Who are you calling a stable boy?!

Zhicheng Shuang remained silent.

He was a man of few words by nature.

Some people talk too much!

To be precise, he's all talk and no action.

"Hehe, no matter how much you hit this body, you can't defeat him!"

Yu Lu Zhe Liu smiled and touched her hair, which looked as if it had been painted with thick ink: "Is there anyone in the world who would die just because they lost a single hair?"

"Oh?"

Zheng Jing raised an eyebrow, seemingly inspired by the somewhat nonsensical words about rain, dew, and pomegranate.

Zhicheng Shuang also frowned.

He suddenly realized that Zheng Jing's ability to see rain and dew on pomegranate trees was likely the most difficult problem in this battle.

"So? Have you figured it out yet? Do you want me to show you a little more skin?"

Yu Lu Zhe Liu's face flushed red. As she spoke, she picked up the edge of her clothes and pretended to pull it towards Zheng Jing.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Zheng Jing, struggling to suppress his laughter by engaging his facial muscles, let out a slightly trembling sound from his throat.

"The thought that you, the guy from Mole City, are horny towards me, Lao Zheng, makes me want to laugh, but I can't get horny at all."

"..."

At that moment, Shi Cheng Shuang also felt as if he were facing two Yu Lu Zhe Liu at the same time.

No, it might be even higher than that...

"Hey, don't be so eager to become famous, Brother Zhicheng. To be honest, your Zanpakuto ability is quite impressive."

Zheng Jing's praise was heartfelt.

If he wasn't mistaken, then the power of Shi Cheng Shuang's Rain and Dew Pomegranate was probably no less than that of Lao Lan's Mirror Flower Water Moon, both belonging to the top-tier mechanism monsters.

"Back in Chamber 46, Old Blue and I thought your abilities were similar to those of Quincy, but now it seems that your ability to manipulate spiritual particles is far superior to those pure-blooded Quincy."

He untied the gourd from his waist, tilted his head back and took a sip, then shook his head and uttered two words.

"Fusion."

"Domination."

He looked at Souya Azashiro and sighed, "No wonder even the members of the 11th Division say they've hardly ever seen your Zanpakuto since you inherited Kenpachi's name..."

"You've probably been in Bankai form for the past year."

"...Since I entered Seireitei, I have heard many rumors about you and Captain Aizen."

Zhicheng Shuang also broke his silence.

"Nobles, soldiers, officers, vice-captains, and even some captains would say that Zheng Jing's martial arts and Aizen's wisdom are unparalleled in the Soul Society for the past five hundred years."

He looked at Zheng Jing, his tone serious and his expression solemn.

"But I know that Zheng Jing's wisdom and Aizen's martial arts are truly unfathomable."

Zheng Jing chuckled upon hearing this.

"Huh? Judging from this, you didn't actually fight with Old Lan, did you?"

"Never."

Mole City Shuang also honestly shook his head.

"But I know that even if I have cracked Captain Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu, it is hard to say that I can defeat him."

"Unable to win, yet confident of remaining undefeated—interesting, very interesting!"

Zheng Jing burst into laughter.

"Alright! Let me, Old Zheng, give it a try first, and see if you, Zhicheng Shuang, truly have the ability to remain invincible!"

The stick spun and blossomed, while a fierce wind swept it backward.

Zheng Jing's domineering fighting spirit suddenly erupted, and in an instant, it seemed to make the night sky, which was about to cover the setting sun, pause for a moment!

The intense heat and pressure couldn't dispel the gloom on Shiro Sōya's face.

"Now that you've guessed the abilities of the Rain Dew Pomegranate, do you still insist on continuing this battle?"

He said in a deep voice, "I know you are incredibly powerful, but this power is by no means omnipotent."

"If you can't even hurt me, how can you defeat me?"

"Hey."

Zheng Jing chuckled.

"Just because it's not a panacea doesn't mean we shouldn't do it."

"If it's difficult to accomplish, should we just give up?"

"If there's no other way, should we just give up?"

"Zhicheng Shuangye, you fool, how could you ask such a question!"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Jing had already raised his bat again and was about to hit Wang Zhicheng Shuang in the face!

But this blow still missed its mark.

This Ruyi Jingu Bang, which could shatter all obstacles and sweep away evil spirits and demonic mists, simply pierced straight through the body of Zhicheng Shuang, who remained completely still.

It's just like that little monkey in the mountains, trying to scoop the moon from a branch.

"I do not understand......"

As the golden cudgel pierced through his body, Zhicheng Shuang lowered his eyes.

His body suddenly contorted and vanished like a mirage, leaving only a weary whisper.

—Then, the ground beneath Zheng Jing suddenly gripped his feet!

This is not a description.

The barren earth surged, and the soil and rocks, as if alive, entangled and contracted, gripping Zheng Jing's feet tightly.

In fact, what captured Zheng Jing at this moment was not just this land.

Even the air around Zheng Jing was given an invisible, resilient form at this moment, tightly and powerfully pulling his body!

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Jing heard the chanting of the Ghost Path.

