Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

The next moment, the two moved.

No more exaggerated moves, only the clash of blades.

Byakuya's Shunpo is swift and elegant, like a white crane dancing on the tip of a knife.

Sasuke's Shunpo is even more direct and deadly.

The pitch-black blade and the cherry-colored katana clashed wildly in the cramped space of the sword prison. Each collision sparked dazzling sparks, casting flickering light on the two expressionless faces.

Can't drag it any longer!

Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes narrowed, and seizing the opportunity when Sasuke swung his sword, he suddenly retreated, creating a distance of several meters.

He raised the cherry-colored katana in his hand high above his head, and the thousands of floating giant blades around him instantly disintegrated, turning into a torrent of billions of cherry-colored blades that flowed into the tip of the blade in his hand!

"Kengjing: Senbonzakura Kageyoshi!"

The millions of highly compressed cherry blossom blades surrounded Sasuke, transforming into a beautiful yet deadly sphere that then bloomed in an instant.

Seeing this, Sasuke raised the "Indra" in his hand.

The black flames on the blade, as if summoned, suddenly surged and swirled outwards, forming an impenetrable vortex of black flames that enveloped his entire body.

The cherry blossom storm and the black flame vortex collided violently.

The millions of cherry blossom blades, upon contact with the black flames, were silently swallowed and annihilated, like ice and snow thrown into lava.

"..."

Seeing this, Byakuya no longer hesitated and raised his hand to recall all the remaining cherry blossom blades around him.

Finally, amidst the cherry blossom-colored light, a pure white, winged sword radiating holy light slowly took shape.

The chilling atmosphere of the entire Sword Prison vanished in an instant.

Instead, there is a kind of majesty that makes one's soul tremble.

"This is..." Sasuke's breath hitched slightly.

"Final Scene—"

Byakuya Kuchiki's voice echoed through the space like a divine judgment.

"The White Emperor Sword".

The moment he finished speaking, he moved.

A white streak of light that seemed capable of tearing through space and time.

Sasuke's Sharingan spun rapidly, trying to capture the trajectory of the light, but it was all in vain.

too fast.

He only had time to hold the "Indra," which was burning with black flames, across his chest as a final defense.

Then, with a "pfft".

The pure white, winged sword pierced through Sasuke's chest without any resistance, emerging from his back.

"..."

Sasuke lowered his head in a daze, staring at the longsword radiating a soft light on his chest. His eyes, which had been burning with black flames, gradually lost all their luster.

However, just when Byakuya thought it was all over, his heart suddenly clenched, and an ominous premonition enveloped him.

The body of "Sasuke" before him did not spurt blood and collapse as he had expected.

Instead, like a painting being set ablaze, it silently twisted and turned into a sky full of black flames, dissipating into the air.

Only a long sword emitting jet-black flames remained in place.

"what?!"

Byakuya's pupils contracted sharply at that moment, and he almost instinctively looked up abruptly.

Chapter 116: Even if you're not dead, it still counts as a loss?

Not right.

The instant that thought flashed through his mind, a cold gaze came from above his head.

Kuchiki Byakuya suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes contracting sharply at that moment.

Above his head, atop the thousands of floating cherry-colored katanas, a figure had appeared at some unknown time.

It was a silhouette that resembled that of a god.

Dressed in ancient black hunting robes, the hem of the robes fluttered in the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Silver-white patterns formed by lightning flowed and shimmered across his body like living things, each flash seemingly in sync with the breath of heaven and earth.

His right arm also transformed into a semi-transparent lightning blade, radiating an aura that seemed capable of judging all things.

On that face that should have belonged to a boy, the white in his eyes had been completely replaced by pure darkness, and not a trace of human emotion could be found.

He looked down at the figure below, covered in blood and with almost depleted spiritual pressure, with the condescending gaze one would use to examine an ant.

"A fake body..."

Byakuya Kuchiki's voice was somewhat hoarse, and at this moment he finally understood everything.

No wonder he didn't use that thunder blade just now. It turns out that from the very beginning, the one fighting him inside 'Annihilation Scene' was that clone made of that strange black flame.

"That was a magnificent strike, Captain Kuchiki."

A calm voice slowly descended from the sky.

"Unfortunately..."

He paused, seemingly admiring the sword prison beneath his feet composed of countless cherry blossom blades, before speaking coldly.

"The wrong target was targeted."

These words struck Byakuya's heart like an invisible hammer blow.

Sasuke didn't look at him again, and slowly raised his right hand, which had transformed into a blade of lightning.

"Well then... it's time to send you on your way."

As Sasuke finished speaking, the sky changed.

Centered on the Palace of Repentance, a huge vortex appeared in the sky, spinning at an extremely high speed.

The already heavy rain clouds gathered in large swaths, casting a shadow over the entire Confession Palace.

Countless jet-black lightning bolts surged and hissed at the center of the vortex, each flash causing the world below to flicker between light and darkness.

"boom--!!!"

A deep roar came from the depths of the dark clouds without warning!

Under Byakuya Kuchiki's incredulous gaze, a bolt of black lightning drew the first stroke on the canvas of clouds.

The menacing horns pierced the clouds, and then a huge head slowly emerged from the center of the thundercloud vortex, its mane made of wild, black arcs of electricity dancing wildly.

What appeared in their eye sockets were not pupils, but two pure bolts of lightning, one black and one white, indifferently gazing down at everything below.

What finally emerged was its indescribably enormous body.

Azure lightning bolts flowed across its abyss-like, pitch-black body, each pulse causing subtle ripples in the surrounding space.

"..."

Kuchiki Byakuya stood frozen in place.

He looked up at the divine beast descending from the thunderclouds, at the Sharingan eyes looking down at him, his mind blank.

That's... the Bankai of a Zanpakuto?!

Above the sky, Sasuke's right arm, which had transformed into a blade of lightning, suddenly swung down.

"Qilin".

With his final pronouncement, the thunderous beast that had been perched high in the sky slowly opened its enormous maw, which seemed capable of swallowing the sun and moon, and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

It then transformed into a black-blue pillar of light that tore through the sky and earth, and plummeted down!

In that instant, the world seemed to lose all superfluous sounds.

Kuchiki Byakuya felt a dazzling white light before his eyes, and his mind could no longer think.

With her last ounce of will, she shattered the Thousand Cherry Blossoms, and countless shards of cherry blossom blades once again protected her.

Lightning bolts completely engulfed Byakuya and the white tower beneath his feet, a symbol of the laws of Seireitei.

......

boom--!!!

A moment later, a muffled explosion erupted from the center of Seireitei, and a terrifying shockwave spread wildly in all directions like a tsunami.

Countless Grim Reapers simultaneously stopped what they were doing, staring in horror at the center where smoke and lightning shot into the sky.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

What was presented to everyone was a scene that resembled hell.

That towering, thousand-year-old Palace of Repentance has been completely... erased.

Instead, there was a huge crater nearly 100 meters in diameter, with scorched earth at its center, melted by terrifying high temperatures.

On that scorched earth, countless wisps of black flame, like the inextinguishable fires of hell, burned silently, emanating a chilling stillness.

Only the white tower that imprisoned Rukia stood alone amidst this devastating scene.

Sasuke Uchiha's figure silently descended, and his Bankai form was dispelled.

The jet-black hunting robe turned into specks of light and dissipated, transforming back into the shihaka outfit.

He looked down at the scorched earth he had created with his own hands, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Everything is within the calculation.

The scattered black flames that had previously splattered brought high temperatures to this land, enough to cause dramatic changes in air currents.

The "Heavenly Cry" used later was not just for creating a magnetic field, but more importantly, to stimulate the sky.