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

Unohana paused, her movements continuing, but her brows furrowed slightly: "You mean 'a scholar who has been away for three days'?"

"..."

Long swords clashed, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

"Where is the real Unohana? You must have killed her, I will avenge her!"

Saito, who was immortal, was furious and immediately activated his Bankai ability, causing a powerful gust of wind to create countless ripples in the blood pool.

The next moment, her body seemed to melt into the wind, disappearing from Unohana's sight.

With so many Grim Reapers present, including many powerful captains, no one could determine her movement trajectory under comprehensive surveillance!

"This way!"

Based solely on intuition, Unohana Yachiru's [Spirit Relic] took a step to the northeast, and the long sword in her hand transformed into a slender blood blade, clashing with the suddenly appearing Saito.

"Even if it's a fake, is it still Kenpachi?"

Saito licked his lips, somewhat excited: "I've wanted to cut you down a thousand years ago and take this position myself!"

Friendship is friendship, and battle is battle—if he could defeat Yamamoto, Saito would be willing to serve as Captain-Commander for a few days for fun.

"He's already so old, yet he's still so full of passion!"

The slender blood blade stretched infinitely, then turned sharply back in the void. Without human control, fierce slashes came from all directions towards Saito.

"I'm still very young!"

Saito's heart stirred, and the invisible wind pressure transformed into a giant hand, protecting her as if holding a flower bud. The blood blade froze after it pierced through.

"But you, the real Unohana wouldn't be as lively as you. She never says a word when she's killing someone!"

call out!

The two figures disappeared, but ripples appeared on the surface of the blood pool.

What are the most basic slashing techniques and Shunpo (instant step) for ordinary Shinigami are quite different when used by them.

Although there were no advanced techniques involved, every bit of force, every angle, and every inch of distance was perfectly controlled, as if it had been precisely measured. Even with the most critical eye, no flaws could be found.

"too slow!"

Clang!

Amidst the clanging of steel, Unohana's attacks were interrupted time and again, but she never faltered before switching to another tactic, either continuing her attack or blocking Saito's counterattacks.

Fighting against it is not about fighting a samurai wielding a Zanpakuto, but about fighting against the very concept of "slaughter" that has transformed into countless blades!

"too slow!"

Saito repeated this sentence.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and she drew her sword with her right hand in an iaido stance, but the real attack had already transformed into an invisible blade that swept past Unohana Retsu's body.

laugh!

The woman's white haori was instantly stained with blood!

"you are too slow!"

"go to hell!"

Unohana Retsu had only one person in her eyes, completely disregarding the fact that her back was exposed to Iori and the others. Her mind was solely focused on how to kill the person in front of her.

"I said you're too slow—didn't you hear me?!"

So Saito responded with his own blade!

It was like an unconventional waltz, with longswords as intertwined dancing shoes and the blood pool as a stage exclusively for the two of them.

With the intention of beheading their opponent, the relentless and intense swordplay caused ripples to spread across the surface of the blood pool.

Sharp blades pierce skin, razor blades slice through muscle, steel cleaves bone—Saito, immortal and ageless, wields his Zanpakuto, unleashing tangible and intangible attacks upon his opponent at a speed beyond description, like sunlight…

The moment you realize it, you've already been "penetrated"!

喀～

Unohana's body cracked like a delicate porcelain doll, yet she remained unaffected. Even with her Achilles tendons severed, she ran with a comical posture like a crippled wild dog, unleashing different sword techniques with her bizarre self, their power undiminished.

"A beast... its appearance has remained unchanged from a thousand years ago to the present!"

Within this pool of blood, the only permitted fighting methods are sword against sword, fist against fist, and beast against beast!

This endless slaughter will not stop until one side is completely defeated or has achieved its goal!

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Unohana used her only free right hand to hold the knife and plunge it into the blood pool to support her body.

"Looks like my 'memory' is faulty. In a pure contest of skill and strength, you're still superior to me."

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually not having an easy time either."

Saito shook his head. "Besides, this is indeed your home turf, isn't it?"

“Indeed, since it’s an ‘imposter,’ I don’t need to abide by the rules set by the original… Heal me, all is lost!”

Unohana lowered her eyelids and sighed softly. The next moment, the blood beneath her feet surged as if boiling, turning into streaks of blood that crawled up her body and then repaired her injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye, even covering the horrific wounds that exposed the white bones.

This may be the only advantage Unohana's Bankai has over her: she can use the blood pool to heal others, including herself.

Unless she doesn't want to live anymore, being in the blood pool is like soaking in a resurrection fountain, with endless healing of external injuries, making her almost invincible in close combat.

"the same!"

Saito watched coldly, then quickly disappeared from the spot.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

"[All gone]!"

He casually grabbed a handful of blood from the pool and transformed it into a curved blade!

As long as her body can still move, she can continue fighting, which is a matter of course for Unohana Yachiru.

