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

Unohana was quite impressed. "But are you really that confident?"

"Ok?"

"He's no ordinary Grim Reaper."

Om-!

As if echoing that statement, a soaring aura erupted from the ground, tearing open the clouds in the Seireitei sky and revealing a vast expanse of blue for thousands of meters. Yuuki and Unohana were immediately impacted, and a fierce gust of wind blew their Shinigami uniforms tightly against their bodies.

Yuuki's eyes widened in surprise: "There's actually such power..."

The next moment, surging lightning tore through the darkness, devouring everything around it like a ferocious beast. The continuous explosions and bombardments forced the two female Grim Reapers to retreat.

"Yuki... her spirit remains?"

Iori appeared amidst the lightning, still pierced by light spikes, making her movements slightly stiff, but her aura was not to be underestimated.

His expression was complex and indescribable, his eyes looking at Yuki with a thousand unspoken words.

"You're not a spirit... Sister, is it you?"

"...There was a calculation error."

Yuuki wasn't afraid. Even without considering her backup plan, her own strength had already surpassed the limits of a Shinigami, while Iori, though seemingly powerful, was clearly at her limit.

"You can unleash such power even under the Ghost Path seal; it's truly unfathomable... What, shouldn't you be happy to see your sister 'come back to life'?"

"It really is you—" Iori closed her eyes, as if resigned to her fate.

She immediately opened her eyes, her gaze now incredibly resolute: "Was all of this your doing, sister? Why would you do such a thing? There's no reason at all!"

"Naive... You and I are the same kind of people, destined to stand in the heavens, not to live a mediocre life on the ground!"

But the difference is that you only possess the power of a transcendent being, but lack the heart to ascend to godhood, while I—”

Yuki stretched out her slender white fingers and pulled down her clothes, revealing her fair and smooth collarbone, the bulging mounds, and the blue gem embedded in the center of her collarbone, which seemed to conceal the entire universe.

"I have everything I need now!"

"...What exactly do you want to do? Is it just to rule the Three Realms? That kind of thing...is meaningless."

Iori cried out in anguish, "Even if we live on Earth, as long as everyone is happy, isn't that enough?!"

To me, you and my mother-in-law are both family. As long as we're all together, I feel incredibly at ease... I don't need to pursue anything else to prove myself!

“Iori…”

Yuki's eyes softened by three points.

"Oh right, there's also Ice Beauty, Akame, Saito, Sera... and Nemuru."

Iori clutched her chest, her voice filled with genuine emotion: "A family should be together, isn't it good to live with us, sister!"

"..."

There seems to be a name I've never heard of before...

boom!

Yuuki unleashed an astonishing surge of spiritual pressure, her jet-black hair swaying gently as if floating in water.

His body transformed into a stream of light, appearing directly in front of Iori, where his slender and elegant Zanpakuto and Meikyō Shisui clashed together.

As expected, her strength has now increased to a dimensional level, allowing her to steadily suppress Iori and even causing the weakened boy to sway and nearly kneel down.

"Yuki?"

Iori gritted her teeth and insisted, "Stop!"

"Get serious, this fight... I won't hold back even against you!"

"I can't lay a hand on my sister! Because we're family!"

"You stupid……"

"Akame and the others must think the same way!"

"..."

boom!

The ground, hundreds of meters high, exploded!

Her eyes were icy as she looked at Iori with disdain: "You... you really don't understand anything!"

Chapter 585: We are family!

"boom--!"

The clash of spiritual pressures unleashed a violent shockwave, tearing a rift in the dark clouds above Seireitei. Iori's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the smoke and dust, the [Mirror of Still Water] in her hand gleaming with a chilling light.

Ukitake's spirit body knelt on the ground. The blade of the Twin Fish Carp was covered with cracks, and the rope connecting the two blades had long been broken. A penetrating wound tore open his chest, and spirit particles escaped from the wound like grains of sand.

"It seems that this Zanpakuto is ultimately no match for purely physical attacks... Captain Ukitake, I apologize." Iori said softly, and with a turn of the blade, Ukitake's spirit body completely disintegrated, turning into countless blue light spots.

“You’re next, Captain Yizhou.” He sidestepped the ghostly attack from behind and slashed at the void with his sword.

Where the blade flashed, Kiryuu's figure was forced to appear, her hastily erected defensive barrier torn apart like paper. And the spell she had set up, designed to devour Iori like a steamer, was easily broken by Iori.

"What a... terrifying person." Kiryu Hikifune's spirit gave a bitter laugh, a thin line appearing on his neck.

Her head slowly slid off, and before her body even hit the ground, it had already turned into spiritual particles and dissipated.

Both of them were veteran captains of the Seireitei, but they were as powerless as infants in front of Iori, leaving the spectators speechless.

“Only you are left, Captain Unohana.” Iori turned around, the tip of her knife pointing at the last enemy.

However, Retsu Unohana's spirit revealed a strange smile: "You think... you've already won?"

Her voice suddenly became ethereal, and the blue light in her pupils flickered violently.

A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Iori's heart, but it was too late—

"Pfft!"

A charred blade emerged from his chest, the intense heat of the Blazing Katana instantly scorching through his shihaka armor. Iori looked down in disbelief, watching the blood dripping from the tip of the blade evaporate completely before hitting the ground.

