"Is the final showdown beginning?"
Aizen's gaze locked on the screen, watching Yamamoto and Yhwach face off.
Though outwardly calm, his heart stirred with excitement.
A clash of leaders!
A millennium-long feud, representing the opposing Shinigami and Quincy factions!
This battle was a focal point, pitting two of the Bleach world's top powers against each other!
Even the usually detached Aizen couldn't hide his anticipation, his eyes glued to the screen.
But Gin raised a doubt: "Captain Aizen, don't you find it odd? After those segments, we'd assume the Head Captain would win, right?"
Pointing to the Soul King's Palace above, he continued, "If Yhwach falls here, how does he end up in the Palace? That's illogical, isn't it?"
"?!"
Aizen's pupils contracted, his breathing quickening.
After a pause, he countered, "Gin, are you saying… even with this grand entrance, Yamamoto will lose?"
"Nah, I didn't say that! Don't put words in my mouth, Captain Aizen!" Gin shrugged, feigning innocence. "If the old man hears, he won't spare me!"
"Let's see then…"
Aizen's tone turned cold. "I'm eager to know which of them will be my final opponent!"
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Back in the video, Yamamoto's explosive spiritual pressure descended, scorching every inch of land. The First Division's courtyard was reduced to ash, the world filled only with Ryūjin Jakka's flames!
At the center, Yamamoto and Yhwach locked eyes, their spiritual pressures clashing silently in the air!
Bang, bang, bang!
The air or their colliding pressures roared, indistinguishable.
Yhwach's red cloak billowed in the heat. Facing the murderous Yamamoto and his flame-wreathed Ryūjin Jakka, he showed no fear, smirking mockingly:
"Yamamoto Genryūsai…"
"A millennium later, you didn't expect the Seireitei to face such catastrophic ruin, did you?"
His fierce face glinted, anticipating Yamamoto's reaction.
Silent, Yamamoto's eyes, bearing two thousand years of history, burned with rage.
Raising Ryūjin Jakka, he aimed its fiery blade at Yhwach's heart, growling:
"Yhwach…"
"Blood for blood! The pain Chōjirō suffered, I'll carve into your flesh, marrow, and nerves!"
BOOM!
A towering flame pillar erupted from his body, shaking the Seireitei with a bone-rattling roar, as if burying the entire Soul Society in his wrath!
"Too terrifying!"
"Compared to now, the earlier scenes were child's play!"
"An enraged Head Captain could destroy the Soul Society single-handedly!"
Despite preparing for the heat, viewers underestimated his power.
A mere wisp of heat from the screen shattered the Seireitei's wooden floors, igniting fires that spread to the Seireitei Wall, only stopped by killstone!
As Shinigami scrambled to extinguish fires, three white-uniformed Sternritter leaped from the flames' shadows, shouting as they charged Yamamoto:
"Die, ancient relic!"
"You've lived too long—end your life!"
"Perish, Shinigami Head Captain!"
Their frenzied killing intent mixed with their descent.
But—
"Fools!"
A single, scornful word dripped with disdain.
Ryūjin Jakka's blade erupted in volcanic flames!
BOOM!
Blinding flames and a spiritual pressure pillar rose like a mushroom cloud, swallowing the Quincies midair!
Thud, thud, thud!
Three charred corpses crashed into the ashen ruins, dead without a scream!
Yet Yamamoto's expression remained cold, his murderous gaze fixed solely on Yhwach—the sinner he'd tear apart!
"Yamamoto Genryūsai, time took your youth and looks but not your strength," Yhwach nodded.
"You know it…"
Stepping through flames, Yamamoto advanced, growling, "Follow your doomed subordinates into Ryūjin Jakka's flames!"
His thunderous voice lingered as his fiery figure and Ryūjin Jakka loomed in Yhwach's eyes!
A sudden slash melted Yhwach's bangs!
But Yhwach, unfazed, raised his arm, blocking the red blade.
Pfft!
Despite his Blut Vene, his cloak was sliced, the wound cauterized by the heat.
Another cascading flame slash forced Yhwach to draw his sword to parry!
Clang!
The blade recoiled, his feet carving black trenches in the ground. Stabbing his sword into the earth, he barely stabilized.
But Yamamoto's deeper growl followed:
"Finally drawn your sword, Yhwach…"
"Didn't you know I've been waiting for this moment since stepping onto the battlefield?"
"What? You waited for me to draw my sword?" Yhwach frowned, unease rising.
"Indeed…"
The crimson flames and blade rose with Yamamoto's arm, poised at his side.
The Shinigami's peak spiritual pressure compressed to its limit.
"Next, I'll shatter your sword, flesh, and soul… into dust!"
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