[Bleach: The Invincible Slacker] Chapter 191 - 195

Chapter 191

The first generation Kenpachi, who had killed countless people, died a thousand years ago, but her spirit had never truly been buried.

His appearance—or perhaps the immense power he displayed—made her dead heart come alive again.

Uehara Shiroha knew her psychological changes very well.

Unohana Retsu's doubts and shock stemmed from the incredible speed at which he became stronger and his undeniable genius.

The Gotei 13 had never lacked geniuses, but what they truly lacked were geniuses at the level of monsters.

Souls with the qualifications to become Shinigami were already the elite among souls—in the modern world, they would be considered exceptional talents at minimum. However, such outstanding individuals, when placed within the ranks of the Gotei 13, were merely ordinary rank-and-file soldiers, no different from common workers in the modern world.

The seated officers and vice-captains were considered noteworthy figures. Only captains who could achieve Bankai were qualified to leave their names in history and earn the title of "genius."

Being able to become a senior captain meant being considered a strong captain. The thousand-year-old captains represented the pinnacle—the absolute top combat power in the Soul Society.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, Unohana Retsu, and Zaraki Kenpachi who had unleashed his true power all stood at this legendary level.

This was also the limit of what Shinigami could achieve.

No matter what kind of genius, no matter how exceptional their talent, none could surpass this ceiling.

It was like the physical limits of human beings in the real world.

The reason it was called a "limit" was precisely because it couldn't be broken.

If you run like Usain Bolt, you're a genius who can gain both fame and fortune. But if you run like Captain America? You're a monster who would be captured and experimented on.

After integrating many trump cards and developing them to a certain extent, Uehara Shiroha had shattered this limit.

His strength surpassed even the elite group of thousand-year captains.

He hadn't merely left his name in history—he had broken past records and created an entirely new history.

Uehara Shiroha had made just one sword strike, and suddenly all other captains became mere mortals by comparison.

In the eyes of others, he had attained such terrifying strength overnight.

This transformed him from a legend into a myth.

It was too incredible, like something from a dream.

It was indeed like ordinary people in the real world seeing Captain America or superheroes in action—like witnessing the impossible made flesh.

Therefore, even in the eyes of a thousand-year captain like Unohana Retsu, Uehara Shiroha was nothing short of a monster.

The more you understood the limits of Shinigami and the more knowledge you possessed, the greater the impact of witnessing such impossibility.

Yhwach and Hyōsube Ichibē still had a buzzing in their heads, struggling to recover from what they'd witnessed.

As for the murderous intent that Unohana Retsu tried her best to control and hide, the reason was very simple.

Because this female killer was really hungry.

Simply put, she was addicted to "slashing."

The captain Unohana from a thousand years ago was not known by this name.

Her name was Unohana Yachiru.

After founding the 11th Division, she lived a simple life of eating, sleeping, and slashing people every day.

Before joining the Gotei 13, she was an unprecedented villain in the history of the Soul Society.

She was bloodthirsty and couldn't sleep well at night unless she killed a few people every day.

This was Unohana Yachiru, and fighting was everything to her.

As the most infamous villain in Soul Society's history, as the Kenpachi who created the 11th Division and its fighting philosophy, she hadn't slashed people happily for a thousand years. Over the centuries, she had endured very, very hard.

The more masters she faced, the greater her addiction grew.

The slashing technique displayed by Uehara Shiroha was fatally attractive to her.

This was the hidden nature of Unohana Retsu.

"Why is that?" Even though she was rejected, Unohana Retsu still maintained her calm and gentle demeanor:

"Even if you hate the nobles of Soul Society, you have a good relationship with Captain Kyōraku and Vice-Captain Matsumoto.

Now they need your help.

And even if you lend a helping hand to them, you will not lose anything.

After all, for someone of your caliber, it is just a piece of cake.

You should have no reason to refuse."

To be honest, she had lived for so many years and had encountered all kinds of peculiar individuals.

After all, geniuses were always unique and different from others—it was normal for them to have weird temperaments.

But someone as strange as Uehara Shiroha? He was a first even for her.

His mind was as unfathomable and elusive as his strength.

What struck her as particularly strange was that Uehara Shiroha's strength and position had somehow allowed Aizen to retreat unscathed from their encounter.

Aizen and Uehara Shiroha were both tremendously proud individuals.

People like Aizen would not tolerate any variables and would resolutely eliminate all potential threats.

And Uehara Shiroha would not bow to anyone—he would definitely become a threat to Aizen.

