Restricted Death

Chapter 152 The Answer of Blood Blossom
The moment the blood-red blade struck, Shin's white sword suddenly slid in like a fish, brushing against the edge. There was no metallic clang when the blades touched. Unohana Retsu's pupils contracted sharply. She clearly saw the gleaming white short sword cut into the gap of the Zanpakuto's guard at an incredible angle, and the sparks from the friction of the blades traced a twisted trajectory in the blood mist.

Ka!

Unohana Retsu's wrist flicked like a butterfly, drawing her sword to avoid the locking blade in an instant. Her slash was then precisely cut off by the crimson longsword. The two swords, one long and one short, wove a yin-yang interlocking net of blades, twisting the surging swamp of blood into a spiral-shaped vacuum tunnel.

The white blade suddenly slipped from his hand and spun back into the blood swamp. Unohana Retsu instinctively glanced at the sinking short blade, only to see the red blade in the boy's right hand suddenly burst forth with a light more dazzling than the blood swamp. The blade of the other shore, trailing afterimages, slashed diagonally upwards, its path forming a perfect mirror image of the white blade that had just slipped from his hand.

Swish!
Unohana Retsu flicked her toes and spun back, retreating amidst the blood-red wave. As she looked at the cross-shaped bloodstain on her left arm, her smile grew even brighter.

She swung her Zanpakuto, and the blood-red blade suddenly lengthened. Shin spun around to avoid the sweeping sword shadow, only to find that the splattered blood droplets condensed into thin swords in mid-air, swirling back like a rain of pear blossoms.

Facing the barrage of attacks, Xin didn't dodge but directly met them with his sword, the crisscrossing blades suddenly slashing down!
Ding!
As the blades clashed, the surging spiritual pressure caused the blood swamp beneath their feet to churn once more. Both retreated simultaneously, and behind the horizontal blood blade, Shin saw Unohana Retsu's disheveled black hair flying wildly.

boom!
The space suddenly began to tremble, startling Xin. He thought the spiritual barrier was about to be broken, but then he realized that what was trembling was the blood plasma all over the ground. Under the entire blood dome, everything was trembling wildly, and the flowing blood plasma seemed to be boiling!
Unohana Retsu suddenly swung her Zanpakuto, and a curved blood blade condensed from the blood swamp beneath her feet and flew towards her.

Xin gripped his twin swords tightly and cleaved it in two. Blood gushed out from all directions, and waves of blood, some tens of meters high, surged toward him.

Under such circumstances, Shin had no choice but to dodge repeatedly, but the entire space had already been completely covered by Unohana Retsu's Bankai. The writhing blood plasma was like some kind of liquid living thing, which had now been awakened, roaring and howling, trying to devour Shin!

Unohana Retsu's spiritual pressure was already extremely strong. With a series of quick movements, the white sword suddenly grazed the red sword, and the sparks that flew up were shattered by the sword energy that swept across, instantly creating a long, narrow line of fire!

fire?
Seeing this, Unohana Retsu's eyes flickered. She did not see any movement of using the Kido technique, but the sword energy, carrying the flames, suddenly surged, like hundreds of fire dragons roaring out and crashing straight into the blood tide.

"Garuda Flame!"

boom!
The intense heat hit her face, and the blood tide was eroded by the sea of ​​fire, turning into red and white water vapor. Unohana's eyes were fixed on the white mist. Under this high temperature, she suddenly felt a chill. She subconsciously wanted to dodge with a step, but the arc-shaped sword energy that tore through the water vapor was even faster!
Swish!
Blood splattered, and despite Unohana Retsu's best efforts to dodge, a half-inch gash was still grazed on her neck.

"hiss--"

Unohana Retsu suddenly felt as if her neck and above were frozen, and an indescribable pain was gnawing at her nerves. Unlike the previous injuries, this time it brought her pain that touched the depths of her soul!
Her pupils dilated involuntarily, and the spiritual energy she had just received quickly covered the wound on her neck.

If I had been even half a second slower, I would surely be decapitated by now.

It felt like I was about to die again.

Unohana Retsu's eyes trembled slightly, and her breathing became a little heavier.

This was already the umpteenth time she had faced that sword energy head-on, and she was genuinely curious about how Xin's sword could unleash such power!

What kind of technique was that, where he just unleashed flames with his sword? Was it the power of his Zanpakuto?

Beneath the lingering white steam and blood mist, Shin's figure charged forward once more. Unohana Retsu lightly flicked the blood-stained blade in her hand, and after deflecting the first attack from the twin swords, she suddenly changed her move and slashed heavily at Shin.

Her sudden attack left him wide open, and Xin seemed to move even faster, thrusting his twin blades toward her chest.

