Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

In his perception, the spiritual pressure, aura, and even the face of the man opposite him were exactly the same as those of his mortal enemy from a thousand years ago.

Even if the power seems slightly weaker than it was a thousand years ago, it can be explained by the fact that "the Soul Society reacted too quickly, and the enemy did not have time to fully recover their power."

Perhaps it is because I have made some progress over the past thousand years.

But in short...

“It’s over, Yhwach.” He exhaled heavily, the air distorted, and the man opposite him appeared twisted and tangled in his vision.

Opposite him, the long-haired man with black hair raised his broadsword, seemingly still wanting to resist.

But Yamamoto Genryusai did not give him any more chances.

"Remnant Fire Taishou·North——"

The old man's white beard danced wildly in the heat as he swung his sword horizontally.

"The world turned to ashes!"

All the spiritual pressure and heat were compressed onto that single point on the blade tip, moving at an extremely fast speed, instantly devouring everything the blade touched.

Yhwach was powerless to resist and was cut in half at the waist. His body arched and he fell uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground.

High in the sky, Sasuke's six tomoe eyes spun, focusing all his attention on the eyes of the fallen man.

Guilt, remorse, and shame.

The only thing missing was the resentment of a true king.

That's the look in a weak person's eyes.

But a person who was defeated by Yamamoto Genryusai a thousand years ago, and then regrouped and launched another war to destroy the world a thousand years later, could not possibly be weak.

Sasuke turned his head and looked at Haschwalth opposite him.

The man's handsome face showed no unusual expression.

They remained indifferent as they watched their "leader" being cut in half at the waist.

This further confirms Sasuke's inner thoughts.

“That guy isn’t Yhwach,” Sasuke said with certainty.

Hasward smiled slightly and did not deny it: "You are much smarter than Yamamoto Genryusai."

And below.

As the Zanpakuto in Yamamoto Genryusai's hand gradually lost its charred texture, the scattered sparks of fire dissipated, and it degenerated into the most ordinary Zanpakuto form.

Lying on the ground, Yhwach let out a painful wail and offered a soft, devout apology.

"I am very sorry, but it is beyond my ability."

The two short sentences, though spoken amidst the pattering raindrops, were still heard with remarkable clarity by Yamamoto Genryusai.

He couldn't believe it.

An apology? From a subordinate?!

As the King of the Wandenreich and the leader of all Quincy, to whom does he refer to himself as "his subordinate"?!

Having lost the war he himself started, to whom should he express his apologies?

"Lord Yhwach..."

The man, who was lying on the ground but not completely dead, struggled to raise his hand and futilely grasped at the void.

Yamamoto Genryusai stared wide-eyed and peered over, exclaiming, "You bastard! Just who are you?"

He realized that this was not Yhwach.

As the old man roared, the face of the man on the ground, who originally had long black hair and a mustache, began to change like a melting wax figure.

Hair loss and facial reconstruction.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from Yhwach into a strange man with a bald head and a third eye in the center of his forehead.

"A counterfeit..."

Yamamoto Genryusai was furious, but before he could make his next move...

A dazzling blue light suddenly burst forth not far from the First Squad's barracks.

That is the "Holy Arrow of Annihilation"!

But it is ten or even a hundred times larger than a regular annihilation arrow!

With overwhelming force, the First Division's barracks were completely destroyed in an instant.

The terrifying aftershocks of spiritual energy swept outwards in all directions, tearing buildings along the way to shreds as if they were made of paper.

Several stray beams of spiritual energy even shot towards Sasuke in the sky like sharp swords.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, the swirling black flames instantly devoured the approaching beams of spiritual energy.

He looked down at the center of the bursting light below, his expression grave.

If the other party hadn't deliberately detonated his spiritual pressure to reveal his whereabouts, I probably would never have been able to catch him with his bizarre method of concealment.

In the center of the battlefield, a figure draped in a dark red cloak and with long black hair reaching his waist slowly emerged from the shadows.

The true, invisible empire's king, Yhwach.

"Yhwach! You cowardly bastard!" Yamamoto Genryusai stared intently at the man who had just appeared.

But Yhwach ignored him, lowering his head slightly to look at his subordinates lying in pools of blood.

"No need to apologize, you did a great job."

"The Sternritter, the holy letter 'Y', you yourself, Lloyd Lloyd."

Upon hearing these words, Lloyd on the ground gave a miserable laugh.

"Is that so, Your Majesty?"

"Are you praising me? I'm truly honored..."

Yhwach gently raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at Lloyd.

"Sleep peacefully," he murmured softly.

At his fingertip, a point of pale blue spiritual energy instantly condensed, ejected, and pierced through Lloyd's skull, then devoured him, granting him his final death.

"What are you doing, hiding your head and tail, Yhwach?"

Yamamoto Genryusai stood with his sword drawn in front of him.

"What's under the First Division's roof?" Yhwach turned around and smiled.

What was Yamamoto Genryusai thinking?

“He is, in my opinion, the one in the world who has the best chance of traveling with me right now,” Yhwach said softly. “That’s right. While Lloyd was holding you back, I went down to see him myself.”

"But unsurprisingly, he refused."

Yamamoto Genryusai coldly mocked, "Should I praise him? Although he betrayed the Gotei 13, at least he still has the backbone of a Shinigami and has not betrayed his position as a Shinigami."

"Death?" Yhwach laughed dismissively. "What betrayal can something about to perish have?"

"So, Yamamoto Shigekuni, do you still have the strength to fight me?"

"How could there not be!" Yamamoto Genryusai gripped his sword tightly. "How much effort would it take for me to eliminate a mere imposter?!"

He poured his spiritual pressure into the sword once more without reservation, preparing for this final, desperate battle.

"Swastika!"

"Remaining fire——"

The charred, withered wood texture spread across the blade once again.

At the same time, Yhwach calmly took out a star-cross badge from his pocket and began to softly chant a mantra.

"Dissolve, sea into clouds, clouds into rain, rain into fog..."

"The tangible becomes intangible, our joy ends, the wine cups are poured to the ground, come!"

As the incantation was chanted, swirling black, streamlined streams of spiritual pressure churned within the small star-shaped incantation.

"what?!"

Yamamoto Genryusai stared in astonishment, his Zanpakuto unleashing streams of fiery red spiritual energy that compressed towards the star emblem.

"This is stealing Bankai?!"

"How is this possible?! Lloyd clearly couldn't steal my Bankai! You didn't even have time to analyze my power!"

"Don't show that ignorant look, Yamamoto Shigekuni."

Yhwach chuckled softly, holding the star emblem that had completely devoured the "Broken Blade" in his hand, his expression arrogant.

"You have a clear understanding of yourself, knowing that you are not a smart person, so you shouldn't presume to guess our abilities."

"Your Bankai is not something that cannot be taken away."

"The reason why Lloyd Lloyd doesn't use this ability on you is very simple."

"It's not that there's no analysis, but rather that your power is too immense."

"No one but me can control your immense power."

“You’ve grown old.” Yhwach raised his hand, the bowstring stretched across his head, and an arrow gently shot down, embedding itself in the ground and solidifying into a spirit light sword.

"Just because you were lucky enough to beat me once a thousand years ago, you've become so blindly confident."

"Even though I experienced what happened with Aizen Sousuke, even though I know that illusions and disguises that deceive the five senses exist in this world..."

"How could you so easily believe in the strength of an imposter and squander your power without reservation?"

"Goodbye, Yamamoto Shigekuni."

At that moment, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's eyes suddenly lowered.

He did not dodge.

He didn't raise his knife to block.

In fact, even without his Bankai, he remains the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13.