"What?!"
"How is this possible?! The fifth-place ranker is him?!"
As the new ranking round began, the subtitles sent shockwaves through the Bleach world—human world, Hueco Mundo, Soul Society, Wandenreich—all erupting in unison.
The Gotei 13's barracks were hit hardest, nearly rioting.
"The strongest Shinigami in a millennium…"
"Founder of the Gotei 13, one of the Soul Society's oldest Shinigami, wielder of the strongest fire-type Zanpakutō, Ryūjin Jakka…"
"Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni!"
In the First Division's office, Sasakibe Chōjirō, trembling, barely finished reading the subtitles before his face paled, nearly fainting.
How could this be?!
The Head Captain, only fifth place?!
This was an outrageous, unacceptable result!
A scorching aura filled the room. Yamamoto, having read the subtitles, was visibly enraged, his stoic face showing rare emotion.
"Damn it!"
After three seconds of silence, his white brows furrowed, his eyes blazing like an ancient volcano ready to erupt.
"It's over…"
"The old man's furious…"
Outside the office, First Division officers and members felt the terrifying pressure radiating from within, their faces paling.
It had been nearly a century since Yamamoto last raged like this, save for the Visored betrayal incident.
Sure enough—
Boom!
A fiery explosion shattered the office doors, the searing spiritual pressure manifesting as tangible flames.
Wooden debris incinerated midair, unable to withstand the heat.
The overwhelming pressure enveloped the entire First Division barracks, felling weaker members instantly, their bodies dehydrated from the intensity.
And this was merely Yamamoto's passive spiritual pressure, not Ryūjin Jakka's true power.
The might of the millennium's strongest Shinigami was undeniable, as was his current fury.
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In the Fifth Division's underground chamber:
"Hm?"
"Captain Aizen, did you feel that? That terrifying pressure… it's coming from the First Division!" Gin Ichimaru, shaken from his shock, felt a hot wind pass over him, his eyes complex as he looked toward the source.
"The old man's pissed!"
Aizen's lips curved playfully. "Gin, isn't that obvious? Even I'm shocked by the ranking result!"
For once, Aizen wasn't pretending. He genuinely felt this way.
Though he believed he'd surpass Yamamoto someday, that required a complete Hōgyoku and perfect soul fusion.
Yet Yamamoto was only fifth! Did that mean Aizen's future self would outrank the millennium's strongest Shinigami?
His smirk deepened, his resolve to defect strengthening.
"Yeah…"
"Who'd have thought the Head Captain, the most revered and feared Shinigami, wouldn't even crack the top three?"
Gin voiced everyone's thoughts. The rankings had laid bare the power levels of all factions:
- The Arrancars were the weakest, repeatedly killed off without a single ranker.
- The Gotei 13 captains showed immense strength and unseen abilities, with notable achievements.
- The Wandenreich's pure-blood Quincies, especially the Schutzstaffel, were disgustingly overpowered.
In Gin's view, Yhwach, as the Quincy King, was guaranteed a top-three spot.
So who were the two above Yamamoto, besides Aizen and Yhwach?
"The Zero Division? Unlikely—they were sniped dead!"
"Maybe that monk who flashed by?"
Gin recalled Ichibē Hyōsube, the Zero Division's leader, who hadn't shown his strength. He could be stronger than Yamamoto.
But who was the last one?
Gin racked his brain, finding no clues.
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In the Thirteenth Division:
"Ukitake…"
"You must be shocked by this, right?"
Kyoraku Shunsui shed his floral coat, his back soaked with sweat, his rugged face a mix of shock and disbelief.
How could this be?
The old man's only fifth? Four people in the future are stronger than him?
Impossible!
As Yamamoto's disciple, Kyoraku's shock was deeper than anyone's. His mentor wasn't just his guide but the Gotei 13's absolute leader, a spiritual pillar for all Shinigami.
"Ryūjin Jakka is the strongest!"
"The Head Captain can never be defeated!"
For centuries, this legend was etched in every Shinigami's heart. Even after all the rankings, no one doubted Yamamoto's place in the top three.
This was a groundbreaking upset.
As Kyoraku reeled, the subtitles faded, and the scene shifted to a new battlefield.
Yamamoto's furious voice thundered:
"Kyoraku Shunsui… Ukitake Jūshirō…"
"From long ago, I never imagined losing to those runaway brats, let alone you two, aiding invaders threatening the Soul Society's stability!"
"Come, my students… no need for words. Let our Zanpakutō decide!"
Kyoraku, still reeling, felt his mentality explode at these words.
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