Starting with Naruto, I'll become stronger through my own efforts.

Chapter 456 Captain-Commander Yamamoto Begins to Erupt

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Niangso Huaso tilted his head to watch the explosion that bypassed him and the resulting blast wave before turning back and coldly mockingly saying, "I already told you no attack would work on me, why don't you believe me?"

"Should I stand here and let you try again?"

Just as Unohana Retsu was about to raise her sword, she suddenly sensed a familiar spiritual pressure rapidly decreasing—it was the spiritual pressure of Chojiro Sasakibe, the vice-captain of the First Division.

Before she could react further, she felt a familiar spiritual pressure suddenly drop again; it was from the Arrancar army's Yadomaru Lisa and the Second Division Captain Soi Fon.

Soi Fon's spiritual pressure hadn't completely disappeared, proving she wasn't dead, but she was definitely in imminent danger.

Unohana Retsu calmly suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind, but the killing intent in her eyes was already endlessly cold.

"Wow! Two captains have already been taken down, and the last one is almost done for," Niangso Huaso exclaimed in surprise.

"These guys are really fast. I'm way slower here."

Nionso Huasso turned to look at Unohana Retsu, feigning surprise, and said, "You're a cold-blooded monster, woman!"

"Your companions have all been killed, yet you remain completely unfazed. You truly are a monster who has lived for a thousand years!"

Unohana Retsu suddenly chuckled and said, "Just like you said, I've lived for thousands of years and seen countless deaths and deaths, so my emotions have naturally become cold!"

As they were talking, the spiritual pressure of Rojuro Ootori and Kensei Muguruma from the Arrancar Legion instantly dropped to a level that was undetectable.

Niango Huasso's smugness vanished, and he began to complain instead: "Hey, hey, hey, two more captains have been killed. That's too fast."

"I need to speed things up, otherwise these guys will come back and try to take it from me after they've killed all the other Grim Reapers!"

Niangso Huaso stopped laughing, conjured a spirit longsword, and charged towards Mao Zhihua Lie with a stomp of his foot.

Faced with the menacing Nionso Huasso, a hint of pity unexpectedly emerged from the murderous intent in Retsu Unohana's eyes.

She raised her Zanpakuto and slashed towards the enemy.

Niangso Huaso was incredibly fast; his afterimage flashed past Retsu Unohana, and the two went from facing each other head-on to facing each other from a distance.

Between the two, a streak of blood splattered down from the sky!

The blood was unusually bright in color, not only because of its striking vibrancy, but also because it shimmered with tiny starlight.

This is not the blood of the Grim Reaper, but the blood of a powerful Quincy. The glittering blood contains spiritual particles compressed to the extreme.

These spirit particles were extracted from the world by the Quincy, repeatedly forged and compressed, completely altering their nature. Even if the Quincy dies, these spirit particles cannot return to the spirit particle cycle.

At least, within the "world" comprised of Soul Society, the Human World, and Hueco Mundo, it is no longer possible to participate in the cycle.

"Wow!"

Niangso Huaso lost control and crashed into the palace gate, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he faced the heavy door.

He didn't bother wiping the blood from his mouth. He looked down at his chest and abdomen and saw a long, narrow wound that clearly severed his aorta. Blood was gushing out like a fountain.

As Niangso Huasso watched, the gushing blood stopped instantly, the wound healed at a visible speed, and even the torn clothes were quickly restored.

He kept replaying the moment of their previous encounter in his mind, cold sweat pouring out, and lingering fear made his hands and feet tremble uncontrollably.

After Unohana Retsu's Zanpakuto and his spirit sword swung around, they miraculously used the force of the rebound to return to their original blades in the blink of an eye and launch a second attack.

Niangso Huasso had heard of this sword technique; its name seemed to be "Swallow Return".

But isn't that a sword technique imagined by mortals, a way to use the enemy's strength to perform a second strike?

How could such unreasonable swordsmanship exist in reality?

Unexpectedly, Niangso Huasso did not react at all, and with absolute confidence in his own abilities, he ignored the enemy's blade as usual.

But this time the situation was different. Unohana's Zanpakuto ignored his abilities and directly pierced his body.

If he hadn't instinctively dodged to the side, it wouldn't have just ruptured his lungs, but severed his heart; he would already be dead.

"How could that be? How could you possibly hurt me?"

