Doujin Artist: Holy crap! Old Man Yama is here!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: His power is really scary. I feel the burning flas even through the screen.
Machete Girl: Of course, he is the Captain Commander after all.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Kisa, are you okay?
Shark-Faced Guy: Not good. Is this spiritual pressure for real?
Even though Kisa’s power is truly top 30, he still felt deep pressure under Old Man Yama’s full spiritual pressure. This being who represents Soul Society’s history is not to be taken lightly.
"Oh my, the old man is here," Ichimaru Gin said, opening his narrowed eyes slightly, with a hint of seriousness. "This is no joke, Captain Aizen."
"Long ti no see, Captain Commander," Aizen said, ignoring his subordinate, looking at Yamamoto Genryusai with calm eyes. "You are a little later than I expected."
"I’m not here to reminisce with you, Aizen," Yamamoto Genryusai said, narrowing his eyes. "Say goodbye to your subordinates. You will die here today. Final Release - Lingering Fla Blade."
Bang!
Terrifying and scorching fla spiritual pressure soared into the sky, and the terrifying temperature swept through like a wave of air.
"You bastard!"
"Old man, die!"
The ninth Espada, Aaroniero Arruruerie, and the seventh Espada, Zommari Rureaux, couldn’t hold back and rushed towards Yamamoto Genryusai.
Lingering Fla Blade East: Rising Sun Edge.
All the flas disappeared instantly. Yamamoto Genryusai looked like he was holding an ordinary black blade and swung it forward.
Splat, splat.
Before Aaroniero and Zommari could get close, they were instantly turned to ashes and disappeared into the air.
Frozen.
Seeing this, all the Espadas present were frozen. Their faces were full of surprise and shock.
Espadas!
Two Espadas of the sa level as them were turned into ashes with one blow?
Shark-Faced Guy: Flower Lady, can I co to you now?
Although going to Unohana would likely result in getting beaten, it’s better than losing my life. Damn it, how do you fight this Old Man Yama?
Doujin Artist: Haha, you’re giving up?
Lin Fengjiao: Understandable, this Captain Commander Yamamoto is indeed terrifying.
Soul Society’s Big Bad Guy: Why are you looking for her now? Don’t co. Just hold on a little, it shouldn’t be a big problem.
Shark-Faced Guy: I think it’s a big problem.
Curly-haired Guy: No, no, no, it’s a small problem! At most, you’ll just beco dried shark jerky, you can wash it and still use it.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: What do you an wash it and still use it? Gin, is that a cold joke from Antarctica? The truth is there’s no ti to wash it!
Whoosh.
Fortunately, after Yamamoto Genryusai killed the two Espadas, he didn’t bother with the remaining ones. He flashed towards Aizen.
To him, these so-called Espadas were just small fries. The real threat he was worried about was Aizen!
Boom.
The black blade struck down, hitting the throne directly. Even the stone throne instantly turned into dust and disappeared into the air. But Aizen on the throne disappeared from everyone’s sight, and reappeared behind Yamamoto Genryusai.
Splat.
A silver blade pierced Yamamoto Genryusai’s lower back, just like the scene at the execution ground back then.
"That’s surprising," Aizen said, with a slight curve in his lips, a mocking smile on his face. "After so long, you still haven’t improved at all, Captain Commander. Even though you already know about my information, it’s still the sa ending."
"Is that so?" Yamamoto Genryusai suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade that pierced his body. "You really underestimate , kid! Your naivety is just annoying!"
"Oh, so what are you going to do now?" Aizen didn’t try to pull out his blade, still smiling.
"I don’t know how to break your Kyoka Suigetsu ability, but that doesn’t an I can’t do anything to you," Yamamoto Genryusai took a deep breath. "The spiritual pressure transmitted by this blade is real! In that case, death awaits you. Lingering Fla Blade West: Remnant Sun Prison Armor!"
Bang!
The flas that had been suppressed to the extre burst out again, forming a ball of blazing white terrifying flas.
"Damn it, retreat!"
"Hey, hey, hey, this isn’t a joke, is it?"
Including Hoshigaki Kisa, the remaining Arrancars and Espadas used Sonído to retreat in all directions, even subconsciously covering their bodies and surroundings with spiritual pressure.
Rumble.
Standing on the vast sand, Hoshigaki Kisa and others only saw a light like a blazing sun covering the sky above Las Noches. The entire palace began to disintegrate as if it had been hit by a nuke.
Not only that, but the sand they were standing on even began to gradually turn into lava. The ordinary Arrancars who weren’t fast enough with Sonído and hadn’t escaped the explosion range were evaporated in an instant.
Curly-haired Guy: Holy crap!
Doujin Artist: This power is no less than a nuke, right? Damn!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Look, even the quartz around it is being evaporated! Can Aizen withstand this?
Machete Girl: He should be able to, right? Aizen has already fused with most of the Soul King’s power, he definitely won’t die like a dog, right?
Curly-haired Guy: Hard to say, I feel like even if he doesn’t die, he’ll lose a layer of skin. Old Man Yama’s attack is the temperature of the sun!
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: What the fuck! An old man can have such a cool ultimate, but I can only use a little pistol to pew pew pew! Is this fair? Is this normal?
Agakure Village’s Angel: Don’t worry, you still have the title of Quick Shooter. Old Man Yama can’t compare to that.
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Hey, you’re right! I’m a Quick Shooter, no matter how cool this bald old man is, he can’t steal my thunder, absolutely!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Hahahaha, you really treasure that.
This is an Actor: Sotis ignorance is bliss.
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: ?
Doujin Artist: Nothing, nothing, just saying you’re very happy! The Quick Shooter’s life is boring but happy, enviable!
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Hey, is it my imagination? I feel like there’s sothing implied in your words, are you making fun of , you blond kid?
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