Although his time at the school was short, Jeong Kyung-kwan memorized all the recorded incantations of the Kido sect within the Seireitei.

He immediately recognized it as the chant of the Sixty-Three Thunder Roar Cannon of the Hakudo—

No! That's not right!

More than just the Thunder Roar Cannon!

If it were an ordinary Grim Reaper who was well-versed in the ways of the demons, it would probably take him a while to react. But with Zheng Jing's understanding of the ways of the demons, he could clearly tell in an instant that Shi Cheng Shuang had also mixed something else into the chanting of the Thunder Roar Cannon.

This is the seventy-third step of the Breakthrough Path, the Twin Lotus Azure Flame Falls.

Dual chanting is an advanced technique that only a very few elites can master, even among the demonic sects.

Who would have thought that Soya Azashiro, the eighth Kenpachi, not only mastered the seventy-third shoju (a type of dread) but could also perform such a skillful double chanting technique?

"Scattered animal bones..."

However, at that moment, a new chanting sound came from another direction.

Then, one after another—

The chanting, coming from all directions, increased one after another, layer upon layer, and in an instant, Zheng Jing was surrounded.

Looking around, Zheng Jing saw that all around him, on the land, trees, hills, streams, and all sorts of things, mouths with complete lips and teeth had sprouted!

These mouths opened and closed rapidly, from which flowed clear and orderly chants symbolizing power.

In an instant, it seemed as if the entire world was launching an attack on Zheng Jing!

Zheng Jing is right.

The essence of Yulu Zheliu's ability is fusion.

Shiro is also able to blend in with everything around him.

From mountains, rivers, and lakes to small pebbles and sand...

That's right, even the spiritual particles floating in the air can be fused together.

Merge, and then manipulate it as if it were your own body.

Throughout the past year, he has indeed maintained his Bankai state, because only in this way can he maintain his fusion with the Seireitei and the Rukongai.

The metaphor of rain and dew on pomegranates is very apt.

What he just revealed to Zheng Jing, or what he has revealed to everyone over the past year, is actually only a small part of himself, like a single strand of hair.

Zheng Jing's blows were powerful and forceful. They seemed to pass through his body, but in fact, they shattered the spiritual particles that made up that part of him in that instant.

Just as a broken hair can grow back, such a loss is hardly even considered an injury for Souya Mochishiro.

As for the words that are currently surrounding Zheng Jing, they are the two hundred artificial remains that he stole from the Technology Development Bureau before leaving Seireitei.

To some extent, his decision to submit the plan to Chamber 46 again was also to lure Aizen away from the Development Bureau so that he could steal these artificial bodies.

After fusing these artifacts, Souichi Shiro will be able to integrate them with other things around him at any time, thus achieving the feat of chanting two hundred demonic arts at the same time!

He truly did not want to fight Zheng Jing, nor did he intend to take Zheng Jing's life.

But he has always been cautious.

Knowing that this battle was unavoidable, his only option was to defeat Zheng Jing first.

"boom!!"

Two hundred ghostly paths poured out towards Zheng Jing almost simultaneously.

Among these, the Thunder Roar Cannon, which few active officers can master, has the lowest serial number.

As the spirit tumbled, among those two hundred ghost paths, one could clearly see the terrifying power of the Ninety Black Coffin of the Breaking Path and the Ninety-One Thousand Hands Bright Sky Cannon of the Breaking Path!

The wind howled and the earth shook.

The expanding spiritual pressure soared to the heavens and the earth; such a commotion could not possibly escape the notice of the captains in the distant Seireitei.

Shi Cheng Shuang was also somewhat helpless.

In his mind, things shouldn't have developed to this point.

It shouldn't have developed to this point at this time.

But plans can't keep up with changes, and he had to move forward with the next part of the plan before the other captains, especially the commander-in-chief, arrived...

The only saving grace was that Zheng Jing, who was seriously injured, was no longer able to stop him.

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng Shuang prepared to leave—

"Hehehe, hehehe! Woohoo! Ahahahaha!"

—Amidst the still-flowing spiritual pressure, a wild laugh rang out, startling even Mochishiro Sou.

"You fool from Mole City, don't run away! Watch out for my new trick that I, Old Zheng, have just come up with!"

With a look that was both angry and amused, Zheng Jing stomped one foot on the ground, all six arms came out, and both heads appeared at the same time. With a loud shout, he not only did not block but absorbed the spiritual pressure formed by the convergence of the two hundred high-level ghost paths into his body!

"what--"

His whole body shone with golden light, forcing half of the night to retreat. Zheng Jing raised one hand and then covered it with his palm!

"With one breath, mountains and rivers are shaken!"

Chapter Thirty: Dragon, Tiger, and a Roadside Animal

In an instant, the surrounding air currents all surged back, and the clouds over the hundred-mile-long sky seemed to boil over!

With a single strike, he displayed unparalleled palm technique. The golden light that had forced back the night sky completely contracted, transforming into a blazing torrent that swept across hundreds of miles, its inner force burning fiercely and incomparably powerful.

Wherever it passed, thunder and fire erupted.