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The already dim sky seemed to be shrouded in an even darker, more somber veil, obscuring even the moon from view...

Aizen Sousuke simply raised his head and looked up, without any reaction or change.

In contrast,

Tosen's reaction, however, was much more obvious.

He turned his head as if he were puzzled, and frowned slightly as if to confirm something.

The expression on his face was quite interesting... from confusion to surprise and astonishment.

The pause before and after was only half a second.

"Matsushita-kun, you..."

This is exactly the situation that left us speechless.

As mentioned before, the Ghost Path itself is a form of knowledge, and higher-level information has always been a monopolized and important content.

The later-numbered Hadō are in a state of "prohibition of external transmission," meaning that not only ordinary students but even officially registered Shinigami are not qualified to make contact with them.

The procedures for obtaining relevant information are extremely complicated.

Submit an application to obtain access. Enter the information collection room in the presence of multiple witnesses, complete the reading within the time limit, then exit the room and re-enter the locked state…

As a member of the Ninth Division, Tosen was quite familiar with this kind of prison-like detention.

Even more so.

Even if one knows the incantation and the principles of using the Demonic Path, very few people can complete the entire process and successfully unleash a high-level Demonic Path.

But what about now?

A student successfully released Hado number 90?! And actually did it?!

Although the content differed somewhat from what Tosen Kaname knew, it was not enough to quell the shock in his heart at this moment.

Matsushita Yusuke's talent was on full display at this moment, making it impossible for him to ignore this seemingly "ordinary" junior.

The emotions surging here do not stop the passage of time.

Then the incantation was completed.

The gloomy chaos above their heads poured down like a floodgate bursting open!

The already gloomy sky was now filled with turbulent currents of spiritual energy!

Aizen Sousuke, the target, simply stood there calmly, watching the black torrent surge and crash towards him like a tsunami.

Finally, a peaceful smile appeared on his face, tinged with a hint of relief.

"excellent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aizen Sousuke's figure disappeared.

The turbid torrents swept across the land, like Pandora's box opened from the sky, pouring out malice and covering every visible corner.

Seeing Tosen Kaname retreating in a panic not far away, Matsushita Yusuke swayed slightly, feeling as if he were seeing stars.

The consumption was unexpectedly high.

It was as exaggerated as being dragged out of bed in the middle of the night and forced to do a 10-kilometer weighted run in one go.

Matsushita Yusuke's chest was visibly heaving, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

The number 90 is truly deserving of its name... The spiritual energy it absorbed almost completely drained him, and now it's making him break out in a cold sweat.

but.

The process may be painful, but the result is always good.

The fact that nothing went wrong and the Ghost Path was perfectly manifested is the most compelling proof at this moment!

Didn't Lao Lan want to see what he was really capable of? Sending you your favorite black coffin is another way of "catering to his tastes".

I just don't know how effective it will be...

As he pondered this, Matsushita Yusuke raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and squinted as he looked into the distance.

What's the situation?

Beneath his feet, a black, turbid stream flowed slowly.

The land was stained and eroded, acquiring a deep black hue, and then silently dissolved and shattered, finally dissipating into fragmented spiritual particles.

The essence of the black coffin is to fix spiritual particles and then pierce and slash them countless times within a limited area...

Yusuke Matsushita transformed the fixed pattern into a liquid state, which weakened the lethality but increased the range of attack.

The fluid spiritual particles spread across the entire land, like some kind of highly polluting chemical, silently dissolving everything and beginning to slowly sink.

Until a few breaths later.

The uneven surface, like the horizon reappearing on the moon's surface, presents a frightening sense of fragmentation.

As Tosen observed everything unfolding from the sidelines using his own abilities, he unconsciously swallowed hard.

Although he knew that this behavior meant him no harm, he still couldn't help but put himself in the shoes of the person in question...

—No, I won't survive.

If Matsushita Yusuke had just released the black coffin at him, then Tosen Kaname would have seemed to have no way to resist except to wait for death.

Unless a counterattack is launched before Matsushita Yusuke can make a move...

Before his thoughts could settle, Tosen Kaname's attention was drawn to other things.

A figure.

The man who had just been bathed in the raging torrent of muddy water still stood in the same spot.

He showed no signs of distress or injury, as if everything that had just happened was merely their illusion rather than a fact in the true sense.

"Well done."

Upon hearing this, Tosen Kaname and Matsushita Yusuke's reactions were surprisingly similar.

"...???" x2

What happened?

No reaction at all? Really?!

Matsushita Yusuke's all-out attack, though it may not be as powerful as the original version in the manga, which omitted a third of the chanting.

But if you were to shove a big dog in there now, it would at least peel off a layer of skin! Or is it that even if Matsushita Yusuke tried his best, it wouldn't be enough to distract Aizen?

Holy crap...

Just how strong are you?!

Just as Matsushita Yusuke was pondering this, another voice came from behind him.

"To be able to reconstruct the black coffin to this extent, Matsushita-kun, your talent in Kido far exceeds my expectations... That's truly excellent."

It's Aizen's voice again, but why is it from behind?

Matsushita Yusuke turned his head in confusion and saw a perfectly intact Aizen smiling at him.

The person in question seemed to understand something, and at that moment looked at the familiar figure standing in the center of the turbid current.

The latter's figure, like a floating bubble, waved his hand and slowly dissipated under Matsushita Yusuke's gaze, turning into broken ashes.

A mirage in the trench!

When did I get hit...?

Yusuke Matsushita finally understood why the captains in the original work were so annoyed.

It's one thing to punch a cotton ball...

But this cotton will keep circling around you, spouting lewd remarks while simultaneously slapping you twice across the face.

Are you angry?!