Death: Then stood in the sky.

The temperature began to rise, turning into a sweltering heatwave.

"Getting slashed will hurt a bit, but considering you're not exactly rational, I don't think you'll mind."

He gripped the Zanpakuto tightly in both hands.

Shiba's cold eyes stared directly at the minotaur:

"Crescent Moon - Heavenly Strike!!!"

Chapter 91 Virtualization Technology

A deafening roar!

The crescent-shaped slash exploded in mid-air, creating a massive mushroom cloud. The violent shockwave and air turbulence even shattered the clouds in the sky.

The rain curtain was instantly cleared away.

Countless people looked up in shock.

"What is that?" A man wearing glasses and carrying a briefcase on his head looked up at the sky. "Is it a hallucination? Why did the rain suddenly stop, and why are there so many dark clouds in the sky?"

"The city is probably trying to suppress the rain with artificial means. Didn't you hear that loud bang just now?" someone next to him said.

"Are you kidding me? Artificial rain suppression wouldn't be that massive. It sounds like hundreds of bombs were bundled together and exploded." Some people disagreed.

"..."

They didn't notice that under a streetlamp not far from them, a man wearing a fisherman's hat was gazing motionlessly at the sky.

"Manager, are you sure this is okay?"

Seeing Urahara Kisuke in a daze, the tall and imposing Tetsuzai asked softly.

Aizen has been searching for them all along, and they just show up here so openly. Isn't the shopkeeper worried that Aizen will find out?

"Iron Studio".

Urahara Kisuke suppressed his hat that was almost blown off by the strong wind, and lowered his eyes slightly, "Considering that, it is better to think about how to quickly deal with this guy who is wreaking havoc in Karakura Town."

He pointed to the white void roaring towards the sky.

The glass on the building shattered layer by layer in an instant, and under the acceleration of gravity, it crashed to the ground.

Countless pedestrians looked up, their faces showing fear.

Seeing this, Wo Ling Tie Zhai gritted his teeth and prepared to no longer hesitate to reveal his identity and release the Ghost Path to save them. However, before he could act, a sweeping slash cleared all the glass.

It was Shiba Isshin.

Relieved, Tetsuzai said in a deep voice, "But manager, please understand the order of things. If Aizen..."

“Idiot, Tessai,” Kisuke Urahara sighed, interrupting him. “It’s good that you can think so much, but right now, his attention isn’t on us.”

Wo Ling Tiezhai was taken aback.

"Right now, Aizen's gaze is entirely focused on that Hollow over there."

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be Aizen's greatest masterpiece, which is currently the highest level of technology he can achieve."

At this point, Kisuke Urahara paused slightly before saying in a deep voice, "It probably contains the latest technology that can cause others to become intangible."

Upon hearing this, Wo Ling Tie Zhai revealed a horrified expression.

To this day, he still cannot forget the scene of Shinji Hirako's team leader and vice-leader-level Shinigami becoming Hollowfied.

If the shopkeeper hadn't arrived in time to stop them, this group of Hollowfied captains and vice-captains would have transformed into completely Hollowfied monsters, wreaking havoc in Soul Society.

At that moment, the store manager said that the other party's blurring technology had been upgraded and iterated again!

"And what is your purpose, Aizen?"

Kisuke Urahara's gaze deepened as he began to put himself in that man's shoes and consider the problem from his perspective.

Is it just to master the power of intangibility?

That's probably one of the reasons.

But it is by no means just that.

A more robust experimental subject?

How about iterating and upgrading the technology again?

Or, for what purpose?

Kisuke Urahara's eyelids drooped slightly, and in his pupils, deliberately obscured by his fisherman's hat, a feeling of loneliness slowly flowed.

......

A figure suddenly streaked across the sky, and just before crashing to the ground, he quickly adjusted his body, planted his feet on the ground, plowed out two deep furrows, and crashed into a road sign before finally coming to a stop.

"This power, is this Vastod?"

Zhibo glanced at the cement ground he had plowed up with his own feet, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

This Minotaur is simply a monster.

The terrifying brute force beyond imagination, the spinning motion even faster than the Grim Reaper's Shunpo, and the violent and dangerous spiritual pressure.

This kind of all-around, flawless strength makes it the most difficult enemy to deal with.

Fortunately, it's a type without reason.