But the two did not fight; they seemed to have reached some agreement, both stopping at the precise right moment...

She always felt that something was wrong.

So her call for help this time was also a test.

"Captain Unohana is really sharp. Your judgment of the situation is indeed very accurate," Uehara Shiroha shook his head:

"It's just that you misjudged me and yourself.

I am not the person you think I am, and you are not the person you think you are.

Since you have come to me, you will never be satisfied with just keeping things quiet. You are not such a person."

Unohana Retsu had treated him as a young man who was ignorant of the world's ways, wanting to pressure him with words and test his resolve.

However, this captain who appeared so gentle and dignified did not expect that in front of Uehara Shiroha, she was like an open book, unable to hide any secrets.

Therefore, before she could uncover any useful information, Uehara Shiroha saw through all her intentions.

Unohana Retsu, who had a braid hanging down the front, narrowed her eyes slightly:

"You know my story?

I came here today for no other reason than to ask for your help."

Her self from a thousand years ago had become history, and those who knew about her were basically all dead.

Compared with the past, she had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Very few people knew her true identity.

How did a young Shinigami like Uehara Shiroha know this?

If he could discover her secret, then did he also know the details of Zaraki Kenpachi?

After hearing Unohana Retsu's slightly guarded answer, Uehara Shiroha shook his head and said:

"However, human nature will not change.

It is nature precisely because it cannot be changed.

Deep in your heart, the blood of a killer flows, and this is your nature that cannot be altered.

Therefore, as long as you stand in front of me, your blood will boil and the killer instinct will be activated.

In fact, before coming here, you had expectations for this, which is also an important reason why you wanted to see me.

It has nothing to do with asking for help. You just want to fight."

Unohana Retsu herself had not realized this expectation hidden deep in her heart, but Uehara Shiroha had seen through it at a glance.

Unohana Retsu's breath became calmer: "I won't do anything."

She could not deny Uehara Shiroha's words.

This man had seen through her completely.

Before coming here, Unohana Retsu did have a vague expectation stirring in her heart.

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She wanted to witness Uehara Shiroha's strength with her own eyes, experience the sheer pleasure of his power, and fight with him in person.

Just to punish herself and make up for her past mistakes, she had suppressed these primal instincts for centuries.

And this hidden thought was seen through by Uehara Shiroha at a glance.

"Is this mind reading?" she wondered.

Uehara Shiroha looked indifferent:

"I don't need to read your mind. I can understand your thoughts just by seeing you—it's written all over your face, it's obvious.

It doesn't matter if you don't act on it.

But I want to see the strenght of the first generation Kenpachi."

"Do you want to challenge Kenpachi's title?" Unohana Retsu's expression turned cold.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that." Uehara Shiroha looked elegant and easy-going, and said:

"I mean, you are the challenger!

I don't mean to disrespect the title of Kenpachi.

But you do need to continue to work hard to win my respect."

In terms of combat power, except for the two captains who were shamed, the captains of the 11th Division who inherited the title of Kenpachi were all ruthless people, the kind who could be listed in the legends of battle.

Needless to say, the first generation Kenpachi was the killing flower on the battlefield, a real blood goddess, who only lived for fighting and killing.

Like Kurosaki Ichigo, Zaraki Kenpachi was a "monster of raw power," with a prominent force that could make bricks fly and cut down everything that refused to obey.

A typical case of "unrefined power with ancestral potential."

Thousands of years ago, Unohana Yachiru possessed the Reiatsu and slashing skills of a top captain, like a bloody Asura walking out of hell, terrifying and powerful.

Then there were Kenpachi Kuruyashiki and Zaraki Kenpachi. These two were also ruthless fighters with amazing combat power.

Their combat power was so strong that it could even alarm the Royal Guard.

But no matter how strong their combat power was, it couldn't save the reckless, nor could it defeat Uehara Shiroha.

The successive Kenpachis had some issues with their mindsets, and their thought processes were different from others. Unohana Retsu, who looked very normal in front of him, actually had battlefield trauma, and believed that there could not be two Kenpachis in one era.

In fact, it was not as if they couldn't have multiple Kenpachis in one era, yet she seemed unreasonably anxious about it.

Uehara Shiroha was very interested in Unohana's slashing technique, but not so interested in her philosophy.

Just like the Hokages, the Celestial Dragons, and the Seireitei nobles, they were all systems he believed should be swept aside.

"What if I refuse?" Unohana Retsu's eyes became even colder, and the murderous intent in her heart was constantly churning.

