You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"His spiritual pressure is sealed, yet he's relying on brute force... Oh no, I can't hold him for long!"

"The Sixty-Six Pillars of Light Prison of Binding!"

"Seventy-five Iron Piercing Pillars of Binding Spell!"

"The ninety-nine taboos of Binding Dao - the second series of swastika taboos!"

The advanced binding spell that breaks the incantation, and the additional incantation of the ninety-ninth binding spell!

A dazzling light pierced Iori's waist and formed a circle around him. Layers of white bandages wrapped around his entire body. Dozens of iron spikes fell from the sky to seal his meridians. Then, heavy steel pillars fell one by one, smashing him into the ground!

"……finished?"

Yuuki, disguised as her younger brother, pursed her lips, and even she began to worry about Iori.

Although I have great confidence in Iori, this is indeed a pressure that no Shinigami can bear!

Of course, even if Rin is captured by the Thirteenth Team, as long as she doesn't die on the spot, Yuuki is confident that she can pull off a surprise rescue.

However... she had no reason to do so.

This was a plan decided by Iori himself. Yuuki was only invited to cooperate with him to seize the foundation of the Tsunayashiro family. She had no obligation to cover for him.

The relationship between the siblings has never been one of unconditional giving and care...

That's right! She shouldn't have intervened to save a reckless man who couldn't control the situation!

...But why...why was she so hesitant?

Never mind that for now—Yuuki gripped the [Mirror Flower, Water Moon] tightly.

But just before she could take any action, a terrifying spiritual pressure was released from under the heavy binding spells. The horrifying fluctuations even stirred up a physical gale, causing everyone to squint and reveal expressions of disbelief.

"Spiritual pressure materialization... it can actually be increased?!"

"That's not your full strength?" Yuuki gritted her teeth, feeling a greater sense of resentment than the others.

The gap... seems to be widening.

Boom! ! ! !

In the violent explosion, the iron pillar was thrown hundreds of meters into the air, the bandages broke apart layer by layer, and iron nails flew out one after another. In the shattered light, a figure stood in the huge crater. The spiritual pressure that had solidified into a substance swayed around him like the shadow of a demon, wantonly distorting space and light.

Then, he looked at Ukitake—the weakest link on the battlefield.

"Target locked..."

"careful!"

Shunsui made the first move, unleashing a vortex of spiritual pressure as swift as water and wind with a wave of her twin swords.

“I’m not good at it, I’m happy!”

Iori showed no joy or sorrow, calmly raising his red iron greatsword—

hum!

The spiritual pressure vortex shrank rapidly and then disappeared, as if it had never existed... It was a perfect replica of Ukitake absorbing Iori's attack just now!

This scene stunned the captains. Chunshui subconsciously looked at Fuzhu, who was pale-faced and clutching his chest, looking lost in thought, seemingly unable to explain what had happened.

【The Usurper of Greed】The greatest use of this move may not be to steal skills, but to create a moment of distraction at a crucial moment in the battle—Iori's actions are faster than her thoughts, and she activates the Hibiki and comes to Shunsui's front to swing her sword.

Clang!

Kiryuu used her Zanpakuto to block the sword, but the powerful force forced her to kneel on one knee.

But despite this obstacle, Aizen Iori arrived with Shunpo, unleashing a powerful water jet that forced the Hollow back.

In mid-air, a figure flashed above Iori; it was Kyoraku Shunsui, expressionless: "Zhan Gui—the one with the highest rank wins!"

With a swing of the twin swords, Iori, who was parrying with his sword, was inevitably cleaved down and crashed heavily to the ground. Even with his strong physique, he felt a sharp pain from the impact.

Compared to "Shadow Ghost," the rules of this new game are simple and clear: the person in a higher position will have an advantage, and the winning blow cannot be blocked by brute force alone; even if you are not directly hit, your internal organs will be shaken.

Let's play one more time!

Kyoraku Shunsui followed suit and launched another attack from above. The Hollow who caught the twin swords was forced to kneel on the ground, showing his exhaustion for the first time.

But before Chunshui could even laugh, Yizhi looked up at him—

Not good!

A bad premonition flashed through the man's mind, but Iori was far faster than him, her left hand piercing the shadow beneath Chunshui's feet like a knife—

puff!

A burst of blood erupted from the center of Chunshui's chest.

"Stepping on your shadow means you lose... I've got you."

"No, that's impossible, I clearly didn't unfold it..."

"Of course, because from now on it's my game (Shadow Ghost)!"

Iori raised her greatsword, her aquamarine spiritual pressure gathering like wind, releasing the previously absorbed energy directly at Shunsui—

“I’m not good at it, I’m happy!”

The captain of the 8th Division was thrown into the air by the explosion.

"Kyoto Raku!"

Ukitake shouted with all his might, but in his disordered state of mind, he did not immediately notice the spiritual pressure fluctuations emanating from the sound.

What are you looking at?

Bang!

With a simple punch, the handsome man with long white hair was slammed into the wall.

Kiryu's lightning-type demonic arts also struck Iori, but he didn't even dodge and ignored it. The sword pressure he casually released was like thousands of sharp blades cutting through the street. The beautiful woman could only resist for a moment before being buried in the ruins.