Two swords, one red and one white, pierced through Unohana's body at the same time. What made Shin's expression change slightly was that Unohana Retsu's movements did not falter at all after he pierced her. The light in her eyes grew brighter, her black hair flew wildly, and with extreme madness, the blood-stained blade slashed fiercely at his collarbone!
puff!

The blade embedded itself in the bone. Unohana Retsu's strength was immense, accompanied by an extremely powerful spiritual pressure. This strike made Shin's body sway, and he almost fell to his knees.

She neither blocked nor dodged, as if she had planned to do so beforehand. Her life-or-death approach caused the two to suddenly reach a stalemate at such close range.

Unohana Retsu continued to frantically increase the force of her downward chop, determined to cleave Shin's body in two.

Shin could clearly feel the trembling of Unohana Retsu's arm. Her open clothes revealed an old scar on her collarbone, which was now stained with fresh blood, forming an eerie totem.

"Ho ho..."

Unohana Retsu let out a strange laugh as she spun the twin swords piercing her body, the blades churning flesh and blood.

"Captain, does it hurt?" Xin asked, grimacing.

Unohana Retsu did not answer. With her left hand, she once again conjured a blood crystal short spear, disregarding her injuries, and this time aimed it at Shin's head.

Upon seeing this, Xin swiftly pulled the white knife from her body, blocking the short gun that was meant to kill him.

Blood gushed from Unohana Retsu's wound, but her expression grew increasingly arrogant: "Are you that afraid of death?"

Credit used the white blade to block the blood-stained blade that was about to deepen his wound, then pulled out the red blade and flew back several meters.

Unohana Retsu closed in and chased after him.

The trajectory of the blood-red blade suddenly collapsed into countless fine lines in Xin's eyes. In the instant he dodged the sharp edge, the white blade swept upwards, revealing a glint of cold moonlight. Unohana Retsu's throat moved slightly, her back arching almost fully. The moment the blade grazed her chin, the red blade was already biting towards her heart like a venomous snake.

Unohana Retsu did not return to defend; her blood-stained blade slashed towards Shin's head.

Ding!
Shin had no choice but to defend, and the spiritual pressure released by the clash of the three swords stirred up the surrounding blood swamp into a semicircle that seemed to envelop the two of them.

Xin's pupils reflected the other person's face, contorted with excitement.

His eyes darkened slightly.

The opponent's current fighting style is completely reckless. Her confidence in doing so may stem from her powerful spiritual pressure, which allows her to continuously heal herself.

However, his spiritual pressure was already nearly depleted, so much so that he didn't even bother to heal the wound from his previous attack.

After constantly dodging, Xin finally managed to create some distance between himself and the other party.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, and looked at Unohana Retsu not far away. He saw that the wound on her chest that he had pierced was now covered with the spirit of the return path, and the earlier wounds had completely healed without leaving a scar.

"The captain's reply was truly brilliant, but why only heal new wounds?"

Unohana Retsu didn't respond immediately upon hearing this; she knew the letter was referring to the old scar on her collarbone.

She hadn't yet studied the Dao when she got this scar.

However, with her current level of expertise, removing a scar would be a piece of cake. The reason she didn't do it was because she felt that keeping the scar would remind her of something during these monotonous days.

Unohana Retsu lightly raised the blood-stained blade in her hand: "You want to know?"

Xin suddenly let out a long sigh, shook the two swords in his hands, and then sheathed them one by one.

He knew perfectly well where the old scar came from; it was that scar that had transformed the once notorious villain known as "Yachiru" into his current state.

Why ask questions when you already know the answer? Xin felt he had been a bit too talkative.

"Never mind, I don't really want to either." When Unohana Retsu saw him suddenly put away his sword, she narrowed her eyes. The strong spiritual pressure still emanating from Shin didn't seem like he intended to stop fighting.

But then Xin slowly walked to a short distance away, pulled out the shallow sword that he had previously stuck in the ground, and at that moment the two swords at his waist disappeared.

The spiritual barrier high above him rapidly contracted to his body, and the knife wound on his shoulder bone healed instantly.

The letter stood up slightly, as if speaking to Unohana, or perhaps talking to itself: "This time, I'm definitely going to be punished."

With the suppression of the spiritual barrier gone, the blood-red dome unleashed a torrent of spiritual pressure that had been pent up for so long. Unohana Retsu's Bankai burst forth, spreading outwards. The Kido barrier of this space only briefly hindered her spiritual pressure before being penetrated.

This is……

Unohana Retsu was slightly stunned. There was only one explanation for Shin's sudden action: his spiritual power had reached its limit, and he had no choice but to remove the spiritual energy barrier that suppressed his spiritual pressure.