However, after persisting for so many years, she really didn't want to "break the rules."

"I will give you a reason you can't refuse." Uehara Shiroha's expression was extremely calm and indifferent:

"I know you have set some restrictions on yourself and have some concerns.

But welcome to my world!"

He admired Unohana Retsu, just like he admired other beautiful women.

But at the same time, he would not spoil her.

Beautiful women were not scarce to him.

It was the beauties who needed him, not him who needed them.

Uehara Shiroha could be very romantic and would protect his women.

But the relationship between supply and demand needed to be figured out, and only he could occupy a dominant position.

As soon as the voice fell, Uehara Shiroha unleashed his Reiatsu and stimulated the power of the Mind Gem and Shunkyō.

Just as Unohana Retsu was ready, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

The original ice palace turned into a vast battlefield.

The field paved with jade extended infinitely, as if there was no end.

Under their feet was ground hard like white jade, above was the blue sky, and there was nothing else around.

It was vast, magical and mysterious, and contained an indescribable grand aura.

This was the domain of Uehara Shiroha, the will of Uehara Shiroha, the power of Uehara Shiroha, and the world of Uehara Shiroha.

The two were like gladiators standing in an infinite arena.

Seeing this magical scene, Unohana Retsu was not panicked at all, and calmly analyzed:

"Spatial ability!

So this is why you can enter and exit Hueco Mundo freely.

It seems that I have found the right person!"

She had seen all kinds of strange abilities.

In the past, she would just slash without saying a word, no matter what ability the person had. As long as the person died, their ability would be rendered invalid.

But now, she had "reformed."

Even though the scene in front of her made her more excited and more eager to fight.

Unohana Retsu still pretended to be indifferent.

Uehara Shiroha snapped his fingers, and the space around him rippled. Gorgeous fireworks appeared on both sides:

"This is my world!

Everything here is under my control, including time and space.

Strictly speaking, this is similar to a spiritual world, not the pure real world.

Captain Unohana, you can display your power here to your heart's content.

You can use Shikai, Bankai, and release the strongest Reiatsu and slash.

Nothing here will affect the outside world.

Moreover, the speed of time flow is also different from that in the outside world.

Just like in Shunkyō World, time will slow down here, and a few minutes in the outside world is a day here.

Therefore, you don't have to worry about not having enough time, and you can prove your strength to your heart's content.

You can fight me all day long!"

The current Shunkyō World was not the alien space the size of a city before, but it had really become a small world.

And it was a colorful and multi-dimensional small world.

To some extent, his Shunkyō World was more reasonable, more balanced, and more diverse than the Soul Society.

If it weren't for the different structure of the world, the Shunkyō World would definitely be a higher-dimensional existence compared to the Soul Society.

"It's really impressive to be able to do this!" Unohana Retsu was amazed.

She hadn't seen many such space-time abilities.

After all, studying the power of space-time was the red line of Soul Society, and touching it was a capital crime.

And ordinary space-time power couldn't do this.

Unohana Retsu couldn't imagine how much Reiatsu was needed to create such a real world, and how terrifying the control of space-time power was.

This was definitely not a technique that could be completed overnight, just like Aizen didn't complete the Hollowfication experiment in one day.

In the end, those corrupt nobles who thought they controlled everything could do nothing and were just clowns.

It could only be said that Uehara Shiroha hid it too well, and this hiding ability was not even inferior to "Seireitei's good guy" Aizen.

It was ironic to think that those incompetent nobles actually had such a terrifying forbidden power right under their noses.

They should really be ashamed if they were so useless.

"But I still refuse." Although she was amazed at the powerful strength of Uehara Shiroha, Unohana Retsu still insisted on her principles and emphasized:

"I don't think you can change my mind.

Even if your power of space and time has reached a superb level.

Is it your Zanpakutō ability?

You and Aizen both disguised your Zanpakutō ability.

However, your Zanpakutō ability is more dangerous and more powerful than Kyōka Suigetsu."

Fortunately, Aizen had given them an example in advance.

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Otherwise, Unohana Retsu would not have reacted so quickly and guessed that the power of time and space was the opponent's true Zanpakutō ability.

But what about the opponent's ability to create a huge ice palace?

Was it just the ability of Shikai or did Uehara Shiroha have other abilities? He was truly an unpredictable man!

"I really want to fight him!" she thought.

Uehara Shiroha waved his right hand, and a cold ice blade took shape in his hand: "You will definitely fight with me. Because deep down you are such a person, because you are facing me, Uehara Shiroha. Just as the other Shinigami of the Gotei 13 will not succumb to Aizen. You will not succumb to me either."

