Hearing Kōga Kuchiki’s words, Kaelith made a sound of disgust.
“How revolting. You actually speak of your voyeuristic desires so openly… Sorry, could you keep a distance of 1.496×10⁸ kilometers from me? Any closer and I’ll feel physically ill.”
Kōga Kuchiki was slightly taken aback.
What kind of distance is that?
Aizen waved his hand, stopping Kaelith from continuing.
He asked curiously, “How are you so certain that Tsunayashiro Senzo can become the Soul King?”
“Let’s take a step back. Even if he truly becomes the Soul King, how can you be sure he can enhance your Zanpakutō’s abilities?”
Kōga Kuchiki glanced at him. “The Tsunayashiro clan controls the Great Spirit Book Gallery. All the secrets of the Soul Society are in their hands.”
“The Soul King’s power is far greater than you imagine. Not only can it strengthen a Zanpakutō, it can even create worlds!”
“These records were all seen by my own eyes, absolutely genuine.”
“As for how to become the Soul King…”
Just as Kōga Kuchiki reached the crucial point, Aizen listened very carefully.
But at that very instant, Kōga Kuchiki suddenly made his move.
With his Reiatsu pushing his speed to the extreme, he crossed the space in a blink, slashing out with his blade!
In his view, Aizen’s body sprayed blood.
With an expression of disbelief, Aizen’s upper body slowly slid off.
Then, with a “pa” sound, his entire figure vanished into thin air.
Kōga Kuchiki’s smile froze.
From Kaelith’s and Yoruichi’s perspectives in the distance, Kōga Kuchiki’s action looked very strange.
He was talking mid-sentence, then suddenly charged toward an empty space about a dozen meters from Aizen’s side.
His blade gleamed coldly as it struck the air.
When he swung down, he wore a satisfied smile, but a few seconds later, that smile turned into shock.
Yoruichi blinked, not understanding what happened.
Kaelith felt a bit emotional.
This is Kyōka Suigetsu.
A once ordinary Zanpakutō played masterfully by a high-level player.
He raised his hand and tapped his left hand with his right fist.
“Alright, game over.”
“Enjoy a VIP seat in the lab’s stasis pod; time to hit the road!”
With that, he stomped down hard, a circle of white shockwaves bursting behind him as he rushed toward Kōga Kuchiki.
Aizen also drew his blade, ready to coordinate with Kaelith.
Muramasa’s ability was still threatening to him.
Like Kyōraku Shunsui, sealing off his mind was a powerful debuff.
In contrast, Kaelith seemed completely unaffected.
For a moment, Aizen couldn’t help but have a malicious guess.
Could it be that Kaelith hadn’t used his brain in so long he’d completely lost the ability to think, leaving Muramasa with no way to invade?
As he pondered, he used Shunpo to follow.
However, to their surprise, after a brief moment of astonishment, Kōga Kuchiki suddenly turned and ran!
This move was so absurd that both of them were at a loss.
After all, he was a captain-level master with outstanding combat achievements and formidable strength.
Facing Kaelith, a younger generation Shinigami, he actually ran?
“Hmph, trying to escape?!”
Kaelith’s eyes widened, and he pushed off with sudden force.
The dune beneath his feet exploded.
Using the rebound force, Kaelith’s speed soared, chasing like an unleashed wild dog.
Watching the ground Kaelith had stepped on, Aizen’s eye twitched.
That move just now—he used the “Ikkotsu” technique with his foot to accelerate?
Ikkotsu can be used like that?
While chasing, Kaelith channeled the power of his Zanpakutō.
Kōga Kuchiki, who was fleeing with all his might, suddenly felt danger. “Muramasa!”
With their minds linked, Muramasa also sensed the problem.
He rushed to Kōga Kuchiki’s side and swung the Zanpakutō fiercely.
At the moment he swung the blade, a tremendous force came from it.
Sparks flew from the blade in midair.
It was as if an invisible swordsman stood there, clashing swords with him passionately!
A hint of surprise flashed in Muramasa’s eyes.
Could there be a Shinigami with an invisible Zanpakutō ability here?
Thinking this, he reached forward, trying to grab hold.
If there really was a Shinigami there, he’d subvert that Zanpakutō!
As he grabbed, Muramasa felt his fingers touch something.
That feeling was familiar.
The instant this thought arose, Muramasa was overjoyed.
Could Kaelith’s Zanpakutō ability be an externalized Zanpakutō spirit?
If that’s the case, then he was certain to win!
Without hesitation, he activated “Mugōchōshu.”
In the next second, the world before his eyes changed.
Under his astonished gaze, the dark Menos Forest, the countless towering stone pillars, and the silver desert beneath his feet all vanished.
The entire world was left with nothing but endless darkness.
Like the bottom of a deep ocean.
Or a universe without stars.
Oppressive, lonely, despairing…
Countless negative emotions surged in his heart.
He had clearly triggered his Bankai successfully!
Judging from the sensation, he had indeed grasped a Zanpakutō on the other side. Normally, that would provoke its discontent and rebellion against its owner.
Why was he here, in such a place?
“Kōga! Kōga! Where are you?!”
Under strong fear, Muramasa couldn’t help but shout.
However, there was no response.
Muramasa became anxious.
He tried moving, but whether he ran, slid, or unleashed Reiatsu, he felt no sense of movement.
Unknowingly, in this darkness, considerable time had passed.
So long that he almost forgot what he was doing.
Even being thrown into a swarm of Menos, facing countless enemies, would be better than this endless silence.
After who knows how long, Muramasa felt he was about to lose the ability to think.
He mumbled to himself, maintaining at least a little language ability.
Just then, the world before him suddenly changed.
Darkness gradually receded.
What appeared was an endless desert.
He looked around blankly.
He saw Kōga Kuchiki rushing forward anxiously.
“Muramasa! Muramasa!”
“What are you doing? Answer me quickly!”
“Kaelith is catching up—go stop him!”
Staring at Kōga Kuchiki, he took several seconds to react.
After confirming it really was his master, he couldn’t help but shed tears.
Seeing his Zanpakutō spirit suddenly go crazy startled him.
Then he watched Muramasa, as if injected with chicken blood, frantically charge back behind them.
Though he had no idea what happened to his Zanpakutō, having battle spirit was certainly a good thing.
With mixed feelings, he increased his speed.