She had only just begun to enjoy the battle and was unwilling to be disturbed by outsiders, so she couldn't help but wonder if she had pushed herself too far.

Are the people outside already looking for them? Even if they haven't started yet, they'll rush over as soon as they sense their spiritual pressure.

Their current location is below Twin Peaks Hill!

While Unohana Retsu was pondering, Shin suddenly drew his sword and rushed in front of her.

A simple, shallow strike traced a straight line before her eyes. It was just an ordinary slash, and Unohana Retsu instinctively raised her sword to block, but the blood-stained blade was easily pierced by the sword shadow.

Unohana Retsu's pupils suddenly shrank into cold stars.

"Mokhuraka!"

Whoa!

Blood splattered everywhere as the inner lining of Retsu Unohana's Shinigami uniform was completely torn open, leaving a long, narrow gash several tens of centimeters long running from her chest to her abdomen!
What happened? Did I not see the trajectory of his sword swing?

Impossible, he can't be that fast...

The question flashed through Unohana Retsu's mind like lightning. Ignoring her injuries, she reacted with lightning speed and slashed fiercely at Shin's neck.

Just as the blood-stained blade was about to touch Shin's body, Shin's hand had already readjusted its position, aiming at Unohana Retsu's heart—

puff!
The shallow strike pierced through Retsu Unohana's heart, but the blood-stained blade remained pressed against Shin's neck, unable to advance even an inch further!
Neither of them dodged the attacks.

The spiritual barrier on the surface of the body flickered uncertainly a few times before finally collapsing.

Unohana Retsu's eyes trembled slightly, and she staggered back a few steps before the blood-stained blade barely grazed the skin on Shin's neck.

She seemed somewhat dazed, staring at the letter for a long time before spitting out a mouthful of blood and speaking incoherently.

"well done."

With her heart pierced, even with her high level of Taoist cultivation, the injury rendered her instantly unable to fight. Her body swayed a few times, as if she intended to lean on her sword to stand, but she only managed to maintain it for less than a second before finally falling backward to the ground, like a kite with a broken string.

Her body fell down, peacefully yet abruptly.

"Ho-"

The moment Unohana Retsu fell to the ground, her breathing suddenly became rapid, her body tensed up, and she twitched slightly uncontrollably.

Her face was covered in blood spurting from her mouth, and she was breathing heavily at a terrifying pace. Her immense spiritual pressure was rapidly dissipating like a deflated balloon.

Retsu Unohana stared intently at the sky after her Bankai dissipated, leaving it as it was. At that moment, it was unclear what she was thinking.

With his last breath, Shin forced himself to walk to Unohana Retsu's side and knelt on the ground. Looking down at her face, he finally revealed an expression that seemed to be both pain and relief.

"Captain, do you want to die?"

Upon hearing this, Retsu Unohana fixed her gaze on him. Her eyes held a rare brilliance. Shin had seen gentleness and indifference in her eyes before, but now they held a complexity he couldn't quite describe.

No fear.

Shin placed his palm on her chest. Retsu Unohana's haori was tattered and torn, and her shihaka underneath was completely cut open by Shin. Her pale body was covered in bloodstains, with some wounds that had healed and others that hadn't been healed yet, a complete mess.

Xin used the last bit of spiritual power he could muster to pass on.

swish swish—

Several figures suddenly appeared on the rock wall above the outer edge of the deep pit in this space.

It was someone from outside who came looking for us.

Shin had no time to look at her; with his last bit of strength, he began to heal her using the power of his Zanpakuto.

Retsu Unohana's injuries were extremely severe, and with his current spiritual pressure, he couldn't possibly do anything; at most, he could only help stop the bleeding.

Unohana Retsu's eyes gradually regained their clarity and calmness. Her blood-covered face showed no expression as she stared directly at Shin's face, which was inches away from hers. Suddenly, she raised her Zanpakuto and held the blade against his neck.

This time, Xin no longer had any immunity to damage, and she only needed to apply a little force to cut through her skin.

Cutting off this head probably wouldn't be difficult.

"Stop it!"

A roar came from afar, and people above the pit rushed over.

Unohana Retsu hesitated to act, as she could clearly sense the spiritual energy being transmitted from the letter. It was moving very slowly, as if this spiritual energy was incredibly precious.

Perhaps he was completely exhausted, and that doing something like this required his full concentration.

Shin suddenly felt himself enveloped by an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure. Without the protection of his Zanpakuto's power, the overwhelming spiritual pressure made his vision go black for a moment. He didn't care that the blade wasn't pressed against his neck and collapsed to the ground.

"..."

Fortunately, Retsu Unohana drew her sword just in time.

(End of this chapter)