This was the Seireitei.
Why had Yue moved the battlefield into the Seireitei?
The reason was simple: to limit Genryusai Yamamoto's strength.
He knew all too well how terrifying his Zanpakuto, Ryujin Jakka, was. Once released, if its power went out of control, the entire Soul Society could suffer disaster.
So far, the battle had indeed developed as he expected. Even when Captain-General Yamamoto made a move, he was clearly holding back.
This was not the mirrored world of the living, nor some...
Just as Chen Hansheng's mind was in turmoil, a sharp crack suddenly made his vision blur. His body lost balance, and he fell backward.
"Shangguan Qing, since you refuse to choose, I will choose for you. Guards, send the Princess to Yunting Nunnery." Rather than live in endless darkness, she might as well shave her head and become a nun.
The Asura Path was where second- and third-rank Underworld Officials resided. It looked somewhat brighter than the Underworld Prison, merely because several more lanterns illuminated it.
The two stepped forward and crouched down. Mu Qingge sharply noticed a blood-red grass root beneath the bird.
There were even more gods in the East. Take Journey to the West, for example—there were too many Earth Gods to count, and they were immortals too.
This scene left Ji Li utterly amazed. This time, he could be said to have borrowed Clyde's method.
Scorching light once again reflected off the snow-white blade, as though white flames had ignited across it.
Countless students fought desperately to enter the academy, but after layer upon layer of selection, fewer than one or two out of every ten ultimately passed. Yet every year, students coming to take the prefectural academy examination still arrived in an endless stream.
Based on what he knew, the ghostly ability