Although it would be nice to have some refined conversation with a beautiful woman, he would rather have a real fight with the first generation Kenpachi.

Otherwise, he would never be able to conquer this woman.

It's just that the ice blade in his hand looked very sharp, but after all, it was just a weapon made of ordinary ice.

Such a weapon was limited by the material and could not withstand too strong Reiatsu. It was likely to break at the slightest touch.

Using such a weapon against Unohana Retsu was no longer an insult.

This was pressing the face of the strongest swordsmaster into the ground.

"So, you plan to fight me with only this kind of toy?" Unohana Retsu narrowed her eyes slightly: "You don't even plan to use your Zanpakutō? Do you think that will satisfy me?"

Her eyes still looked very gentle, but an invisible aura was slightly emanating from her.

In an instant, the space around her became stagnant, and the temperature dropped sharply.

A murderous intent firmly locked onto Uehara Shiroha's vital points.

Unohana Retsu was really angry.

This "young man" was a little too disrespectful, and he actually planned to use an ice sword to deal with her.

This was a naked humiliation.

Although she had long known that this kid was very irreverent, she didn't expect that he would be so arrogant and so presumptuous.

When Uehara Shiroha slaughtered and humiliated those incompetent nobles, Unohana Retsu was not angry, and even wanted to applaud.

Now that it was her turn to be humiliated, the taste was not so good.

If it were someone else, she might just smile and not take it to heart.

But Uehara Shiroha couldn't do that, because he might really humiliate her.

She knew that he was deliberately provoking her.

This was just a simple provocation.

For her, such a provocation should have had no power at all.

After all, she had experienced storms that ordinary people could not imagine, and the number of people she had killed could be piled up into several mountains.

But Uehara Shiroha's provocation was like a "real wound," which penetrated her armor in an instant and made her a little defensive.

Facing the provocation of the weak, she could remain indifferent, but facing the challenge of the strong, she could hardly resist and could not stop herself.

Uehara Shiroha seemed to have not felt the invisible terrifying murderous intent in the air at all, and his expression was still calm.

He continued to add fuel to the fire: "That's right, your vision is really good. I didn't mean to look down on the first generation Kenpachi. It's just that my Zanpakutō is too strong, and blood will be drawn when it is unsheathed. I was afraid of hurting you, so I abandoned it. I suggest you activate your Bankai to fight, so that you won't lose too badly. Of course, this is just my immature suggestion, and I don't mean anything else."

The next second, his Observation Haki was activated. He did not move his body but raised his sword to block.

Instantly, the power of the perfect Universal Barrier enveloped the ice blade.

A cold light flashed, and the terrifying slash that the first generation Kenpachi had hidden for a thousand years cut through the sky and directly slashed against the ice blade.

This was an extremely sharp strike, an extremely sublimated sword art.

This kind of slashing technique seemed to be an art, full of spirituality, just like the dignified beauty in front of him, beautiful and deadly. She was worthy of being a woman with perfection in swordsmanship.

This kind of slashing technique was powerful enough!

In the infinitely vast mental image space, Uehara Shiroha and Unohana Retsu stood still.

It seemed that the two were just standing in place.

But in fact, in the instant that the cold light flashed, the two had finished fighting and exchanged positions. In the instant they passed by, Unohana Retsu launched a fierce attack with a powerful slashing technique.

She never left Uehara Shiroha's vital points untargeted.

This was the first generation Kenpachi, who was cruel to her opponents and even crueler to herself.

Once she fought, she would never stop fighting unless she died. This was her belief.

"Boom!"

The next second, there was a loud explosion in the air.

The reason why there was no shocking shock wave when the two fought was not because their slashing power was not strong enough, but because the slashing power was too concentrated.

This was the perfect combination of skill and strength.

The strength and skills were just right, but they could always defeat the enemy with ease.

This was the realm of a sword master.

After just one exchange, Unohana Retsu knew that Uehara Shiroha's slashing technique was very strong, beyond her expectations.

"As expected of the first Kenpachi!" Uehara Shiroha stood with his sword in hand, his aura was not noticeable but he stood as still as an abyss, unshakable.

There were several cracks on the blade of the ice sword.

There were also some red bloodstains on the blade.

Although he successfully blocked Unohana Retsu's fierce slash, the ice blade's ability to withstand was still too weak, and it was damaged after all.

"I wonder if it counts as a clean victory if the weapon is damaged?" he thought.

