Ichigo leaves and takes up residence in Soul Society!

Ba Ba Yuan was a little embarrassed.

Because of his excitement, he couldn't control his spiritual pressure and released it haphazardly, which resulted in attracting hordes of Gillian.

"However, this was also part of the original plan."

The Four Palace Masters appeared beside them at some unknown time.

"Well done, Hachihara."

"Hehehe~ While I'm pleased with what you say, isn't this number a bit too much? Perhaps we should split up and take them down one by one, otherwise..."

The blinding red light dyed the night sky crimson, far surpassing the intensity of a sea of ​​fire, making it look as if a dozen small volcanoes were about to erupt simultaneously.

Looking at the Kyrian group in the distance, which seemed to sense the crisis and were gathering together to form a Cero, Hachihara swallowed hard and said the second half of his sentence with a stiff expression: "...This situation could happen."

The Hollow's special technique, "Cero".

Its power surpasses most conventional Kido techniques, and it wouldn't be surprising to suffer severe damage if it hits head-on.

Moreover, it was a bombardment of Cero.

“When I said you did a good job, I was naturally taking this situation into account.”

Faced with such a visually stunning scene, Shinomiya-sama remained remarkably calm, and with a swift step, he charged towards the Kylian group.

The spiritual pressure surged rapidly, quickly reaching its peak.

He gripped the hilt of the knife and whispered the deciphering instructions.

"The eight manifestations..."

“Chendayami”.

The dazzling spiritual light reappeared, as if possessed by the Buddha, displaying terrifying divine power. Every strand of hair showed a tendency to transform into crystals, which was both terrifying and awe-inspiring!

boom!

More than a dozen Cero shots shot out simultaneously.

The scenery of the material world has become blurred.

All that remained was crimson, crimson, crimson, and an inescapable, inescapable surge of spiritual pressure!

next moment.

The Fourth Palace Master narrowed his eyes and drew his sword.

— "Only Flash".

Even in a world where sound seemed to have been stripped away, the sound of blades returning to their sheaths rang out.

The blinding red world was severed in half.

As clean and crisp as cutting paper.

The upper bodies of more than a dozen Kyrians also slid down and fell.

The remaining clouds on the horizon suddenly shattered.

The virtual group in the direction it was in was crushed into dust before it even touched the blade.

Even the shattered space was forcibly smoothed out.

The lightning-fast blade of light, detectable only by spiritual perception, stretched to the horizon and receded into Tokyo Bay...

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Four Palace Masters' Backup Plan

Chenda Yami's "Spiritual Particle Fission" can amplify spiritual pressure by hundreds of times within eight seconds, which is particularly suitable for techniques like "Seven Flashes" and even "Only Flashes" that emphasize extreme killing efficiency and focus on complete concentration.

That being said.

Even a single strike of the sword could instantly obliterate an Adjuchas, let alone when used to enhance "Single Flash".

The power of this attack far exceeded the expectations of Shinomiya-sama and many others.

The atmospheric spiritual particles above the entire city vibrated slightly, as if echoing with the clanging of swords, deeply moving people. The air they inhaled also carried the metallic smell of swords, making their hearts race and unable to slow down.

At the entrance of an abandoned factory blocked by a barrier, Shinji Hirako gazed at the sky, casually taking off his beret and twirling it on his index finger.

"Hey, bald guy! What are you standing there for? Didn't you say you should at least clean up the mess at the door? If you want me to do the work while you watch, I'll slap you across the face with my slipper!"

Hiyori stood aside, urging him on impatiently.

"Idiot, can't you feel such strong spiritual pressure? My hair is sticking up and getting all tangled up like it's been electrocuted, I can't even wear a hat now."

"Huh? I bet it was because his head was shaved and he felt a chill, right?"

"...This time you're right, aren't you?"

"?"

Hiyori paused slightly, looking at Hirako with a puzzled expression.

Upon seeing that serious face, she calmed down considerably, and after a long silence, asked:

So... are we still going out?

"Go where? Although I don't know what got into that bald guy Aizen that he could tolerate such a powerful character appearing right under his nose, or perhaps this inexplicable gathering tonight was prepared for him, it's obvious that—"

Hirako turned around cursing, his gaze sweeping over the other members of the Masked Army who had appeared out of nowhere.

"It's not our place to meddle in other people's business this time."

……

At the entrance of the Urahara store, a group of people made the same decision.

"This is such a lifesaver! I thought I'd have to stay up all night. I even prepared strong tea, which I bought at a high price; it's said to be very effective at refreshing the mind!"

"is it?"

The black cat crouching at Kisuke Urahara's feet calmly licked its paw.

"Can you think of a way to clean up the mess?"

