[In the projection, Captain-Commander Yamamoto launched himself skyward with righteous fury, stepping on flames that could melt anything—even the very ground beneath his feet.]
[He rocketed toward the false Yhwach with incredible speed!]
[Captain-Commander Yamamoto's rage and the surrounding inferno seemed capable of reducing the entire world to ash. His fury-filled form, wielding Zanka no Tachi in its ultimate state, rapidly grew larger in Yhwach's vision.]
SWOOSH!
[The incredible velocity made it appear that the false Yhwach couldn't react fast enough.]
[At this moment, the imposter seemed to panic under overwhelming fear, quickly attempting to use Quincy techniques to damage Captain-Commander Yamamoto.]
[Royd Lloyd: "Heilig Pfeil!"]
ZING!
[He fired a barrage of spirit arrows, but such attacks proved completely useless against Captain-Commander Yamamoto.]
[The projectiles were instantly melted by the monstrous flames before they could even approach their target.]
Hiss...
[No matter how much the false Yhwach attacked, nothing seemed to have any effect on the burning Captain-Commander.]
[Yamamoto had become a terrifying entity whose offensive and defensive capabilities had climbed to absolute extremes—a truly perfect hexagonal warrior.]
[Captain-Commander Yamamoto sneered with cold satisfaction.]
[Yamamoto: "Exactly as I expected! With your sword broken, you can only resort to bow and arrow techniques now."]
[His spiritual pressure flared even higher.]
[Yamamoto: "However, such feeble attacks are completely useless!"]
[At this moment, Captain-Commander Yamamoto seemed to have transformed into a murderous flame deity of destruction.]
[This scene left the Shinigami watching the projection absolutely stunned.]
[The members of the Gotei 13 found it extremely difficult to swallow, as if all moisture in their mouths had evaporated from the intense heat.]
Captain-Commander Yamamoto at this moment is far more powerful than when he dealt with Aizen in Karakura Town!
[In terms of sheer oppressive presence and visual impact, he appeared even more formidable than the versions of Kurosaki Ichigo they had witnessed before.]
It's unimaginable! Could anyone possibly defeat Captain-Commander Yamamoto in such a state? Can even Yhwach be stopped at this point?
[In his shocked observation, Kyoraku Shunsui recalled the oil paintings that had been displayed at the Shin'ō Academy.]
A Shinigami burning with raging flames...
That must have been the old man using his Bankai a thousand years ago, right?
[Captain-Commander Yamamoto from a millennium past hadn't been as gentle as he appeared in recent times. In order to eliminate all enemies before him, he had been as ruthless as Yhwach himself—even if it cost the lives of his subordinates, he would do the same.]
[At that time, Kyoraku had found it unbelievable.]
Is the person in that oil painting really the same gentle Captain-Commander Yamamoto we know now? What did he experience over these thousand years to become such a quietly cultivated old man who hid his edge?
[But now it seemed that this millennium of gentleness had only been Captain-Commander Yamamoto's forbearance.]
After being ignited by Yhwach, he still possesses flames like the sun itself—capable of completely destroying all of Soul Society!
[In the projection, Captain-Commander Yamamoto was now wreathed in a firestorm resembling a tornado.]
ROAAAAR!
[It was as if thousands of ancient volcanoes had erupted simultaneously, like the monstrous lava from the earth's core was instantly erupting to flood the entire world.]
[The overwhelming inferno flowed toward the false Yhwach.]
[Captain-Commander Yamamoto exploded forward like a cannonball, swinging another devastating strike at his opponent.]
BOOM!
[At this moment, Captain-Commander Yamamoto seemed capable of making the false Yhwach recall painful memories from the past—terrifying fragments buried deep in ancestral genetic memory.]
Although his techniques are different from a thousand years ago, that incomparably powerful oppressive force remains unchanged.
[Faced with Captain-Commander Yamamoto's overwhelming pressure, the false Yhwach quickly employed his own special countermeasures.]
[Royd Lloyd: "Kirchenlied: Sankt Zwinger!"]
FLASH!
[This was a large-scale formation that the imposter summoned with all his strength, integrating both attack and defense.]
[A massive pentagonal structure of Quincy reishi formed around the battlefield, with towering pillars of divine light at each point.]
As long as Captain-Commander Yamamoto sets foot within this domain, he would be instantly torn apart by pillars of sacred light.
[However, facing such tactics, Captain-Commander Yamamoto showed no fear whatsoever.]
[He drove his blade heavily into the ground.]
[Yamamoto: "I told you—it's useless!"]
[His voice thundered with absolute authority.]
[Yamamoto: "Stop this futile struggling!"]
[Now Captain-Commander Yamamoto was preparing to unleash another devastating technique.]
[Yamamoto: "You ashes of the dead, scattered beneath my flames!"]
[His spiritual pressure began shifting, taking on an ominous quality.]
[Yamamoto: "Lend me your aid! Temporarily, I grant you the joy of battle once more!"]
WHOOOM!
[At this moment, the scene underwent a dramatic transformation—shifting from fiery brilliance to dark and foreboding atmosphere.]
Like shadows cast beneath the sun.
[Countless skeletal figures suddenly emerged directly from the ground around them.]
[The sight created a stark contrast with Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who continued burning like the sun with roaring flames.]
On one side: the sun blazing with brilliant light.On the other: an atmosphere somber and cold, like a thousand-year-old frozen hell.
[These bones did not melt despite Captain-Commander Yamamoto's extreme temperatures—on the contrary, they maintained their original forms perfectly.]
This scene... is absolutely eerie!
[Captain-Commander Yamamoto had become an undead summoner!]
The chat group exploded with shock and awe:
[Hitsugaya Toshiro: What... what is this technique?! Captain-Commander can summon the dead?!]
[Ukitake Jushiro: This must be another aspect of his Bankai that we've never witnessed before...]
[Kyoraku Shunsui: So this is the true extent of the old man's power. No wonder he's been so reluctant to use his Bankai all these years.]
[Kuchiki Byakuya: The spiritual pressure from those skeletal warriors... they're not ordinary souls. These must be powerful enemies he's defeated in the past.]
[Zaraki Kenpachi: Now THIS is getting interesting! A whole army of the dead to fight alongside him!]
[Soi Fon: The contrast is incredible—blazing like the sun while commanding the forces of death itself.]
[Aizen Sosuke: Fascinating. So Captain-Commander Yamamoto's Bankai encompasses not just overwhelming fire, but dominion over those consumed by his flames. Truly befitting the strongest Shinigami.]
[Unohana Retsu: I remember the old stories... enemies defeated by his flames in the past would sometimes be preserved within his spiritual energy. But to think he could summon them at will...]
[Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni: This technique brings me no joy. These are warriors who died by my blade—to use them again, even against such an enemy, weighs heavily on my conscience.]
[The technique was revealed to be "Zanka no Tachi, Minami: Kaka Jūmanokushi Daisōjin"—the South technique of his Bankai, capable of summoning an army of everyone his flames had ever killed.]
[The false Yhwach stared in absolute horror as countless skeletal warriors emerged from the earth, each one radiating spiritual pressure that spoke of their former strength in life.]
This... this is beyond anything I was prepared for. How can one man command such overwhelming power over both fire and death itself?
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