"Teacher...why?" He turned around with difficulty, but Yamamoto Genryusai's eyes were completely unmoved, as if he had not pierced his favorite student, but a stranger.

The flames of the Broken Blade burned silently, and Iori's wounds were gradually torn apart by charred cracks...

"The external enemy has been eliminated." Yamamoto's voice was colder than human. "The order of the Seireitei... cannot be desecrated!"

"What does this mean... Could it be that?!"

When Iori saw that Yamamoto seemed not to have heard her, she suddenly realized what was going on and then showed a pained and angry expression.

"I see... even the teacher's five senses..."

Iori coughed up blood and knelt on one knee. His spiritual pressure surged from the wound like a burst dam, and the flames of the Zankatana were slowly burning him to ashes from within.

"Ahhh!"

boom!

The powerful burst of spiritual pressure blew Yamamoto's body away, causing the Captain-Commander to look on with surprise and uncertainty.

"This power... How can a spirit corpse possess such power... Iori, be careful, something's not right!"

"..."

Iori glanced at her teacher silently, knowing that his five senses were now clouded and it would be impossible to awaken them.

He didn't want to fight Yamamoto... but who could he vent his anger on?

"How dare you... how dare you... how dare you desecrate the dead, you bastards!"

Iori had never been so out of control before, and no one in the entire Seireitei had ever seen him in such a berserk state, but now he truly looked like a monstrous demon.

"How dare you create my sister's remains!"

—A mirage!

There is no other explanation!

"She is...she is not someone you can offend! At worst, I'll destroy this world and recreate the Three Realms!"

Heavy clouds covered the sky, and a torrential downpour began again, with thunder rumbling as if to prove that Iori truly possessed this ability.

"If you wanted to anger me, then you have undoubtedly succeeded!"

"This guy... actually cares about his sister that much?"

Unohana Retsu's spirit slowly stepped forward, looking at the man with awe: "In my 'memory,' Aizen Iori has never been like this... This shows how much influence that person had on him."

"What a heartbreaking scene."

Yuuki's voice came from the void, but no one was visible: "But this is a necessary sacrifice, and he will understand me in the future."

"I understand."

Unohana nodded. She was only responsible for carrying out orders; she had no concern for Iori's mental health.

"Ahhhh!"

Like a lion breaking free from its cage, Iori unleashed all the spiritual pressure within her, causing the Seireitei to tremble.

boom……

The sky over Seireitei suddenly darkened, with flashes of lightning appearing and disappearing in the clouds, as if mourning this absurd tragedy.

“Yu…hime…” Iori’s vision gradually blurred, her rationality about to be destroyed by impulse and destructive desire.

But in his final moments of consciousness, all that remained were those tearful eyes that had been watching him in his hallucinations.

"Sister!...I'm sorry...I...I actually...Why! Why did it turn out like this...Sister!"

When she opened her eyes again, they were bloodshot. Iori glanced at Unohana—

"cut--!"

The sky above Seireitei was torn apart by violent spiritual pressure, and Iori's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the lightning. The [Mirror of Still Water] in his hand was no longer elegant and composed, but instead carried destructive power, each swing seemingly cleaving space in two.

Unohana Retsu's spirit barely managed to withstand the attack, and the ground beneath her feet instantly collapsed. A look of horror flashed in her eyes—this man, who was always so composed, was now like a raging demon!

If Unohana herself were here, she would most likely be excited, but Yuuki consciously weakened their emotional fluctuations in order to enhance her control over the spirits, so she doesn't have a particularly high fighting spirit right now.

Fortunately, the person behind the scenes did not intend for her, a mere spirit, to face this enemy alone.

Zheng!

Yamamoto Genryusai's figure suddenly attacked from the side, his Zankatana, carrying the intense heat of burning everything, slashing towards Iori's back.

however--

"clang!"

Without turning her head, Iori parried with a precise backhand strike. The moment the two Zanpakuto clashed, the shockwave leveled all the buildings within a hundred-meter radius.

At the same time, the Kido released with one hand perfectly defended against Unohana's attack. He turned around and with a slash and a kick, he repelled the two of them.

“How is this possible…” Unohana’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Even though she and Yamamoto exerted their strength at the same time, they were still suppressed by Iori alone!

Judging from his appearance, his mind was clearly wavering, yet... In those blood-red eyes, reason was being devoured by anger, but his fighting instincts grew ever more fierce.

"You—" Iori's voice was deep and thunderous, "You shouldn't have let her Zanpakuto appear in front of me!"

"Shh!"

A flash of light, and a flower of blood bloomed on Unohana's chest. She staggered back, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Yamamoto seized the opportunity to launch an attack, his Zankatana aimed straight for Iori's throat, but was blocked by an invisible wall that suddenly appeared.

"This is... the Void Breaker... it actually blocked it?" Yamamoto frowned, seemingly realizing that something was wrong.

No matter how he observed, he couldn't find any flaws, and he hadn't been under any illusion.

But in any case, he needs to be more cautious.

“Iori…”

In the shadows, Yuuki stood quietly atop a dilapidated tower, her fingertips trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes gleaming.

The ability of "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" perfectly concealed her existence, but it could not hide her heart.