"Ah?"

Kisuke Urahara stared wide-eyed and cried out that he was innocent.

"This isn't my fault, why should I have to clean up the mess?"

"Otherwise, how can you take this opportunity to get in touch with Ichigo Kurosaki and that so-called strongest prodigy in the history of Soul Society and gain their trust?"

Yoruichi snorted coldly, looking as if she had seen through his true colors long ago.

"Don't forget, they have a very good relationship with Aizen. Now you have very few cards left to play. We don't know Aizen's specific plans yet, but the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will be. I can feel that he is playing a big game. Once he succeeds, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Miss Yoruichi's intuition... I certainly trust it, but... sometimes fate is even more unreasonable. The more cunning you are, the more likely you are to face a helpless predicament."

"For example, I never expected that Mr. Kurosaki's son would die."

"As for the claim that he went to Soul Society and was targeted by Aizen, and that their relationship was as good as that of a master and disciple, I think that's quite normal. After all, it's Aizen; he always likes to manipulate people's hearts."

Kisuke Urahara gave a wry smile.

"It sounds like you're not planning to build a good relationship with them in your usual way, and then guide them to discover Aizen's conspiracy."

Yoruichi squinted her cat eyes and asked in surprise.

"That's not something a good person should do. Although I don't mind being called a heartless and unscrupulous businessman, the premise is that I can achieve my goal. But right now I'm more worried that doing that will backfire. In fact, the probability is quite high."

Kisuke Urahara shook his head.

"so."

"so?"

"Why not try going with the flow of fate?"

Speak in a way I can understand!

"--pain!"

Kisuke Urahara, his face covered in blood from Yoruichi's merciless scratching, mumbled, clutching his nose, "What I meant was, even though Mr. Kurosaki's son is gone, isn't there still a very special talent among us?"

"You mean... Orihime Inoue?"

I was half-believing and half-doubting.

"I don't see anything special about her."

"That's precisely what makes it unique."

Kisuke Urahara's answer made Yoruichi fall into deep thought.

indeed.

An ordinary girl from an ordinary background unexpectedly becomes a substitute Grim Reaper.

Those with extraordinary bloodlines, destined for greatness from the moment of their birth, often die young.

It's utterly ironic.

What's even more incomprehensible is...

The girl who became a substitute Grim Reaper may have an ordinary background, but her actions show that she is anything but ordinary.

The death power from another seems to have disrupted some kind of balance.

In addition, the absence of someone's spiritual power has an impact on the surrounding area.

Or rather... suppression.

This resulted in an unpredictable and unknown aspect to Inoue Orihime.

Nobody knows what she will become.

This seems similar to the "possibility" represented by enormous potential, but there are actually some subtle differences.

For as the night has said.

She doesn't possess any enormous potential that's readily apparent.

Even so, things are still full of changes.

It feels like no matter what happens in the future, as long as she is there, there is always a glimmer of hope, giving people the courage to keep moving forward.

In other words, the so-called "hope".

Yoruichi felt a sudden chill and quickly shook her head to dismiss the thought.

No matter how much a mere human girl is born, she cannot rise to that level. At most, she is an "exception" born by chance among humans, a situation that has occurred in history.

Many outstanding individuals were born into poverty and achieved success through the times.

Karakura Town, as a contemporary spiritual site, already possesses extremely strong supernatural properties, so it's quite reasonable for it to give rise to one or two original "freaks".

Thinking about it this way, Yoru felt relieved.

"Tonight's commotion is also related to that young girl. Just to be on the safe side, I'll go check on the situation."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Yoruichi~"

"Don't just sit idly by. With something this big happening, the Soul Society definitely won't stand idly by. Think of a good plan for what to do next."

Kisuke Urahara watched Yoruichi disappear into the night, and said with a wry smile:

"...Yes, I should also consider a solution."

"I wonder if sitting down and having a proper talk with Aizen would make him give up that pathetic idea... Haha, Yoruichi should really hear this lame joke."

The bittersweet laughter melted away in the increasingly sultry night breeze.

……

The wind, burning hot from the spiritual pressure, blew across my face.

The light emanating from the Four Palaces Venerable's body dimmed rapidly, like a flame of life extinguished.

Hachiyahara and Rindou quickly stepped forward to help, but Shinomiya-zun waved his hand and declined.

"I am fine."

Seeing that he still had the energy to establish a spiritual foothold in the air, the two were much relieved.

Little did they know that the Four Palaces Lord used up his two uses of the "Complex Potion" immediately after his Shikai ended.

After all, he was in the present world where spiritual energy was scarce, so recovery was particularly slow. In addition, the situation was not yet fully clear, so he would not allow himself to be in a predicament.