Finally, Iori, who had practically annihilated three captains in an instant, looked at the disguised Yuuki and Retsu Unohana, who had never released her Zanpakuto:

"Aren't you going to draw your sword?"

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Chapter 323 Pain, the Deva Path, sends a congratulatory telegram.

Iori pointed his sword at Retsu Unohana, but the first Kenpachi remained silent and did not reveal his true colors as I had imagined.

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

In a hoarse, low voice, Iori said with regret, "Your scent... is more dangerous than other Grim Reapers, just like mine... soaked in blood."

"Because no flaw was found."

Unohana calmly surveyed the entire room, her gaze sweeping over Shunsui and the others before settling on Iori.

"Faced with the wavering and unease of an unfavorable situation—you show no signs of it, always leaving room for maneuver, treating this battle as a hunt rather than a breakout."

Even if the battle is lost, the wounded must be recovered to ensure the lives of the captains—that was my judgment.

"……correct."

Iori said with considerable admiration, "But are you confident that you can... save these people from me?"

"If Captain Aizen and I join forces, we are confident that we can protect ourselves. Time is very precious to you, and if it drags on, we would be happy to see it happen."

Unohana's words were loaded with meaning, but Iori didn't react at all.

Then, her voice remained completely still, revealing an unwavering composure like an iceberg: "You seem to possess reason and wisdom, as evidenced by the battle just now. May I ask your name... and why you are here in Seireitei?"

"Would saying that... change our hostile stance?"

Iori's question silenced Unohana, who then shook her head.

"Even if there are other hidden reasons, you have objectively caused enormous damage to Seireitei."

"That's right."

Even so, after a pause, Iori spoke up: "My memories are a bit jumbled... I can't tell you my name, but there's one thing I remember very clearly—I wasn't born in this place you call 'Seireitei'."

As Daxu narrated, it was noticeable that his speech became much smoother than at the beginning, as if someone who hadn't spoken for a long time was quickly regaining their language ability.

“My consciousness has been in a state of chaos for a long time, and I don’t know how long I have been waiting for this day… I can feel… some profound cause calling me from afar… I must go to that place!”

"Is it a 'hollow circle'?"

Upon hearing this, Unohana's expression darkened: "So, it really is Tsuna and the others... yet another secret hidden in the shadows."

"You... your companion was defeated, aren't you angry about that?"

Iori changed the subject and asked.

"Such things always happen on the battlefield. Although they are quite tragic, I think the band leader and the others were already prepared for the consequences."

Retsu Unohana smiled as she looked at the humanoid Hollow: "All the Shinigami captains present have the courage to sacrifice themselves—would you be willing to stay and go to Hell with us?"

This woman!

Beneath the mask, Iori's lips curled into a playful smile.

If he were truly just a Vasto Lorde, acting solely on impulse, he would give his all for Unohana's words!

"I'm very interested..."

Just as Iori was about to say something, her voice suddenly stopped, her attention drawn to an unusual spiritual pressure coming from another direction.

"This is?"

It's still quite a distance from the source, but the oppressive force of countless battlefields, as if it had turned the entire world into mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

"My throat is a little dry... The flames... are getting closer."

The phallus-like Hollow gazed at the distant horizon of Seireitei and murmured, "Is there some special being...? Is this also a Shinigami?"

"Yes."

Unohana showed no sign of relaxing at the arrival of reinforcements; on the contrary, she became even more serious than before, and the smile on her face completely disappeared.

"It must be our Captain-General."

"amazing……"

Hollow turned his head and looked directly at Unohana: "You don't seem happy?"

"No, it's just that I feel heavy-hearted about the battle ahead."

Unohana seemed to foresee something, "The ashes of corpses will cover the entire Seireitei... Such a price must be paid to slay an enemy like you."

"How exciting... the Captain-Commander?"

Iori gripped the Undying Blade and pointed it diagonally at the ground: "No one, no matter who they are, can stop me from gaining freedom!"

But just as Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni appeared, leading Yoruichi and the others who were injured, the sky above Seireitei suddenly distorted!

The lines intertwined, and the space folded up like a rolled-up piece of paper or cloth. After a muffled sound, it opened a pitch-black maw, revealing a deep, mysterious cavity that led to an unknown destination.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

One after another, the Killian hulls crowded inside the giant maw, stretching their heads toward the Soul Society like hungry baby birds.

At the edge, several half-humanoid Hollows, radiating powerful energy, stood guard. Although they hadn't crossed the boundary yet, their mere gazes were enough to put the group of captain-level powerhouses on high alert.

These guys are different from ordinary Hollows!

Before the Grim Reaper could react, a square golden iris fell from the sky and enveloped the humanoid Hollow that Iori was playing.

"what?!"

"That is……"

"It's a reflective film!"

"Damn it! Why are there so many Hollows?!"

The so-called "anti-membrane" is a beam of light used by the Hollows to save their kind. The inside and outside of it are two completely isolated worlds. Once a target is surrounded by this light, it is as if they are in another space, and people outside the anti-membrane can never touch them!

Its principle is similar to the forbidden-level demonic arts such as "time freeze," which is normally extremely difficult to master. Only those with exceptionally high sensitivity to space can acquire talents like the Black Cavity and the Reverse Membrane.