Otherwise, I'm afraid my chances of winning wouldn't be very high.

Zhibo was deep in thought.

hum-

The unique sound of tearing through space interrupted him. The pale white masked figure attacked again, its violent spiritual pressure compressed onto the bone blade, transforming into a dangerous torrent and the most ferocious strikes.

The offensive has begun again.

The jet-black bone blade clashed repeatedly with the blazing Zanpakuto, the sparks illuminating Isshin Shiba's face.

"This attack pattern is exactly the same as that of the Grim Reaper, but you are clearly a Hollow."

"They're really tough to deal with."

A furious roar, violent to the extreme, rang in my ears. The white-haired attack escalated once again, turning into a raging storm that gave me no chance to breathe.

Intense murderous intent and the purest malice are like hell.

"His entire body was pitch black, except for the pale mask. The original hole was now blocked by flesh that throbbed like a heart."

The crescent moon slashed down with tremendous force.

The air was instantly torn apart, turning into heat waves that split in two and poured to both sides.

But even a strike that could instantly cleave a mountain was easily parried by the opponent.

The two passed each other in that instant.

In Shiba Isshin's suddenly constricted pupils, Kyouhaku abruptly turned around and swung his arm at him.

Without any prior preparation, it was as casual as waving a hand to shoo away flies, but in Shiba Isshin's eyes, the bone blade that swung over was like a laser cutting through everything, and it exploded with a sonic boom the moment it left his hand.

boom!

The black figure was smashed and sent flying.

Then the white shockwave exploded.

Shiba Isshin crashed through the building and landed among a group of people still working in their offices. They stared in disbelief at the broken wall, completely unaware of what had happened.

On the ground, the gale was still swirling.

Shattered glass, construction debris, steel bars, cement—everything was swept up by the shockwave and hurtled towards Shiba Isshin.

Screams were everywhere.

There was no time to wipe the blood that had gotten into his eyes. With his vision turning crimson, Shiba Isshin stepped forward and blocked the attack that could have killed a human.

Next.

Shiba Isshin began to breathe noticeably heavily.

Without a doubt, they were suppressed.

In terms of sheer power, this Vasto Lorde is the strongest Shiba Isshin has ever seen in his life, without exception.

Apart from Kenpachi Zaraki, he had never seen such a terrifying being who could be so ferocious with just his physical body.

Outside the window.

The ethereal white floated down, its messy white hair twisting like a demon.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

next second.

The air began to distort, and red light condensed.

Cryptonite!

"What a troublesome guy."

"If I don't take this seriously, I might really die here."

"If that's the case..."

Look up.

Shiba's gaze hardened. He reached out and wiped his own blood onto the sword, the terrifying heat instantly turning it into steam carrying the smell of blood.

"Swastika."

Chapter 92 I'm dying, please save me!

As if the heavens and earth were collapsing, spiritual pressure began to surge forth, transforming into pillars of light that shot into the sky, covering tens of kilometers in an instant like a torrent, but then being suppressed and contained in a flash.

In order to prevent his spiritual pressure from crushing humans in the mortal world, Shiba deliberately controls his spiritual pressure, concentrating it completely on his side and preventing it from spreading.

The scorching temperature increased again as the spiritual pressure rose.

Inside the office building.

One by one, the sheets of paper began to spontaneously combust, and the air began to distort as the temperature rose.

Humans let out painful groans, not from the crushing spiritual pressure, but from inhaling excessively hot air that burned their trachea and alveoli.

Noticing this, Shiba Isshin rushed out.

"Its fighting style is like that of the Grim Reaper, but it is also Hollow. Every time it devours the Grim Reaper or other beings with high spiritual pressure, it can continue to grow and become stronger and smarter."

"And the ability to conceal spiritual pressure, which even the Seireitei cannot find."

"Who sent you, you bastard?!"

Even though he knew he wouldn't get an answer, Shiba Isshin still roared out the question.

At this moment.

The burning flames began to condense.

Noticing this, Shiba Isshin breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, Bankai, almost there..."

puff-

The sound of flesh being torn apart suddenly rang out. In the pitch-black night sky, a large amount of blood splattered like rain, falling in puddles and mixing with the rainwater.

Shiba turned his head slightly, his eyes glazed over, but saw nothing as he fell straight down from the sky.

Boom!

Dust and smoke billowed from the ground, and a large crater was created.