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Chapter 330, Section 327: The Next Encounter

Be prepared for the shock!

This sentence has only just been uttered.

The two people not far away had already made a forceful gesture in unison.

Spiritual energy is activated, and holographic flashes emerge.

Two jet-black beams of light pierced the sky, heading towards each other simultaneously and colliding violently.

However, surprisingly, the process itself was almost entirely silent.

A silence descended, as if the world itself were facing a silent end.

Everything seemed to have lost its luster, devoid of any further reaction or brilliance—yet no one had any room to relax.

Because even the most dull-witted person can feel the pressure literally at this moment.

The energy did not disappear into thin air, but was constantly being consumed and fought against each other due to the fierce confrontation and biting.

Realizing this, Kurosaki Isshin and the others assumed defensive stances, their expressions becoming extremely serious.

After all, the current situation is quite counterintuitive.

As captains themselves, they have experienced and witnessed far more than this so far.

But with their knowledge and experience in this area, they were now even more aware of the seriousness of the problem—a silent explosion was far more dramatic than a loud roar.

And then, finally—as if one side had collapsed, the struggle of forces crumbled in an instant.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Thud!

It was as if the entire space was shaking violently! And as this earth-shattering echo came, the onlookers almost all felt dizzy and lightheaded.

earthquake?

This was the first reaction.

But soon, Kurosaki Isshin and the others realized that there was something wrong with their thinking.

How could there be an earthquake when our feet weren't even touching the ground?!

"The collision between the Cero has caused a spatial collapse—it's sucking us in!"

Clutching the fisherman's hat in his hand, Kisuke Urahara finally showed a slightly panicked expression once again after many years.

"The intensity of their attack has exceeded expectations—Captain Kurosaki, use Kido to balance the spreading aftershocks, otherwise the barrier will collapse!"

There was no room for hesitation.

After all, this is where Kurosaki Isshin lives, so he naturally couldn't just stand by and watch these two young people make a mistake. If the barrier collapses, even the aftershocks from the Cero would be enough to completely engulf most of Karakura Town.

The fragility of the present world is on full display at this moment.

"Miss Yoruichi is also working hard; we must hold on—"

The seals are joined, spiritual energy is activated, and the energy condenses into a form.

The two of them—no, along with almost everyone else present—all the powerful individuals capable of making decisions and taking action, reached a consensus in an instant.

"Binding Spell Number Eighty-One: Severing the Void!"

Bang bang bang bang ————

A continuous buzzing sound emerged, and four semi-transparent light walls, woven and gathered together by spiritual energy, floated in the air.

They approached one by one, pieced together, and finally became a winding, diamond-shaped object connected end to end.

Kurosaki Isshin gazed into the distance at the remaining two Sky-Binding Spells, the result of the combined efforts of the former Great Demonic Master and Yoruichi.

The ability to manipulate spiritual particles and create a wide-area defensive barrier can completely block attacks from those below the level 81.

Of course, methods with power comparable to these breakthroughs also have the same defensive effect.

Does that mean we can rest easy?

Wearing work clothes and glasses, Tetsuya Wakabi let out a long sigh and wiped his sweat.

It seems to have come to a temporary end.

However, before he could speak, Kisuke Urahara, who had been staring intently at the distant scenery, suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly.

"Don't relax! There's more to come, stay alert!"

What does that mean?

Almost instinctively, Wo Ling Tiezhai looked up.

What came into view was a continuously expanding black sphere—

Its volume kept doubling, and the surrounding air was compressed and pushed outwards. The airflow was enough to make the group feel top-heavy in the literal sense.

What happened?!

No one could answer, because everyone was struggling to control their movements.

Only Kisuke Urahara spoke in a tone that seemed to be incredulous.

"The attacks from these two individuals cannot be neutralized; their spiritual energy has accumulated within—and has now formed a near-fused energy cluster!"

Without a doubt, this situation must be extremely rare.

After all, the collision of energies inevitably results in a winner and loser, and the fact that such an outcome has been achieved means that both sides are literally evenly matched.

Despite the outcome of the standoff, it brought a completely different kind of pressure to Kisuke Urahara and the others who were watching.

These forces need to be eliminated.

Otherwise, this wouldn't be a problem just about Karakura Town.

"A part of the present world will be swallowed up and destroyed—"

The weakest link in the Three Realms is inherently vulnerable—it cannot withstand much damage, especially considering its role in countering Aizen and his allies' attacks.

The plan involved Yamamoto and his team preparing for several months on a whole-Soul Society basis before finally completing the specific preparations through the Technical Development Bureau.

Kisuke Urahara is truly a genius.

But even a skilled cook can't cook without rice, and this situation was clearly something he hadn't anticipated.

"Ha ha----"

Even someone as quirky as him seemed to laugh out loud at this situation, feeling utterly helpless.

How can we handle this?

"Captain Kurosaki, your son is truly extraordinary—"

"Let's put our reflections aside for now. What solutions do we have up our sleeves?"

Kisuke Urahara pondered for a moment, then spoke with a serious expression.

"Use Bankai! Attack with all your might and ignite this bomb as soon as possible," which will also keep the destructive power within a limited range.

As the ultimate means of death, Bankai doesn't seem to be suitable for the current situation.

But at this moment it was clear that Kisuke Urahara had no other ideas.

Kurosaki Isshin pursed his lips, silently lowered his hands, gripped the hilt and scabbard, and prepared to exert all his strength.

"————"

"etc."

Yoruichi Shihouin, who had returned to human form, suddenly spoke.

"Um—it seems like there's some other move coming?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Matsushita Ryuka standing there, making a waving gesture at that moment.