In just a few dozen seconds, Unohana's thigh, right chest, neck, and left arm were all attacked, and blood kept flowing from her body and into the blood pool below.

The outcome was already decided—that's what everyone thought.

"From now on, I'm Kenpachi too!"

In high spirits, Saito ignored the fact that the current Kenpachi was still alive and directly delivered a victory speech.

"I would never be in such a sorry state as you... Just what are you?!"

"—!"

Linghai drew back the blood blade with both hands. The pure liquid was now a versatile blade that could adapt to any situation requiring a sword. With a wave of her hand, it pierced through the air as swiftly as lightning. The sudden change of direction caused Saito to miss her chance and be stabbed in the tsuba by the blood-red blade, forcing her to retreat continuously.

"Still want to resist? No problem~"

Saito grinned: "Let me cut open your stomach and see what it's all about!"

……

【Ding! 】

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Regardless of whether you are interacting with men or women, you are more likely to gain a dominant position, not because of crude language, but because of the will of a ruler that can subdue everyone.

The stronger a woman's appearance and personality are around you, the easier it is to discover a side of yourself that she doesn't usually reveal.

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"Gulp! I'm not reconciled..."

Despite her stubbornness, Retsu Unohana (the spirit body) finally collapsed, and the blood pool that had sealed off the surrounding area shattered instantly, turning into a massive amount of steam that dissipated.

Her Bankai has an extremely large attack range and speed, and can also heal herself and her enemies, making it very suitable for "fighting a lot of bad battles". Under normal circumstances, once she opens her Blood Pool, unless she encounters someone like Yamamoto who uses brute force to overcome skill, no matter how many captains there are, they will be trapped by her.

Then came the endless cycle of mutual slaughter...

However, Saito's strength was already superior to hers, and he had already won the battle. After Iori made her move, he ignored the healing effect of the blood pool and finished her off directly.

The moment the barrier was broken, Iori reached out and pinched a round bead that looked like jade with her fingertips, and there were some spiritual energy fluctuations on it.

—This is the true form of the [Spirit Remains].

'Such an obvious thing, yet the captains in the original story didn't notice it after winning, forcing them to fight a second round...'

Iori shook her head, put the bead away, and lamented the plot holes in the anime.

Captain-level Shinigami have extremely sharp spiritual pressure perception, and their five senses far surpass those of ordinary people. Although this bead looks inconspicuous, it cannot be hidden from view... It can only be said that the Supreme Will caused the captains to collectively overlook it.

"If there are still many of these 'things,' and they've already allied with the Quincy... this stretch of road to Seireitei won't be peaceful."

"Alright then, I'll leave the main force to Captain Yezhou and Cang Chun. I'll lead the way as the scout."

"My Zanpakuto can sense enemy activity over a wide area."

Saito had just finished a major battle, but he was full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue.

"I'll go with you."

"Alright."

Iori ignored the strange looks from Hikifune and Mayuri Kurotsuchi, and did not explain the matter of the orb. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the soldiers to perk up and obey his command to continue marching towards Seireitei.

……

In a secluded alley in the second district of Rukongai, about a thousand Quincy dressed in white uniforms had gathered.

[Already in position]

[Already in position]

……

"Alright, all teams, stand by where you are for now, and launch your attack after they arrive."

Inside a loft at a vantage point, a lazy man in a uniform of a higher grade, with a star-cross cloak on his back, leaned back in his chair. After his subordinates finished their report, he relaxed and casually gave a few instructions before putting down his communication device.

"About a thousand people... Apart from the Knights and their direct troops, almost all the Quincy that could be mobilized have come. What a huge force. But it's just a matter of waiting in ambush to deal with a tired army. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

The lazy man took out a badge engraved with a cross from his cloak. The badge glowed slightly blue before settling down, revealing a look of obsession and fanaticism in his eyes. He said softly, "With His Majesty's power... even a captain is nothing but a chicken or a dog!"

He was excited because this was an opportunity for him to rise to power.

The true core of the [Invisible Empire], represented by Hasward and Lijebaro, are the remnants of a thousand years. Their positions are unshakeable. Even the slightly lower positions are firmly occupied by members of the Knights themselves. No Quincy born in the past thousand years can compete with them.

He is already a rising star among the new generation, having joined the current generation of the Sternritter, but he is just an ordinary member and cannot join the inner circle, let alone the "Royal Guard".

However, if he can eliminate a few captains for Yhwach, he will be the one with the greatest merit in this war, and even Haschwald and others cannot stop him from taking the position!

As for the strength of the Grim Reaper's side, he felt there was no need to be careful; they could simply crush them with sheer power.

Because Yhwach bestowed upon the Knights this special emblem, which possesses the magical power to usurp the Bankai of Shinigami!

What does losing Bankai mean for a Shinigami? It means having most of their fighting power crippled!