Niangso Huasso's words were filled with barely concealed terror, and as he felt the intense pain emanating from his body, his fear continued to swell.

Death was so close to him that it was impossible for him not to feel the truth that "there is great terror between life and death".

Retsu Unohana coldly laughed: "I've already said it, I fought against you Quincy a thousand years ago, so of course I know your abilities very well."

"Although your abilities are diverse and seem to be unbreakable rules, if you look closely, Quincy's abilities are just manifestations of their inner spiritual pressure."

"Just like the Zanpakuto of Shinigami, each Zanpakuto is related to the Shinigami's spiritual pressure—"

Niangso Huaso retorted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! How can a Zanpakuto be compared to the power of the sacred runes bestowed by His Majesty?"

Unohana Retsu laughed dismissively: "Heh, if you don't want to listen, fine. I didn't want to explain to you anyway."

A glint of light flashed in her eyes: "In short, in this world, spiritual pressure is fundamental. As long as you can master spiritual pressure, there is nothing that cannot be severed!"

As Unohana Retsu spoke, her spiritual pressure continuously receded and then extended out again, forming an even more concentrated spiritual pressure, like an incomparably sharp blade.

One of the spiritual pressures swept across Nionso Huaso's face, breaking through his abilities and leaving a deep wound on his face.

The spiritual pressure had such an effect; no wonder it almost killed him when combined with the Zanpakuto.

Niangso Huasso felt as if he had been doused with ice water; cold sweat poured down his forehead and back like rain.

The fear of death shattered his loyalty to Yhwach, and Nyanso Huasso turned to the right, using the Flying Kick to escape at top speed.

But he had only run a dozen meters when he heard a cold female voice in his ear: "Does running really help?"

"I slashed your lungs. Even if you forcibly repair it with spiritual energy, your speed can't increase much. Do you really think you can escape?"

The voice in his ear sent chills down Nyanso Huasso's spine. The fear of death completely took over his mind, and he was about to unleash the Holy Body for one last desperate attempt.

But he saw a flash of light pass before his eyes, accompanied by the soft hum of metal, and he felt himself fly up, and all control over his body was completely lost.

In the involuntary tumbling, Nionso Huasso saw Unohana Retsu, saw her sheathing her sword, and saw himself running wildly.

However, his body had no head, and his severed neck was bleeding profusely, with the glittering blood even staining the ceiling of the corridor.

The headless body continued its frantic run, propelling itself hundreds of meters forward before finally collapsing into a pile of corpses, where it breathed its last.

Retsu Unohana stopped, quietly sensing Soi Fon's faint spiritual pressure, as well as Chojiro Sasakibe, Lisa Yadomaru, and...

The spiritual pressure that Rojuro Hōhashi and Kensei Rokushō could not sense.

A moment later, she regretfully confirmed that the spiritual pressure of the four Shinigami had completely disappeared, and there was no longer any chance of their deaths.

However, Retsu Unohana was surprised to find that Soi Fon's spiritual pressure, though weak, was unusually stable.

What surprised her even more was that Soi Fon's weak spiritual pressure was protected by a hidden and inexplicable spiritual pressure. Under the protection of that mysterious and unusual spiritual pressure, Soi Fon was able to move around and fight with ease despite being surrounded by several powerful members of the Star Knights, without encountering any life-threatening danger.

Unohana Retsu chuckled, "What my little boy said was actually true. Ōmaeda really knows how to hide things."

"If there are too many captains missing after this big battle, then fill in this fat guy."

"Oh dear, that doesn't seem easy. To get this guy to fill the hole, I'll probably have to convince my little Xia Zuo—which seems unlikely."

Retsu Unohana's mood improved somewhat, and she stood steadily in front of the palace gate, guarding the battle between Shaza and Yhwach.

The immense and scorching spiritual pressure baked everything, containing destructive heat that pushed the air temperature to a level high enough to ignite wood.

All Quincy felt a pain in their breath when enveloped by this spiritual pressure.

When scorching air enters the respiratory tract and lungs, it can not only cause a burning pain in the lungs, but also burn the throat. The blisters caused by the burns can block the airway, leading to suffocation and death.

Whether it was Shinigami or Quincy, everything was paused at this moment. All battles temporarily ceased, and everyone stared blankly in the direction from which the spiritual pressure was emanating.

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That powerful spiritual pressure could make anyone tremble, even from an unknown distance!

