Chapter 179
Flames surged through the castle walls.
Upon sensing Yuta's arrival, Tōsen Kaname spoke in shock. "I didn't expect Ulquiorra and the others to be defeated so quickly."
The fact that Yuta was able to leave Hueco Mundo and appear here meant only one thing-Ulquiorra and the others had been overwhelmed.
Ichimaru Gin followed with his usual calm tone. "That's right. This Yuta is far too terrifying. We haven't even made a move here, but he's already defeated Hueco Mundo."
From within the flames, Aizen Sōsuke glanced toward the outer battlefield with a faint smile. "I didn't expect Yuta to still find interest in playing with the Espada. Think of it as him amusing himself with toys."
Gin tilted his head slightly, a subtle look of surprise flickering in his eyes. From Aizen's words, Yuta sounded less like an equal and more like an adult watching over children. The implication of his power left Gin unsettled.
...
Despite losing one of his hands, Yammy Llargo showed no sign of pain. Using his remaining right arm, he pressed the bleeding stump in an attempt to stem the flow.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before anyone could react, his severed left arm began regenerating in full.
Hinamori Momo was left speechless as she witnessed it. The sheer resilience of the beast was inhuman. Not only did it possess unmatched strength, but it also boasted high-speed regeneration. How could something like this even be defeated?
"Ooohhhh!"
The loss and sudden regeneration seemed to enrage Yammy further. His right arm swelled grotesquely, expanding several times over until it was nearly the size of his massive body itself.
His spiritual pressure surged violently, so intense it shook the area with its weight.
Seeing the monstrous arm, Abarai Renji's eyes widened. "It... it can even grow larger? That's insane." His own Bankai had already been activated earlier, yet it still hadn't been enough to topple Yammy. The difference in their abilities was overwhelming.
Hisagi Shūhei, who had been pulled out of the fight earlier with heavy injuries and was now being tended by Fourth Division members, lifted his gaze toward the battlefield. Each step Yammy took shattered stone beneath him, leaving craters in the ground. The immense pressure of his colossal body crushed everything underfoot. "How can anyone fight against something like this…" His voice faltered as he struggled to comprehend the scale of power before him.
The moment Yammy's enormous fist swung down, it carried enough force to rupture the air itself, like a sonic boom tearing through the battlefield.
Apacci clenched her fists tightly and shouted with excitement. "Go! Yammy!"
Sun-Sun covered her mouth with her sleeve and shook her head softly. "What a pity... such a handsome man is about to die."
Yet Yuta remained calm in the face of Yammy's strike. He did not even move to evade.
Yammy's strength was not only monstrous but persistent. In the original records, even Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni had to cut him in half, and still Yammy did not die, attempting to attack once more. His end had only come when Yamamoto incinerated him completely with flames, leaving not even ash behind.
Furthermore, Yammy was not a one-time summon. When Apacci and the others recovered, they could simply call upon the beast again, making it a formidable threat.
But Yuta simply raised his hand.
Reiryoku began swirling at his palm as his reishi plundering ability activated.
The gigantic fist that descended upon him instantly turned unstable and dissolved into particles of spirit energy before it could connect. It broke apart like fragile debris and was forcibly drawn into Yuta's palm.
Yammy's enormous form shrank rapidly as his reishi was devoured, until finally his body vanished completely. What remained was a concentrated sphere of blue reishi suspended above Yuta's palm, radiating energy outward in heavy pulses.
The battlefield fell silent.
Apacci's mouth opened slowly in disbelief. If Yuta had simply crushed Yammy's arm with brute strength, she could have rationalized it as a difference in physical power. But reducing the entire beast to nothing but a reishi sphere was something beyond her understanding.
Sun-Sun's hands trembled as she lowered her sleeve from her mouth, her eyes narrowing in disbelief. "My pet... destroyed so easily?"
Mila-Rose tensed as the reality sank in. The sheer ability to strip and plunder reishi from the very environment was terrifying enough on its own, but Yuta had done it with such force that even Yammy's massive form had disintegrated without resistance. The ability was beyond monstrous.
Yuta regarded the three calmly. "Well then, what other moves do you have?"
In an instant, he closed the distance between them, standing directly before their eyes. His presence alone froze them in place.
Even Apacci, who was usually the most irritable and brash of the three, held her tongue. The memory of Yammy's erasure was still fresh, and their survival instincts warned them clearly-attacking him now would mean joining Yammy as scattered reishi.
"Who are you?" Apacci asked at last, though her voice shook despite her attempt at boldness.
"My name is Yuta," he replied evenly. "I am just an ordinary Shinigami."
Without waiting for their response, he lifted the reishi sphere in his palm. "Since you won't act, I will."
The sphere detonated into an overwhelming surge of spiritual pressure. In a single wave, Apacci, Sun-Sun, and Mila-Rose were engulfed in its force and thrown from the air.
...
Boom!
Above the battlefield, a massive explosion shattered the air. Flames shot outward in all directions like a missile detonation.
It was Suzumebachi Raigō, the Bankai of Soi-Fon.
...
Not long before, Baraggan Louisenbairn slowly rose from his throne of bones. His aged face was covered by deep scars carved by time itself. The largest scar cut across the bridge of his nose, stretching dangerously close to his eye.
Even older in appearance than Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni, Baraggan still exuded a heavy, commanding aura with his towering body.
At that moment, he reached for the armrest of his throne. The bone crumbled into fragments beneath his hand, reforming into a massive axe that he lifted with ease.
"To think... I, the true king, must take the field myself."
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