"Yhwach, remember this..."
"The world you witness next is destined to be entirely dyed black..."
The massive ancient brush handle swung vigorously with the monk's hands, stirring up wave-like black annihilating ink, along with a release chant that pierced through eternity:
"Dye it black—! Ichimonji!"
In that instant...
The brush tip was no longer soft felt stained with ink, but transformed into an incomparably sharp heavy blade!
As its edge gleamed, it reflected a pitch-black annihilating hue, instantly making the Seireitei ground even darker!
"Hm?!"
Standing in place, watching it all...
Yhwach frowned, a clear look of confusion surging on his ferocious face: "Is it my illusion? The brush tip clearly turned into a sharp blade, but the ink smoke in the air is over ten times denser than before!!!"
As if deliberately verifying this for the audience...
The moment Yhwach finished speaking...
The inventory video's lens suddenly pulled back and zoomed out, switching to an ultra-wide-angle view that captured most of the Royal Palace space!
Yes.
Yhwach was right.
Before, viewers only saw the tip of the iceberg!
As the view expanded...
The space behind Ichibei Hyōsube was completely engulfed in ink smoke—truly a world of darkness!
Even more exaggerated...
Even the Royal Palace dome, thousands of meters in the outer domain, was being devoured and eroded by the vast blackness.
"This world..."
"Will eventually be entirely dyed black!"
The words Ichibei Hyōsube said before release now seemed like a prophecy of the world's end!
"What the hell! This is getting more and more exaggerated! It's already beyond normal Shinigami battles!!!" In Squad 11, Kenpachi Zaraki's brows were squeezed together so tightly they looked like they were fighting.
Others' sword releases...
Either massively boost aura—like erupting Reiatsu pillars or stirring massive air waves and dust.
In short, aura maxed out! There would be strong visual impact!
Or cause air riots.
Making the Reishi flowing in the air vibrate and wail intensely due to inability to bear the Reiatsu pressure.
This is another way to show a Zanpakutō's power!
But now?
This pale-eyed hateful monk...
After sword release, none of the above effects—instead swinging the brush and spraying ink everywhere?
What kind of divine operation is this?
Even if it dyes everything black, so what?
That pitch-black stain can be shattered with Reiatsu!
Kenpachi Zaraki couldn't understand.
Or rather, with his mortal brain, he could no longer comprehend the power of transcendents!
Even after watching so long, until now...
He still couldn't figure out what that massive brush in the monk's hand was?!
Of course...
It wasn't just Kenpachi Zaraki.
Seeing the flying black ink, sensing the darkness and depth within, many instinctively curled up and retreated, trying to distance themselves from the transparent light curtain, fearing the ink would suddenly splash out from the video!
After all...
After so many eye-opening events...
If anything else strange happened, viewers wouldn't be surprised!
At this point...
When three-quarters of the screen was nearly rendered in ink, Ichibei Hyōsube finally stopped swinging the brush.
He slightly curled his lips.
Eyes spinning, staring at Yhwach with a half-smile, counterasking:
"How is it? Being surrounded by black must feel very oppressive, right?"
Opposite him...
Yhwach's expression unchanged.
Coldly responding tit-for-tat: "I won't deny it—after sword release, I indeed can no longer sense any Reiatsu from you."
"But..."
"Just randomly splashing ink like that—this comical act only makes me doubt your identity as 'Shinigami leader'! And... the strength of you Shinigami..."
The implication of Yhwach's words was clear—
All Shinigami in this world...
Were just as bizarre as the big-eyed monk—clownish performers! Laughable and embarrassing!
Yes.
Without rhyme or reason, Yhwach activated map-wide AOE!
Naturally triggering public outrage!
"Damn! What does Yhwach mean?"
"A defeated subordinate who was just abused to death by the Captain-Commander not long ago—what right does he have to look down on Shinigami from above!"
"Evil monk, crush him! Best to directly seal Yhwach's mouth!"
"Kill the Quincy King! Seal him for another thousand years!"
...
Inside Seireitei...
Anger and curses everywhere.
Hatred for Yhwach unknowingly maxed out!
At this moment...
Facing Yhwach's insolence...
Ichibei Hyōsube had no intention of verbal sparring, instead grinning ferociously and vigorously swinging Ichimonji!
"Swish—!!!"
The tip, whether felt or blade...
During the swing, suddenly sprayed out ocean-like thick ink, about to engulf Yhwach's body!
"Hmph, playing tricks..."
Sneering coldly.
Yhwach remained as arrogant as ever.
No intention to retreat or dodge, merely using his massive broadsword to block, intercepting the oncoming black ink!
However...
This action caused his sword to be completely stained black, losing its original cold gleam and luster!
"No way, that's it?!"
Seeing Yhwach unscathed...
The off-screen audience, especially the Shinigami, immediately panicked.
What the hell!!!
So much buildup, deliberately making the black ink mysterious and grand—when it comes to the real deal, it flops?
Please!
Evil monk, put in some effort!
We're fighting, not painting ink wash art!
Could you please get your priorities straight?
Feeling deeply disappointed, many Shinigami stomped their feet in anger!
The monk's full-force strike...
Completely let down the Shinigami's expectations!
However—
"Ichibei Hyōsube, if this ink has no additional properties and is still just 'cutting the name but not the flesh,' you cannot defeat me..."
"On the contrary, to deal with a weakling like you, I only need to swing..."
"Hm?!"
As if hit by forbidden magic...
The words about to come out—"sword"—suddenly muted! No matter how many times his throat moved, his vocal cords couldn't produce those two characters!
This feeling...
Was as if the completely black sword in Yhwach's hand had been stripped of its "name" and "attributes."
It was no longer a sword!
Instead, it became a lump of black condensed ink, merely shaped like a sword!
"???"
"What does that mean? Why did Yhwach suddenly go mute?"
The strong in the Shinigami world were suddenly dumbfounded.
In the video, Yhwach had clearly opened his mouth wide in an "O" shape, yet no sound came out!
He was clearly uninjured! Not polluted by black!
Yet inexplicably forced into silence?
"Hiss..."
Gasps of cold air rang out everywhere again.
The strong in the Shinigami world all got goosebumps, scalp tingling from this eerie scene!
Even more terrifying...
In the video, Ichibei Hyōsube perked his ears, grinning ferociously while deliberately counterasking:
"Don't understand, do you?"
"Why can't you call out the name of your Reishi sword?"
In his pale white eyes...
Seemed to reflect Yhwach's death visage.
Ichibei Hyōsube held Ichimonji level with both hands, his tone icy as he revealed the truth:
"Because..."
"Once stained by the ink, that sword has completely lost its name!"
"Losing its name means losing everything! This is permanent loss! Complete defeat and downfall!"
"Erasing the name cannot be reversed, nor can it be granted again..."
"This is the power of Ichimonji!!!"