Kirinji Tenjirō felt like he was about to cough up blood.
At first, he thought this so-called explosion would only last for a few dozen blasts at most.
But he was completely wrong.The detonations seemed endless—each one as strong as one of Starrk's Cero.
Even with his immense combat ability, facing this kind of firepower was exhausting. His Reiatsu was being drained fast.
Starrk lazily played with the musket in his hands and explained,"This is a ninjutsu Nanaya-sama taught me. It uses explosive talismans to summon more explosive talismans over and over. Once it's activated, it causes a focused chain of continuous blasts."
"As long as it hits the target, it'll keep detonating until the target is reduced to ashes."
Then, Starrk's voice took on a puzzled tone."But for some reason, I'm not using any of my own spiritual power at all."
Sitting cross-legged on top of the wooden dragon, Nanaya smirked."That's because I haven't released the Chakra spiritual power yet."
It worked just like Yhwach's creation of the Quincy.
All Quincy powers came from Yhwach, their originator.
After drinking Yhwach's "blood wine," a soul would be engraved with his words of power, gaining Quincy abilities.
That's why, when Yhwach activated his soul-recovery and Auswählen, so many Quincy died—because the power inside them was his to take back.
Nanaya's "ninjas" were the same.
All the ninjutsu and abilities they learned required a type of spiritual power called Chakra.And all that Chakra came from him and the Sacred Tree.
The spiritual power they used for ninjutsu was transmitted directly from the Sacred Tree's void.
Right now, it wasn't a problem—but in the future, he planned to distribute the Sacred Tree's power to Shinigami, Hollows, and humans all over the world.
With a single thought, his Infinite Tsukuyomi could work like Yhwach's soul-recovery—taking back all the spiritual power he had given out.
Kirinji's pupils widened as he stared at the boy sitting high on the dragon."You… you…!"
"Ten times more dangerous than Yhwach…"
For the first time, a shiver of fear ran through him.
Even if Yhwach and Sōsuke Aizen joined forces, the Zero Division would still treat them as a small problem.Yamamoto himself wouldn't even take them seriously.
But this boy in front of him… was more dangerous than both of them combined.
"If you keep growing, Soul Society—no, all three worlds—will be changed by you…" said Shutara Senjumaru, her eyes filled with caution.
In just a few words, she had already judged the threat Nanaya posed.A human boy, more dangerous than Yhwach, with traits like the Soul King.
No one could guess how far he might grow.One day, he might even threaten the stability of all three realms.
Behind Shutara, six golden puppet arms unfolded, and her Reiatsu surged.
She drew her Zanpakutō, releasing it into its Shikai form.It transformed into an embroidery needle—so fine that it was almost invisible unless you looked closely.
The Shinigami nearby couldn't help but glance toward Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni.
The Zero Division had already clashed with Nanaya once. What should they do now?
The old man snorted and tapped his cane, the message clear:Fight, but don't interfere.
The surrounding Shinigami could only smile bitterly.It was a troublesome situation—On one side stood the Zero Division from the Soul King Palace.On the other was Nanaya, who had once helped them.
Shutara stepped forward. With a single motion, her body turned into a flash of gold as she sped toward Nanaya atop the wooden dragon.
"Human boy, your ability is too dangerous. Let me seal it. Don't worry—it won't take your life," she said firmly.
Nel and Tia's eyes flashed with anger.They drew their Zanpakutō without hesitation, ready to release their Resurrección.
Ulquiorra was even faster—already in his Segunda Etapa form.
But—
"You Shinigami really think you can decide for others as you please!?" Nanaya's cold voice cut through the air.
With a single thought, the ripple of the Rinnegan spread.
"Limbo: Border Jail!"
In the unseen shadow realm, Nanaya's four Six Paths forms stood tall.From within that world, a shadow clone wielding the Six Paths staff suddenly appeared—
—and struck Shutara Senjumaru head-on.
The elegant beauty was sent flying back even faster than she had charged in.With a thunderous crash, she slammed into the ground, carving a massive crater into the pristine streets of the Seireitei.
"…It's that move from before…" Kyoraku Shunsui muttered, his expression grim. He recognized the technique Nanaya had used.
Back then, that same move could only stall a captain-level opponent—it couldn't inflict serious harm.But now, a single strike had nearly crippled Shutara Senjumaru.
"Agh…" Shutara coughed, forcing herself up from the crater, her gaze locked in shock on the four shadow clones floating above.
"They're just clones… yet they have this much power… They almost tore apart my own spiritual outfit—my Death Tyrant Suit, hand-sewn by me…"
Her eyes flicked to the rips in her clothing, and a pang of regret struck her.If she had known things would turn out this way, she wouldn't have brought Kirinji Tenjirō. She would have called Ichibei from the Royal Guard instead.
But it was far too late for regrets.
Clenching her teeth, Shutara swung her Zanpakutō—its embroidery-needle form flashing with precision.
From atop the wooden dragon, Nanaya's voice was calm and cold:"Susanoo… Complete Body."
At once, the four shadow clones of the Limbo: Border Jail unleashed an overwhelming surge of Reiatsu, flooding the air with terrifying energy.
Four martial gods—each with its own color and form—rose from the ground like titans.
Shutara froze mid-motion, her mind jolted as if struck.
What… is this!?
Each Susanoo radiated a world-destroying Reiatsu.The pressure they exuded was enough to make even her—one of the Royal Guard—feel true danger.
She wasn't just any Shinigami.Her age might even surpass Yamamoto Genryūsai's, and her power was greater still.In the Gotei 13, only Yamamoto and Unohana Retsu could compare to her.
And yet, the power of these Susanoo clones made her feel threatened.
Before she could even react—
"Ten Fist Sword!""Susanoo: Ninety-Nine!""Kamui Raikiri!""Yasakani no Magatama!"
Four divine techniques fell at once, raining destruction like a storm.
Shutara defended with all her might, but the combined assault still smashed into her, sending her flying.
Boom… boom… boom…
Her body tore through the Seireitei like a living cannonball.Walls crumbled under the impact, one after another, until an entire section shattered.
Along her path, captains like Hitsugaya Tōshirō and Komamura Sajin stared blankly at the sight, at a loss for words.
She had arrived with unmatched grace, treating even captains as beneath her.She looked untouchable.
But now… she'd been beaten down—like a dog left broken in the dirt.
Nanaya's gaze shifted, settling on Kirinji Tenjirō. Ignoring the explosions still flaring around him, he looked down and said coldly:
"Senjutsu… Storm Release: Light Fang."
In a blur of white light—
Swish!
The beam pierced straight through Kirinji's shoulder in an instant.
"Ugh!!" Kirinji let out a cry of pain.
Nanaya tilted his head, his tone almost mocking."With your strength, you still think you can match old man Yamamoto? Aren't you afraid he'd cut you down with a single swing?"
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