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Screech!
Accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound, a bone-chilling curtain of water, like a surging giant wave, burst through the tightly closed door ahead with astonishing speed, sweeping towards them like an overwhelming tide.
A mysterious and powerful force was being unleashed, seemingly from an unknown water-type Zanpakuto ability.
The power contained within this current was heart-stopping, its fierce momentum as if it would tear and engulf everything in its path.
Clearly, Ryujin Jakka's release of extreme heat had made the approaching party feel threatened.
Looking around, the entire corridor was empty, with only ashes drifting in the wind and dense mist pervading the surroundings.
And that surging wave of water, like a wild horse unbridled, galloped straight ahead...
Facing such a fierce offensive, Aozaki Reiji merely smiled faintly, completely unconcerned.
He effortlessly wielded the long blade in his hand, and the flames instantly evaporated all the water in front of him.
At this moment, he was filled with confidence and composure, as if the enemies before him were nothing more than a group of easily crushed ants.
He walked with light and casual steps, one foot after another, towards the end of the hallway.
The closer he got to the end, the denser the mist became, and the colder, more dazzling gleam of blades emanating from it grew more intense.
Just then, a "thump-thump" sound came from the door, sounding as if someone was leisurely strolling inside.
However, not long after, the previously clear footsteps abruptly ceased.
Immediately following, with a "bang," the dilapidated wooden door was violently kicked open, and a large amount of thick white steam continuously gushed out.
Amidst this hazy water mist, a young man dressed in luxurious noble attire slowly emerged.
His appearance made the entire scene even more perplexing.
Under the reddish firelight, that familiar yet never-before-seen face silently stepped out, greeting Aozaki Reiji with a radiant smile.
Upon first meeting, Aozaki Reiji recognized him.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada could not see his face, but he felt an unusually familiar sensation in his heart.
It was also over thirty years ago that he had seen a portrait, on which was painted the face of a young man, a countenance he would never forget in his lifetime.
He slowly walked into the hallway, approaching Aozaki Reiji with a sinister smile.
"You can't feel my Reiatsu because of that cloak you're wearing, right?"
"This cloak is indeed useful," Aozaki Reiji said, pulling down his hood to reveal a face that could disturb one's mind with just a glance.
The slaughter was about to continue; this man had to die. Their feud had a long history.
"You're too late, the old men passed away peacefully," Aozaki Reiji said calmly, "though the process might have been a bit painful."
"Haha! Aozaki Reiji, it really is you! Hahahahaha!" Tsunayashiro Tokinada laughed heartily, "Today is truly a double blessing. The old fogeys of the Main family are dying, and I don't even have to lift a finger for these old guys."
Aozaki Reiji looked at this madman without speaking.
In his perception, in the highest pavilion, Reiatsu was rapidly diminishing, and Kuchiki Kōga was, of course, the one acting.
The operation there was going smoothly; Aozaki Reiji knew exactly what was happening. It was an operation meticulously designed by Aizen, with Kuchiki Kōga as the executor.
As for Aozaki Reiji, he was here to settle his personal vendetta and, incidentally, to conduct some preliminary tests for the Hollowfication experiment that was about to officially begin.
"So, shall we continue?"
The Tsunayashiro Tokinada in front of him suddenly extended his hand, pointing his Zanpakuto at Aozaki Reiji, and said with a sneer:
"Captain Reiji, actually, I also dislike those old guys. Strictly speaking, we shouldn't be enemies."
"But I want to kill you," Aozaki Reiji said with a disdainful smile, calmly adding, "So you will definitely die here today."
"Then there's nothing to discuss?" Tsunayashiro Tokinada's eyes turned cold, and he said grimly, "Then you can die!"
Enrakyoten, with its flickering fiery light and shadow, cut through the dense mist again and again, leaving transparent blade marks in the air, the sword light crisscrossing like an impenetrable net.
One snow-white blade after another met it, colliding with the edge of that blade, producing countless sparks, tearing countless bloodlines that sprayed from Tsunayashiro Tokinada's body.
When the blade of Shinra Bansho was covered in red blood, a layer of clear water seeped from the blade, washing away the crimson.
"How are you so strong?"
Tsunayashiro Tokinada, his mouth stained with blood, gritted his teeth, somewhat incredulous.
He was confident he was no weaker than his two old-guard Captain classmates, yet he was completely suppressed by a junior at this moment.
Their blades collided once more, and his knees bent slightly.
"You've been locked up for too long," Aozaki Reiji paused slightly, looking at him mockingly, "A frog in a well cannot understand the changes in the world."
Aozaki Reiji struck Tsunayashiro Tokinada back with a single blow, incidentally cutting a gash on his face, his blade slightly drooping, with red blood beads slowly falling.
"Damn it."
More sword lights followed in quick succession; Tsunayashiro Tokinada no longer had time to disturb the other party with words.
Just like when his wife was still alive, she was already a mature adult, while he had always been the child who refused to grow up.
He didn't want to listen to her teachings, and her gentle words only made him angry.
Now he was still that child, but the teachings had become the irresistible clash of blades.
This feeling of powerlessness made him exceptionally furious.
Damn it, why won't you die?
I am one of the Five Great Noble Houses, wouldn't it be better to just die under my blade?
At this moment, the Main family Elder's Council Hall had completely changed. The elders and guards in the council hall lay scattered on the ground, some with white masks on their faces, their bodies already beginning to collapse.
Kuchiki Kōga had lost interest in these corpses. The uncommunicative bull-headed Vasto Lorde beside him made him want to draw his sword and cut someone.
"Ah!!" The bull-headed Vasto Lorde rushed in front of Kuchiki Kōga, unable to speak, but kept shouting.
"Enough, I know those guys are all dead, shut up," Kuchiki Kōga said loudly, raising his blood-stained left hand and tapping the Vasto Lorde's head.
Kuchiki Kōga felt a surge of annoyance. He truly hadn't expected the Tsunayashiro Main family to still have such powerful individuals. This battle was more brutal than he had imagined, even he was wounded.
He glanced at the bull-headed Vasto Lorde beside him. This fellow had been in worse shape than him in the previous battle, having lost an arm and a leg, but had fully recovered due to its accelerated regeneration ability.
"Roar," the bull-headed Vasto Lorde pointed at the corpses on the ground and let out a low roar.
"I can't understand what you're saying, can you just shut up first?" Kuchiki Kōga frowned, "Do you still want to keep killing?"
"No!" He took the clock from the wall, wiping the bloodstains off it with his clothes, "Look at the time clearly, we need to retreat!"
The bull-headed Vasto Lorde tilted its head to look at him, then nodded.
This guy actually understood clocks!
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