Chapter 168

Captain Yamamoto prepared to examine new information on Wandenreich. When suddenly, he sensed a formidable aura rapidly approaching me. He furrowed his brows.

"On guard! The enemy is coming," he commanded, gesturing towards the energy source.

He gazed in the direction of that intense presence. "It's such a strange aura. It's not Reiatsu, but it exudes a strong sense of oppression."

"Could this be the unknowns who defeated Yhwach?" Yamamoto pondered, already harboring suspicions.

Without hesitation, he discarded his worn coat, revealing a scarred yet robust physique. He held a walking stick in his hand, and flames ignited around him. In an instant, his walking stick transformed into a Zanpakutō!

Simultaneously, Ryan appeared before him. Observing Yamamoto, commander of the Gotei 13 preparations, Ryan offered a slight smile. "It seems you're ready for a fight," he remarked.

"Enough with the chatter. Let's fight!" Yamamoto declared.

With those words, Ryan vanished instantly. Yamamoto expressed mild surprise.

Ryūjin Jakka's erupted into hot red flames, swiftly slashing behind him. As the flames dissipated, Ryan stood unscathed before him.

"You're quite old, but your reflexes are impressive," Ryan commented, acknowledging Yamamoto's ability to match his speed.

"Why, precisely, do you think I have served as Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 for a thousand years? Because in all those thousand years, no Shinigami was born to rival me in strength."

But the Soul Society's strongest Shinigami, Yamamoto, fell short according to their respective levels. In Ryan's grasp, the Truth-Seeking Ball transformed into a golden, long sword.

"Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!" he exclaimed, unleashing a mighty force that slashed at Yamamoto.

"Ryūjin Jakka!" Yamamoto's blade erupted into wild flames, resembling a volcanic eruption, colliding fiercely with Ryan's attack.

Following an explosion, a terrifying shock wave emanated between them, sweeping away everything nearby. Buildings were obliterated, turning the surroundings into a desolate plain.

"As expected," Ryan calmly remarked, holding the golden sword. "There are few who can match me. You're one of them. Be cautious, though."

Upon hearing Ryan's words, Yamamoto's eyes froze instantly. The opponent's recent move left him feeling immensely drained, almost unable to block it.

"Why are such monsters unknown?" Yamamoto wondered, taking a deep breath and displaying a dark expression.

"Go to Muken and release Aizen!" he commanded his adjutant, deciding to unleash Aizen, who was imprisoned.

In this moment of intense confrontation, there seemed to be no other choice. Simultaneously, Yamamoto's blade the form of an ancient and worn-out katana, was severely scorched by fire.

"Zanka no Tachi!" he declared, facing the formidable adversary, Ryan. Choosing Bankai directly, he unleashed, "East: Rising Sun Edge!"

The clash between the two was instantaneous.

Observing Ryan's tyrannical and terrifying strength, Yamamoto's adjutant swiftly rushed to hell to release Aizen. Aware of the urgency, he recognized that Yamamoto might not be able to last much longer.

As the idea took hold, he was taken aback. Never before had he imagined that Yamamoto's strength would surpass that of the entire Soul Society. Despite facing a powerful opponent he could hardly handle, he knew seeking Aizen's help was imperative.

Arriving in Central Great Underground Prison's eight-level Muken, Aizen was already there, waiting, and before he could make a plea, Aizen was already in motion.

"I know why you're here. Seeking help, right? Release me quickly, or your captain might meet an unfortunate fate."

As Aizen rushed to the battlefield, Yamamoto was already battered, bruised, and panting, looking defeated. Aizen was even taken aback by the state of the Captain-Commander.

Arriving in record time, it didn't take Aizen a minute. Was Ryan's strength truly this formidable? Even during this brief period, the Captain-Commander struggled to hold on.

Observing Aizen's arrival, Ryan wasn't surprised. "Aizen Sosuke?" he remarked casually. "Also, if you both attack together, you might pose a slight threat."

With those words, a more potent chakra erupted from Ryan's body, catching the attention of both Yamamoto and Aizen. Could it be that Ryan hadn't been fighting seriously until now? Was he merely toying with Yamamoto?

"Hadō Ninety-Black Coffin!" Aizen, raising his hand, cast a high-level Kidō, shooting a giant black coffin directly into place, attempting to control Ryan.

"Hadō no Ninety Nine: Five Swirling Dragons of Destruction Technique!" Another powerful Kido followed. The giant dragon formed by five Reiatsu rose from the ground, crushing everything into powder.

Yamamoto also unleashed his ultimate move, "Zanka no Tachi, South: Great Burial Ranks of the Ten Trillion Fire Dead!" It was a desperate attempt against Ryan's overwhelming strength.

"Too weak." Ryan's voice sounded incredibly calm.

"Yomotsu Hirasaka," he intoned, and in an instant, he vanished from the spot, reappearing directly behind the two.

"Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack!"

Using his mastery of chakra, Ryan gathered it in his palms and then manifested it around his arms to enhance his attacks into a sequence of countless fists in the air. The Chakra transformed into countless massive fists, bombarding Yamamoto and Aizen, causing even the entire sky to shake violently.

After half an hour, the dust settled. The chief captain lay on the ground with scars covering his body, and the same fate befell Aizen.

Ryan stood atop the two, suspended in mid-air, as he activated the King of Hell. Simultaneously, the notification sound of the chat group echoed.

[Ding! The task is completed; defeat Yamamoto of Yamamoto to complete!

[Ding The task is completed; defeat Aizen to complete!

[Please complete the last task as soon as possible.]

Upon hearing these notifications, the Hokages in other locations were in high spirits.

"Ryan is so fast."

"Then I have to speed up the progress!" exclaimed the First Hokage, Hashirama.

As he looked at his opponent, Team Eighth Captain, Kyoraku Shunsui, Hashirama apologized, "Sorry, I wanted to play a little longer. It looks like it's going to be a quick battle."

Hashirama clapped his hands together, and a black eye shadow appeared directly on his face.

"Sage Mode!"

Shunsui's face gradually turned serious, "Are you serious, old man?"

"Bankai · Katen Kyōkotsu: Karamatsu Shinjū!" Kyoraku Shunsui unleashed his own Bankai.

However, the next moment, his eyes froze instantly. "Majestic Attire: Susanoo True Several Thousand Hands!"

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