putting them away now, did that mean he had something else hidden up his sleeve?
Aizen watched Yamabuki Chidori warily.
But no matter how powerful someone was, they could not defend against the power of space and time.
Without warning, Yamabuki Chidori appeared before him. Somehow, a spear had appeared in his hand, and he thrust it at Aizen.
Aizen immediately raised an arm to block. But the instant it touched the spear, the weapon dissolved into countless black ribbons that wrapped around his arm.
Aizen had seen enough to recognize them at a glance.
It was a Sealing Technique.
"Teacher, aren't you being naive? How could a Sealing Technique possibly seal me as I am now?" Aizen demanded.
"This isn't an ordinary Sealing Technique. It's the Space-Time Sealing Art I've spent over a century developing. Can you still feel your hand?" Yamabuki Chidori asked.
Aizen looked down. His hand had vanished into thin air.
And it was not regenerating.
A piece of his body was inexplicably gone. For the first time, a flicker of panic stirred in Aizen's heart.
The Outcome Was Decided
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