At the critical moment of life and death, Munemasa's face became calm, without a trace of fear.
Only those who have spared some energy can wear such an expression.
Just as Shiraishi realized this, a figure suddenly appeared in the air.
The man grabbed Munemasa's shoulder with his right hand and pulled him back, while his left hand swung forward, sending countless dazzling cherry blossom petals swirling down from the sky, the ground, and the left and right, sealing off all space for evasion.
Shiraishi didn't dodge; the three swords fell almost simultaneously, cleaving through the sea of cherry blossoms with a loud boom. He flew outside, landing with a look of shock on his face. "You actually have this kind of ability?"
He remembered clearly that the Zanpakuto in front of him belonged to the 6th Division, Byakuya Kuchiki.
The Zanpakuto is named Senbonzakura.
Those petals look light and airy, but they are actually extremely sharp blades; the cherry blossom color is merely the sunlight reflecting off those blades.
Then look at the man who saved Munemasa. He wore a bright red demon mask with a golden cherry blossom headdress, a purple kimono, and a long bow tied around his waist.
If he remembered correctly, that was the physical form of Senbonzakura.
Is this guy's Zanpakuto Muramasa?
That doesn't make sense either. He remembers that Muramasa's owner was Kōga Kuchiki, and it was an original storyline.
"Haha." Munemasa was very satisfied with his shocked expression and couldn't help but boast, "Thanks to the time I spent in the Muken Realm, I was able to calm down and understand the Fox Nightmare, thus uncovering her true abilities."
Two thousand years ago, Munemasa, like everyone else, believed that his Fox Nightmare Bankai would nullify other people's Zanpakuto.
However, during those Muken, lonely years, he began to work on getting along with the Fox Nightmare.
As he pondered the matter, he learned from the Fox Nightmare Zanpakuto its true ability was hypnosis, which allowed it to hypnotize other Zanpakuto and sever their connection with their masters.
Knowing all this, he was able to develop the second form of Fox Nightmare Bankai, which not only enhanced the hypnotic ability to the point of controlling other Zanpakuto.
He can also materialize those Zanpakuto into the Soul Society, turning them into tools for his use.
There was originally no opportunity to put it into practice.
As a result, Oda Nobunaga sacrificed his life to break the seal of Muken, allowing him to regain his freedom. The theory of Muken development was put into practice and succeeded.
This unexpected stroke of good fortune further convinced Munemasa that his previous thoughts were correct.
Everything in this world was created to please him.
"Noble bloodline, Bankai that controls all Zanpakuto, and incredible luck bestowed by the heavens."
Munemasa's lips curled into a slight smile. "This is the difference between you and me."
Shiraishi frowned, sensing something was wrong. He looked down and saw that the blade had changed from gold to white.
There was a shadow in several places on the ground.
He swung his knife upwards.
Bang!
A surge of Reiatsu descended from above, causing the ground beneath his feet to crack and split into a spiderweb pattern. Shiraishi raised his head, staring at the enemy before him. This was...
A female version of Yasuo?!
Her fluffy brown ponytail was as thick and flowing as a lion's mane.
Her features were delicate, with willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a pink scar resembling a tattoo on the bridge of her nose. (仟仟尛哾)
Beneath the dark blue shawl was a white bandage binding her chest, her slender waist exposed to the air, tied with a bright red shimenawa rope, and below were a navy blue skirt and trousers.
This outfit, along with the wing-like shoulder armor on her left arm, can only be described as a female version of the original Yasuo.
For several years, he rarely tried to communicate with Infinity, always believing that he would naturally Bankai once he reached the required Hero level.
This is the first time I've seen the Infinity.
Shiraishi felt he had suffered a huge loss.
With Infinity expressionless face, he increased the force of his downward strike.
Munemasa said with a mocking tone, "You probably never imagined that one day you would die by your own Zanpakuto, did you?"
"Want to kill me? You can try."
Shiraishi replied, not continuing to fight Infinity head-on. From the previous attack, it was clear that her Reiatsu was the same as his.
Taking into account the ability of Infinity critical strikes, with Reiatsu doubled, he would be at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation of Reiatsu.
Shiraishi used his Steel Tempest through the Infinity delicate bodies, quickly advancing to the left front.
No matter how powerful Zanpakuto's abilities are, they will mostly become ineffective if its master dies.
Countless blades rushed forward at incredible speed, forming a semi-circular wall, and then tentacle-like blades rose up from both sides and lashed down.
"... Hadō #63: Raikōhō, Raikōhō!"
Golden Lightning Flash approached from afar, blasting open the impenetrable wall of blades and revealing Munemasa Senbonzakura hidden inside.
Shiraishi dodged the drawn blade, slipped into the gap, and unleashed a Steel Tempest thrust.
Senbonzakura made a grabbing motion in the air, and cherry blossoms transformed into light that condensed in his palm, forming a cherry-colored light blade. Then, he stood in front of Munemasa and Steel Tempest to meet Zanko-sen.
Bang! Knives clashed. Shiraishi felt a numbness in his arm, and his Spiritual Sense warned him from behind.
The speed of the Infinity blade was not much slower than his Steel Tempest; the blade fell with a swift motion.
Tsk, considering that he might not be able to withstand this attack while passive, Shiraishi was unwilling to linger in the fight and instead used Steel Tempest to circle around to the side.
In the blink of an eye, he was back beside Kūkaku Shiba, several miles away, and said, "This is a bit tricky. Should we make a tactical retreat?"
Countless blades formed a giant wave that followed.
Kūkaku Shiba leaped onto a mountain, not forgetting to ask in return, "What is a tactical transfer?"
Shiraishi used the most straightforward language, "He ran away."
"..." Kūkaku Shiba looked at the hill that had been cut into dust and began to seriously consider this important question.
Her bold personality doesn't mean she's brainless. Originally, it was a two-on-one situation, and her side was confident of victory, which is why she stayed to fight back.
Shin'uchi started, she found that things were not quite what she had imagined. Her side was at a disadvantage in terms of both strength and numbers, and continuing to fight head-on would put her at a disadvantage.
The Kūkaku Cannon is an ancestral spiritual artifact, very valuable, but no spiritual artifact in this world is more important than human life.
You can't escape my grasp.
A gap appeared in the ground covered with blades. Munemasa Shunpo in the gap, leisurely raising his hand and saying, " Bakudō #61: Rikujōkōrō."
A golden light Flash at his fingertips, but by the time people saw it, it was too late; six golden light shards were already firmly embedded in his waist.
"Hmm." Kūkaku Shiba paused in his leap, then plummeted down the mountain, the blades on the ground curling upwards.
Beneath the beautiful surface lies a deadly undercurrent.
Shiraishi stepped forward with a Steel Tempest, breaking the light shards in front of her waist with his left hand, and slashing the swirling Senbonzakura with his right.
His back revealed a significant opening.
Infinity didn't let it go; he leaped forward and slashed down with his sword.
Bang.
The golden vortex of energy exploded and burst like a bubble, just as the blade was about to strike his back.
Kūkaku Shiba grabbed Shiraishi's shoulder with one hand and pulled him towards himself, while pointing the other at Infinity, he shouted, " Hadō #4: Byakurai!"
A bolt of lightning, as thick as a finger, shot forward from the fingertip.
The Infinity blades spun, cleaving the Byakurai upwards, while simultaneously, numerous blades converged from three sides.
In a flash, Shiraishi passed through Kūkaku Shiba's body, kicked off the rock wall, grabbed her collar with his other hand, and threw her upwards with force.
" Shiraishi!" she exclaimed, watching helplessly as countless blades engulfed the figure.