The exposure of Dongxian Yao naturally attracted the fury of countless people.
"Not good enough!"
Jūnguru Chunshui charged in anger, his two whirlwind blades directly blocking Dongxian's position.
The other Shinigami were also gearing up to attack.
However, what answered them was Dongxian's casual punch.
He threw the punch.
Space shattered.
Every noble soldier on that side died on the spot.
But Jūnguru Chunshui and the others were even more shocked by the force behind that punch.
"What kind of bizarre power is this!"
"Everyone, be careful — Dongxian isn't normal!"
"Damn it, I didn't expect it to be him!"
...
As the exclamations rang out, Dongxian's Death Tyrant uniform ignited entirely in black smoke.
A brand-new set of robes materialized before them.
"Do you know why you're not my opponent? Because you lot only seek to enjoy the power that luck grants you — and my power is bestowed by God!"
He said this lightly.
His Zanpakutō shattered into pieces!
No one had ever seen anything so bizarre.
But in the black smoke, Tōsen transformed into an insect-like monster — his body still humanoid, though wrapped in a hard carapace.
"Hehe... are you ready to be hunted?"
Dongxian smiled grotesquely, then vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next moment, Jūnguru Chunshui felt a cold sensation in his abdomen. He looked down and saw only an insect tentacle piercing into his stomach cavity.
"So fast!"
His eyes went wide. Instinctively, he swung both swords forward.
Even wounded, he had to strike back.
But the desperate truth was — his body simply wouldn't obey!
"This is the gap, trash. Come down quietly... You are the offering our Chief Priest has named!"
What?
Chief Priest!
Was there a traitor in the Shinigami! ? !
Jūnguru Chunshui was terrified and furious. His entire body was paralyzed by the poison and wouldn't move at all.
At that moment, a figure who had been standing in the sky also joined the battle.
Kuchiki Byakuya, having completed his Shikai release, unleashed his ultimate technique at precisely the right moment!
"Shūen no Jin — Senbonzakura Kageyoshi!"
Tens of thousands of blades pierced through the figure wearing a haori and a mask.
An undifferentiated wide-range technique like this was utterly impossible to dodge.
The reason Kuchiki Byakuya had been chosen as the designated candidate was none other than the old man Yamamoto's trust in him and his ability to dominate the battlefield.
"Byakuya's Assult — Hōren Ryōkaibi!"
The cold voice stunned everyone.
The voice was unmistakably Hitsugaya Tōshirō.
Had he betrayed the Soul Society! ? !
As the voice fell, Kuchiki Byakuya's technique was directly shattered by endless ice flames.
Hmph.
Byakuya closed in on Kuchiki Byakuya, and the blade pierced his abdomen.
Just as Dongxian had been about to say — the gap in strength between the two sides was simply not comparable at all!
After dealing with Kuchiki Byakuya, Hitsugaya Tōshirō spun instantly and locked onto Zaraki Kenpachi. His speed was unimaginable — almost teleportation.
And every time he landed, ice flames would ignite across the ground.
Ise Nanao said furiously: "You traitor! Why would you kill your comrades? Is the Eternal God Cult really that amazing?"
If Hitsugaya Tōshirō had betrayed, then Matsumoto Rangiku must have betrayed too.
Thinking back, every person who had disappeared during that incident was now a suspect! ! !
So Uozhihualie was also a traitor?
That was the thought of all the Shinigami, and their suspicions were soon confirmed.
Because just as Hitsugaya Tōshirō was preparing to seal Zaraki Kenpachi, a clear voice rang out from the distance.
"Leave him to me, Xiao Bai..."
That gentle voice, those crisp tones. Only Sister Uozhihualie could sound like that.
Upon hearing the voice, Dongxian Yao also ceased his attacks. The nobles had all been killed anyway — he couldn't be bothered with the rest.
Later, Tōsen led Hitsugaya Tōshirō before Uinokaretsu.
The two knelt together before her.
"We greet the Preparation Goddess!"
"Rise. I had a bout with Kenpachi before, but the opponent left a scar on me."
"Now I want to see how much stronger he has become."
Uozhihualie was dressed in a white gown. Her hair was no longer braided — it hung softly behind her.
She wore no blade, nor any weapons at all.
A half-scarf covered her face.
Her eyes were as gentle as ever.
Ise Nanao stared at the woman walking toward them step by step, gritting her teeth. "Uozhihualie! What in the world are you doing?"
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"Ghost? I think you people have it all wrong. Living beings suffer torment in their lifetimes and continue to suffer class oppression after death. And Soul Society — something so backward and ignorant — hasn't solved the Hollow problem for thousands of years."
"Do you know what that means?"
"It means Soul Society is not even worth a dog. You should disband at once."
"But our Eternal God Cult is different. Even if one becomes empty, it can purify the evil spirit within and restore the soul to its original state."
"That's it. Looking at your angry faces, I know my words won't convince you — after all, your minds are steeped in selfish death and cannot comprehend God's teachings..."
At that moment, Uozhihualie paused. She stared at the man soaring into the sky, waved her hand to signal he could attack.
O...O
Madarame watched his captain from the corner, already preparing his Shikai.
But his captain stopped him.
"Madarame, step back. This is a challenge from her. I cannot back down, and I won't let you help!"
"But, Captain..."
"Get lost! Are you trying to humiliate me!"
Zaraki Kenpachi roared furiously.
Madarame trembled all over and quickly retreated.
When the Captain was this angry, consequences would follow regardless.
"Let me see how much stronger you've become, Uozhihualie. I beat you once — let me beat you again!!!"
"Hehe. I think you've misunderstood something."
"Oh?"
Zaraki Kenpachi raised his brows, feeling extremely agitated.
Was this woman looking down on him?
He heard Uozhihualie flick a strand of hair from her ear and say faintly: "The gap between us — since I bathed in the grace of God — we are no longer of the same dimension."
"Just as Dongxian was about to say, the Zanpakutō is, in fact, restricting you weaklings."
"Come and feel it — this is the power of God!"
Her fingers slowly curled inward, and countless storms condensed in her palm.
A sword made of wind appeared in her hand.
"Seiryū — Sōjō!"
No fancy moves. Just one cut.
But the entire Seireitei surged and buckled beneath that single sword.
Puff.
Even Kenpachi vomited blood and was sent flying backward!
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