Unohana Retsu frowned as she looked at the several cracks on the ice blade.

This was unreasonable!

This was not proper "Zanjutsu" at all!

To unleash a powerful slash, you must burst out with powerful Reiatsu and strength.

How could a mere ice blade be able to resist the terrifying collision of Reiatsu and strength when the two fought?

When did she become so weak that she couldn't even do anything to a piece of ice?

Did her slashing technique regress?

Could it be that she really couldn't wield the sword anymore?

This was obviously impossible.

Looking at Unohana Retsu who was highly concentrated, Uehara Shiroha kindly reminded her: "You should treat your wound, otherwise this battle will have to end early."

"What did you say..." Unohana Retsu looked down and saw a trace of crimson seeping through the white haori, like a plum blossom in the snow, bright and stark.

Only then did she react: "It turns out that I am really injured, but how can I accept this?"

In the direct competition of swordsmanship, she was injured before the enemy.

This would have been absolutely impossible in the past.

Without any fancy moves, without the assistance of other abilities, the opponent injured her with pure swordsmanship.

Unohana Retsu's murderous resolve was like diamond, but facing this incredible situation, she couldn't help but waver a little: "Am I weaker? Is it because my sword has become dull, or because I am not decisive enough? No, Zanjutsu is my best skill, there is no way it can go wrong. The problem is that I was defeated by the enemy in the field I am best at. This is really fascinating!"

This feeling was familiar to Unohana Retsu.

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She recalled the epic battle with Kenpachi Zaraki a thousand years ago.

Who would have thought that the first generation Kenpachi, so notorious throughout Soul Society, couldn't even kill a child? Who would believe it? Yet it was the undeniable truth.

The tragic defeat from a millennium ago remained vivid in her mind. The wound on her chest from Kenpachi Zaraki's blade often reminded her of that humiliation.

This moment felt exactly like that one—no, this was even more outrageous and incredible than her battle with Kenpachi Zaraki. This time, she was defeated faster and more thoroughly.

Back then, she'd believed no one could beat her in kendo. No matter how cruel the villain or how powerful the opponent, she could strike with one sword without exerting any force, and her enemy would fall by themselves. Battles had become boring and dull—if they could even be called battles at all.

But facing Uehara Shiroha was different. She struck with all her strength, and yet it was she who ended up bleeding. She'd done everything right, used her strongest force, and still couldn't cut through.

It was divine strength! Incredible!

Under normal circumstances, even the current Kenpachi Zaraki couldn't withstand her wave of attacks. But Uehara Shiroha was not Kenpachi Zaraki. Her opponent's slashing technique was even more powerful and deadly than Kenpachi Zaraki's had been a thousand years ago.

How long had it been since such a thing happened? Or rather, had she ever encountered such a powerful opponent?

Faced with this unexpectedly tragic defeat, Unohana Retsu did not flinch, did not retreat, and did not lose heart. Her eyes grew cold as her dormant heart became active again.

Unohana Retsu, determined to kill, opened her Bankai: "Minazuki: Jinshimatsu!"

She was now very different from her usual gentle and dignified appearance—the contrast was stark. She revealed a cold smile, and her Reiatsu became oppressive. Affected by her momentum, the surrounding space seemed to transform into a cruel primitive jungle.

The strong survive, and the weak are eliminated! Grinding teeth and sucking blood, hunting prey! The rule here was simple: kill or be killed. The weak could only be eaten and had no right to survive.

Her strong will and Reiatsu attached to her Zanpakutō, Minazuki. Her sword was a true reflection of her mind manifesting in reality.

The abilities of a Shinigami's Zanpakutō were not static. Different owners using the same Asauchi or Zanpakutō would reflect different minds and awaken different Shikai and Bankai. This was the case with Tosen Kaname's Zanpakutō. Although the blade might be physically similar, their abilities could be vastly different.

Even for the same person, a significant change in personality or inner wishes could alter the Zanpakutō's abilities accordingly. This was the case with Unohana Retsu.

Because of her personality shift, Minazuki had become like her—able to both kill and save, contradictory yet powerful. And the Bankai, Jinshimatsu, sealed for a thousand years, now revealed its terrifying dual nature of healing and lethality.

Blood slowly oozed from the golden handle. Dazzling crimson flowed along the slightly curved blade, finally gathering into a gorgeous pool of blood. Horrible, gloomy, cold, and bloodthirsty Reiatsu erupted from the blood pool, shaking the world, making the "cruel forest" more hideous and more real.

