And now, he already has a first-class spiritual power that can look down on the Soul Society.

Relying on his own foundation and miraculous ability, Arima Shizu also sat on the gambling table.

At this moment, competing with Shigekuni Yamamoto Genryusai...

Evenly matched!

"So, the focus is on what happens later."

Kyōraku Shunsui looked at the sky above his head with a sad face, and said as if talking to himself.

"Arima Shizuya's spiritual power consumption bottomed out first."

"For the sake of the current situation, Mr. Shan couldn't bear to lift the swastika first."

There is no tie.

The only single-choice question of life and death is the unspoken consensus between the two at this moment.

There was no need for any extra words. Old Man Shan just stood there silently, and then...

Raging flames began to surround him.

It was hot, terrifying, and even presented a white-gold liquid, which wrapped around the body of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

Residual Fire Tai Sword·West.

The remaining prison clothes.

Turn your own spiritual pressure into 15 million-degree flames, covering your body and blade like a blazing sun.

If you approach the knife-wielding person unprepared, you will be instantly reduced to flying ash.

The captain's figure began to flash and he rushed forward.

But before he could touch Arima Shizuya, the other person's body had already begun to 'collapse'.

The process of burning, coking, and breaking was completed in a ten thousandth of a second. Arima Shizuya's body seemed to have been evaporated...

It turned into debris-like things and began to scatter.

Right hand, left leg, half of the body...

Just like the spread of a disease, it stopped changing at a certain moment.

Arima Shizuya's spiritual pressure began to fluctuate violently. He raised his head slightly and showed his usual smile.

"This move... I also saw it."

The river of time is long enough, and it is not difficult for Arima Shizuya, who is active in the four-dimensional space, to find the so-called 'path of survival'.

"Yes, it is worthy of praise."

Not stingy with his praise, the captain took some time at this moment and glanced at the surrounding environment.

The entire false Karakura Town has been completely vaporized.

The buildings lost their outlines, the vegetation was all broken, and even the land began to collapse and be annihilated...

This boundary has become a barren land in a literal sense.

At the same time, Yamamoto also noticed that the entire barrier had a vague tendency to collapse.

Even an independent place that allows two scientists to put aside their prejudices and cooperate sincerely cannot withstand this kind of power that can destroy the Three Realms for a long time.

All the team members present had completely lost the ability to move, and many people at the vice-captain level had also fallen.

If it is delayed any longer, it will reach the critical point of casualties.

Quick victory.

This is the firm belief that emerged in the captain's mind at this moment.

Without even a moment's hesitation, Old Man Shan looked in front of him indifferently, and at this moment removed the power of the Canri Prison Clothes.

"It's a very powerful ability. If I can use it in a positive way, I will be able to retire with peace of mind."

But it's a pity.

"You have gone astray. I should clean up my house."

Raising the residual fire sword in front of him, Old Man Shan's eyes showed a trace of regret and fatigue.

But it was also covered up very well.

The power of the residual fire sword is divided into four moves: southeast, southeast and northwest.

Although two moves have been made, Yamamoto does not intend to continue to delay.

Skipping the Nan Huohuo Ten Trillions Death Burial Formation... he began to continuously extract and condense his own power.

The body becomes something like a reactor.

The spiritual power was transformed into an extremely violent flame, so much so that even when he breathed, he could burst out streams of bright red heat.

There is no need for the ability to defile the dead to appear on such a battlefield. What the captain wants to use at this moment is the ultimate power of the residual fire sword.

Haven't started taking action yet.

But Arima Shizu could also feel a distinct sense of crisis, like the sword of Damocles hovering above his head.

The kind of touch that makes your heart beat faster, your breathing becomes rapid, and your consciousness becomes blurred.

Even Arima Shizuya escaped from that mysterious state at this moment.

There is still about three-quarters of the remaining spiritual pressure, which should not be enough to threaten his life.

But at this moment, this distinct, pinprick-like feeling forced Arima Shizuya to take it seriously.

The coming attack...what exactly is it?

Arima Shizu also saw the moment when his thoughts were frozen.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni raised his right foot.

The skinny old man just took a step forward calmly and without a trace... but the concept of distance seemed to have lost its proper meaning at this moment.

The other party's figure moved directly in front of him.

At this moment, he just waved the Zanpakutō in his hand and calmly slashed at Arima Shizuya.

The residual fire sword·North.

The sky and the earth are ashes.

Releases slashing attacks at extremely fast speeds from an extremely long distance, and everything touched by the slashing attacks will be destroyed.

There is no sound, and there is nothing superfluous.

As if all perception was completely stripped away with this knife, the scene in front of Arima Shizuya was slowly dimming.

The color starts to peel off.

The world seems to have burned out, leaving only embers of gray and white.

Yamamoto's compassionate gaze turned into a pause like a stop-motion painting, which continued to magnify and become clearer in Arima Shizuya's range of perception.

I can no longer touch anything else, let alone perceive anything else.

It was so strange, as if his soul had been forcibly stripped away from his body, Arima Shizu also felt a strong sense of emptiness at this moment.

Nothing is left.

Is this... the final power of the residual fire sword?

on the other side.

Arima Shizuya's body was completely cut open and began to fall weakly.

Although he still wants to do something, his pupils are like works of art wrapped and sealed in amber...

At this moment, he was completely frozen and stiff, until he completely lost the concept of "anger".

Reiatsu is proof of the existence of the Shinigami and symbolizes the weight of the soul. This is an intuitive way to judge the existence of life.

And the spiritual pressure that symbolized Shizuya Arima was disappearing rapidly like a leaky barrel at this moment.

Like quicksand falling between fingers, everyone realized it just the moment they noticed it.

Arima Shizuya seems to be about to...

Dead?

That man.

Dying so easily?

"don't want……"

A soft whisper like a mosquito's moan echoed in my ears.

Koche Yongyin's heart was so tightly entangled that she couldn't even tell clearly for a moment...

Was this what she said subconsciously, or was it a whisper from someone else around her who was unable to restrain herself.
Chapter completed!