Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"Silver City!"

Several figures appeared instantly from all directions and landed beside Yin Cheng.

It was Liluca, Yukio, Jackie, and other Fullbringers.

Looking at the devastated battlefield before them, and then at Ichigo radiating terrifying spiritual pressure in mid-air, their expressions turned extremely grim.

"What on earth is going on?" Liluka bit her lip, her eyes filled with panic. "Wasn't Ichigo Kurosaki's power already taken away?"

"That level of spiritual pressure is like a completely different person!" Yukio pushed up her glasses, and red warning data was flashing wildly on the screen of the game console in her hand.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yin Cheng suddenly turned around and roared at his companions, "Quick! Give me your strength!"

"If I combine everyone's power, I can surpass that guy's power!"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Liluca stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Give you the power? What about us then?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yin Cheng's face was contorted with rage. He swung his greatsword sharply, the tip pointing at the crowd. "If we don't do this, we'll all die here today!"

"Do you want to be slaughtered like chickens by these Grim Reapers?!"

Seeing Yincheng's almost crazed eyes and the menacing Grim Reapers opposite them, the Fullbringers exchanged glances and finally gritted their teeth.

"Tsk, I just can't do anything with you."

"Since you put it that way, then take it!"

The group stretched out their hands, releasing their spiritual pressure, which flowed continuously into Yin Cheng's body.

As the power surged in, Yin Cheng's injuries healed at a visible speed, and his aura began to rise steadily.

“That’s right, that’s it!” Yin Cheng felt the expanding power within his body, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, still struggling in its death throes?"

On the other side, Toshiro Hitsugaya coldly watched this scene, the Hyōrinmaru in his hand radiating a chilling aura.

"Now that they've all gathered together, things are much easier."

Madarame Ikkaku, carrying Hozukimaru on his back, excitedly licked his lips: "That brat with the game console is mine now! He looks pretty interesting!"

“Then I’ll choose the woman playing with the doll.” Rukia drew her sword, Sode no Shirayuki, and locked her gaze on Liluka.

"Seriously, what a bunch of troublesome people." Renji scratched his head and looked at the woman in boots. "Then I'll play along with this lady."

The Grim Reapers quickly chose their opponents, their fighting spirit high.

Kenpachi Zaraki, however, had absolutely no interest in those seemingly frail Fullbringers.

He walked heavily to Sasuke, revealing his signature sinister smile.

"Hey, kid."

Kenpachi grinned, staring intently at Sasuke. "Those small fry over there look too boring. I'm too lazy to bother with them."

He pointed to the chaotic battlefield over there, and then pointed to himself.

"Let's have another fight after this is resolved."

Kenpachi's voice was filled with a thirst for battle, "I was really annoyed when you tricked me with that weird move last time."

"This time, I'm going to cut you in half!"

Sasuke glanced at him and replied indifferently, "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Ha! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Kenpachi laughed loudly, turned around and walked to the side, finding a spot with a good view to sit down.

And in the heart of the battlefield.

Having gained the power of his companions, Ginjo's aura had now surged to an astonishing level.

The white bone armor behind him grew even thicker, and the greatsword in his hand emitted a chilling red light.

"Ichigo Kurosaki!"

Yincheng let out a roar, and his entire body transformed into a red meteor, soaring straight into the sky.

"Come on! Let's settle this up there!"

"Just as I wish!"

Ichigo's body jolted, and he too transformed into a blue streak of light, chasing after Ginjo as he soared into the sky.

Two immense spiritual pressures collided violently in the air, creating a deafening roar that echoed throughout Karakura Town.

On the ground, the other Fullbringers were also engaged in fierce battles with their chosen Death opponents.

Only one person remained motionless.

Hidekuro Tsukishima.

He held a long sword in his hand, standing quietly at the edge of the chaotic battlefield, his gaze passing over the people engaged in fierce fighting, finally landing on Sasuke.

"That's really surprising."

Tsukishima adjusted his glasses and walked gracefully toward Sasuke. "I originally thought that these Shinigami were the most troublesome variables."

He raised the long sword in his hand, the tip pointing at Sasuke.

"I never imagined that the real monster had been hiding in the back all along."

"Oh?"

Sasuke looked at the blade pointing at him, raised an eyebrow slightly, and gave a playful look.

"After witnessing my power, do you still have the courage to draw your sword against me?"

The spiritual pressure that erupted just now was enough to make anyone with even a little bit of perception feel despair.

Is this man overconfident, or is he courting death?

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Tsukishima sighed, a hint of helplessness in his expression. "If I don't defeat you, even if Ginjo wins over there, it won't make a difference, will it?"

Sasuke turned around and looked up at the bright full moon in the sky.

The moonlight shone on his silver hair, giving it a cool, clear glow.

"I'm thinking..."

Sasuke's voice was soft, "You choosing me as your opponent is perhaps something to be thankful for."

"Thankful?"

Tsukishima paused slightly, not lowering the knife in his hand, but asked softly, "What do you mean?"

"That guy, Ichigo Kurosaki..."

Sasuke still had his back to Tsukishima. "Although he's a fool who gained immense power, he's still a naive idiot at heart."

"Although he was driven by rage at the time, and it looked like he wanted to kill you..."

Sasuke tilted his head slightly and glanced at Tsukishima out of the corner of his eye.

"But I don't think he could have completely dodged your attack given his condition at the time."

"Your knife, if it makes just one cut, can rewrite the past, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tsukishima's eyes narrowed slightly.

"So what? What you're saying seems to be that..."

"If it were you, would you be completely immune to my attacks?"

"It's not just a feeling."

Sasuke's voice was confident.

"It's true."

"How arrogant!"

A cold glint flashed in Tsukishima's eyes. With a swift movement, he pounced forward like a ghost.

He drew a cunning arc with his long sword, aiming for Sasuke's nape.

Just as the blade was about to touch Sasuke's clothes, a jet-black flame erupted from Sasuke's body!

The flames, like a living barrier, precisely blocked the blade's path.

"what?!"

Tsukishima's pupils contracted, and he forcibly sheathed his sword and retreated.

He looked at the black flames behind Sasuke and felt a strong sense of dread.

There were no hand seals, no chanting, and not even a turn of the head.

Is it possible to control this level of defense simply through willpower?

Sasuke still had his back to him, and a cold voice came from in front of him.

"I really hate your fighting style."

"Using someone else's memories, manipulating their emotions, and driving a naive person to the brink of despair through such despicable means..."

He slowly turned around, his golden Rinnegan radiating a captivating aura under the moonlight.

"Absolutely disgusting."

Looking into those eyes, Tsukishima felt a sudden pang of fear, but the smile on his face did not disappear.

"Despicable? Disgusting?" He chuckled lightly. "What does it matter what methods are used as long as we can win?"

"In this world, only results matter, don't they?"

"The result...?"

Sasuke looked at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Since you care so much about the outcome, then I'll give you an outcome."