It wasn't that the spiritual pressure was so powerful as to be terrifying, but rather the spirit and will it contained that moved and excited the Shinigami and chilled the Quincy.

Kenpachi Zaraki laughed heartily: "It's the Captain-Commander! That old man is finally going to make his move!"

He wiped the blood from his face; some of it was his own, but most of it belonged to Quincy. Savoring the taste of the blood, his spiritual pressure surged once more.

It is said that Quincy are their nemesis because they can not only steal the spirit particles of Shinigami, but also steal Shinigami's Bankai for their own use.

Then Kenpachi Zaraki is the Quincy's natural enemy, because this guy still doesn't know how to use Shikai, and his golden spiritual pressure is full of violent heat.

That dim-witted Quincy named Ridge Barrow foolishly stole Kenpachi Zaraki's spirit particle, and almost cooked his own internal organs in the process.

Kenpachi Zaraki shouted excitedly, "Come on, Ridge Barrow! Let's chop each other down!"

Lijie Barrow picked up his sniper rifle: "Damn it, I'm not playing knife games with you!"

However, he was a little too slow in his dodge and was caught up by Kenpachi Zaraki. The two then engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle, and this time it was Ridge Barrow's turn to risk death.

After sensing the Captain-Commander's spiritual pressure, Kisuke Urahara covered his hat and laughed, "Great! The old man is finally starting to exert his strength. If the Captain-Commander goes all out, the Quincy are nothing."

Held in Urahara Kisuke's arms, Yoruichi Shihouin agreed, "A thousand years ago, the Captain-Commander defeated the Quincy, cornering Yhwach. A thousand years later, we still have Aizen and Shazam. History will only repeat itself—the Quincy's demise!"

"We've got this in the bag!"

Kisuke Urahara sighed, "Yeah, we're guaranteed to win."

"But I'm not sure if it's only the Quincy who will ultimately perish—"

Yoruichi Shihouin understood the implication in his words: "Are you worried about Natsuzo?"

Kisuke Urahara didn't hide anything: "Yes, it was entirely Xia Zuo's doing that brought up the Wandenreich this time."

"He deliberately destroyed Karakura Town and destroyed the Spirit Throne seal before. I have no idea what he wants to do. I'm worried that his goal is—the Zero Division and the Spirit King."

"The Soul King and the Zero Division?" Yoruichi shook her head. "That's impossible. If that were the case, he would definitely cooperate with Aizen to kill everyone in Karakura Town and refine their souls into the King's Key—"

Seeing Kisuke Urahara's expression, Yoruichi's voice gradually lowered: "Did I say something wrong?"

Kisuke Urahara replied, "No, the King Key isn't made that way. That's fake news."

"Only members of the Zero Division can successfully forge the true King Key by using the power of the Soul King and their own bones as materials."

Yoruichi suddenly realized: "I see. But how did you know?"

Kisuke Urahara feigned ignorance and said, "Haha, I have my own special intelligence channels."

Yoruichi snorted coldly and didn't press the matter further, because it would be pointless to ask.

In short, with the outbreak of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's power, the Shinigami side was overjoyed. Even though the captain-level Shinigami could not use Bankai, their morale soared to its peak, and their combat power also increased.

That's the value of a leader. Even if he does nothing, just standing there and letting everyone see him and feel his presence can act as a stabilizing force.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's prestige, accumulated over thousands of years, is incomparable to that of Natsumi, who suddenly emerged a few months ago.

Apart from Retsu Unohana and Chojiro Sasakibe, who has already sacrificed himself, when the other Shinigami captains and vice-captains were born, Captain-Commander Yamamoto was already the invincible strongest Shinigami.

For the Shinigami captains who grew up listening to the myth of the Captain-Commander, no one is more trustworthy than Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto is the god of death!

The Shinigami captains became excited, and their high morale led them to unleash their full fighting power. Before the Quincy could react, they were caught off guard and suffered a surge in casualties.

The Quincy who were brutally slaughtered cried out in despair, while those Quincy who couldn't get close were also unsettled. "What terrifying spiritual pressure! Is this the strongest Shinigami who defeated His Majesty a thousand years ago?"

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"If I could take away his Bankai, could I become a Sternritter—"

"Shut up! That level of Bankai is something you wouldn't have enough spiritual pressure to use even if you were given it."