The Zanpakuto that had been thrown away flew back into her hand in a circle, and the mask on Matsushita Ryouka's face began to shatter, until finally a small part of it cracked and fell off.

His pupils, which had turned pitch black, were now visible.

She gave a soft hum, seemingly with a hint of helplessness and disdain as she spoke.

"The real world is such a hassle—it's nothing like the fun in Hueco Mundo."

She raised her right hand, swung the sword, and threw the Zanpakuto in her hand as if it were a dagger, while saying softly.

"Eat it, you glutton."

The dagger-like blade plunged into it, as if entering another dimension—and vanished without a trace in an instant.

However, this was merely an illusion, because soon, the entire expanded sphere began to contract violently.

It seemed to have been suddenly stimulated, abruptly stopped trembling, then visibly shrank back, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The blade silently swayed once, then instantly rose from the ground and returned to Matsushita Ryukaku's hand.

She waved it casually, her tone seemingly carrying a hint of reproach.

"What are you thinking? Why are you moving so slowly? You used to eat so enthusiastically, didn't you?! Huh?! Are you too tired from all this activity to have any appetite?!"

Everyone present stared silently at Matsushita Hisa, unsure of what to say.

What just happened?

Kurosaki Isshin wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

"Captain Urahara————"

"To be honest, I'm not too sure either."

To be honest, of course, this doesn't mean that Kisuke Urahara was completely unaware.

He was still able to make some inferences.

"That must have been the power of the Zanpakuto—Captain Matsushita's daughter must have used the Zanpakuto's power."

"But she wasn't liberated at all, was she?!"

That's the problem.

The release of a Zanpakuto requires a process. Although it's possible to achieve a "zero-frame start" after mastering Bankai, however—

Has this girl already reached this level?

Frankly speaking, among those present, only Rukia Kuchiki is temporarily unable to participate in this discussion. But precisely because of this, everyone understands the significance of their solutions.

It's definitely not something a young kid could do easily.

"One can enter a state of liberation at will, and at the same time unleash even more power—even if you don't want to admit it, it's a fact."

With a touch of emotion, Kisuke Urahara offered a subtle summary.

"This child's strength has already surpassed our level."

The idea that one should accept aging is a false proposition.

But at this moment, for those present, watching this young man rise like a supernova, even the most determined people could only show expressions of helplessness.

"Strong" is not a descriptive term, but a synonym for a talent.

"Hey, kid."

Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly spoke.

The mask on his face slowly fell away at that moment, but at the same time, his slightly upturned, somewhat sinister tone remained unchanged.

What is your name?

"Panasonic Ryoka."

"Right—remember, my name is Kurosaki Ichigo."

He raised his right hand and pointed straight at the direction of the rhombus.

"next time."

Snap snap snap snap snap snap snap ————

The masks on Ichigo Kurosaki's face emitted a series of crisp echoes as they began to break and fall off until they turned to ashes with the blowing wind.

However, the darkness in his pupils did not dissipate, nor did the lingering gloom around him.

"When we meet again, I will defeat you. Your sword, your power, everything about you—all will be defeated by me."

Therefore.

"Wash your neck clean and wait, I'll kill you next time we meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ichigo Kurosaki's pupils suddenly lost their color.

Almost simultaneously, his body went limp and he collapsed, plummeting from the horizon.

Kurosaki Isshin rushed over almost reflexively and pulled Ichigo into his arms.

Only you can truly love your own child.

Yi Xin quickly stepped forward and gave him a quick check-up—finally, after confirming that he was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There's nothing seriously wrong.

That's enough! After all, at the same time—they've already achieved their goal.

The power within Ichigo Kurosaki has been fully awakened; all that's needed now is guidance and assistance in a specific direction.

But that's all in the future.

Kisuke Urahara, Yoruichi, and the others are now flanking Ichigo Kurosaki, gazing into the distance.

And on the other side.

Matsushita Ryukaku, whose mask was already half broken, scoffed and turned her head away as if she didn't care to bother with such a thing.

"Boring provocations—I'm not interested."

She touched her cheek with her right hand and lightly touched the mask with her index finger.

With just a light touch, cracks silently appeared on it, then spread out in an instant, shattering into countless flying debris.

Matsushita Hikari slightly raised her head.

The darkness in one of her eyes faded, while the other retained its original shape.

Looking down at the crowd, her tone carried a hint of disdain.

"He can't even have complete control over his own body, yet he still spouts nonsense about others—what's wrong with this guy?"

"Is he crazy?"

ha----

Silently parting her lips, Matsushita Hikari's smile carried a flamboyant yet helpless air.

Then, she turned halfway around.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see."

After all, she hadn't seen an opponent of this caliber in a long time.

Throughout the entire Soul Society, the last person who could fight her like this was her biological father—of course, Matsushita Yusuke had no reason to go all out against Rinka.

Therefore, the current clash is not only a collision of the two sides' inherently illusory nature, but also an eagerness to try out something similar.

Finding a worthy opponent is not easy.

next time----

Once he has mastered the sword, the arrow, and even some more advanced techniques, Matsushita Hikaru will be able to unleash his full power.

With that thought in mind, she looked around and then jumped down, returning to Rukia Kuchiki's side.

"Rukia-neechan, let's go!"

The latter is completely out of the loop—what's going on now? Where am I? And who are you?

These kinds of thoughts kept swirling around, until Rukia finally showed an expression that looked like she was about to cry.

"Rinka—you, how much more are you hiding from me?"

The latter simply put his hands behind his back and tilted his head inexplicably.

"Hidden from you? No, I didn't—"

She smiled, her tone full of pride.

"I'm Matsushita Hishika, the daughter of the Eleventh Division Captain!"

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