A stream of blood surrounded Unohana Retsu, greatly increasing her strength and turning her into a gorgeous blood-soaked Asura. Under Jinshimatsu's treatment, her injuries recovered rapidly.

She hadn't initially intended to use Jinshimatsu this way—it was typically a gift for the weak. To a certain extent, Unohana Retsu's Bankai and Zaraki Kenpachi's self-imposed limiters served the same purpose: both prolonged battle time to enjoy the thrill of killing to its fullest extent.

However, while Zaraki Kenpachi's seals weakened himself, Unohana Retsu preferred to heal her opponents when facing strong enemies. This made the killing more enjoyable, more fun.

But this time, Jinshimatsu was being used to heal herself. If she hadn't activated Bankai, she definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on. After all, she was injured in their first exchange—injured without even noticing it.

With such horrific killing power, even a beast like Kenpachi Zaraki couldn't withstand it, let alone her. As Uehara Shiroha had said, if she continued like this, her blood would soon run dry. So she had no choice but to activate Bankai. Even if it seemed undignified, she didn't hesitate. With Jinshimatsu's blessing, the battle could finally continue.

For Unohana Retsu, this was the most important thing. Dignity was meaningless.

"Jinshimatsu? Interesting!" Uehara Shiroha looked at the enchanting beauty in the blood pool with great interest.

Unohana Retsu now exuded a different charm—deadly yet alluring, just like her Zanpakutō.

Uehara Shiroha activated his ability to see through everything. With the blessing of perfect observation Haki, he saw through everything and perceived the laws governing all things. He instantly understood the mystery of Jinshimatsu.

The ability could be simply summarized as over-treatment, somewhat similar to Giorno Giovanna's "Gold Experience"—both injected a large amount of vitality into their target. This injection of life energy could help the target recover from injuries and enhance vitality and combat effectiveness.

But everything had limits. Things turned around when pushed to extremes. Too much vitality caused organs and cells to overgrow, directly reaching the end of life. This was Jinshimatsu's ability—it could both kill and save.

Such a Zanpakutō ability aligned perfectly with the identity of a healer. When Unohana Retsu had sacrificed herself fighting Kenpachi Zaraki in the canon, she had used Jinshimatsu to strengthen him, as Kenpachi was too weak then and hadn't even fully mastered his Shikai.

But now, Unohana Retsu was obviously using Jinshimatsu to strengthen herself. Uehara Shiroha appreciated this tactical shift—it showed wise judgment, both calm and passionate.

Had she not used Jinshimatsu to strengthen herself, Uehara Shiroha would have been ready to kill her in the next second. Not everyone was qualified to fight him.

"Next, I will attack with all my strength," Unohana said, her eyes full of desire and expectation as she held her sword's hilt upside down. "I hope you can withstand it. I'm enjoying this moment very much."

But beneath her enthusiasm lurked a cold murderous aura. The charm of ice and fire was perfectly integrated in this Shinigami.

As soon as her words faded, Unohana Retsu made her move. It was still a slash—it could only be a slash! The ordinary swing of her sword carried unimaginable power and murderous intent.

Unparalleled blood-red light and Reiatsu suddenly erupted, covering the world and everything in it, locking onto Uehara Shiroha's vital points and the space around him.

The terrifying slash was like an ocean that swept through everything, destroying all in its path.

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Every inch of space, every bit of Reiatsu turned into a terrifying blade that pierced through everything.

In just a moment, the cold blood-colored Reiatsu filled all the space, leaving Uehara Shiroha with nowhere to dodge or retreat. Facing such a powerful slash, any normal opponent would only retreat and dodge.

This was the slashing technique of the first-generation swordsman, Unohana Retsu—fierce and deadly!

With Bankai activated, Unohana's Reiatsu, strength, physical prowess, and vitality had all increased more than tenfold. Now she could chop off Captain Komamura's head with a single stroke.

This sword strike carried full determination, an unstoppable will. It was as if Unohana Retsu had sacrificed her mind, body, and soul in exchange for the murderous aura that permeated the world. She threw away everything, sacrificed everything just to kill her enemy and emerge victorious.

Her murderous intent, unparalleled determination, and overwhelming Reiatsu transformed into a slash that swept across the world—a strike that could not be dodged.

Uehara Shiroha instantly understood the horror of this move. Unohana Retsu's technique was deceptively simple—it was fast and fierce. Although she claimed to have mastered 8,000 sword styles, when truly fighting, she relied on only two moves: killing and fierce killing.

This was the manifestation of swordsmanship returning to its original simplicity. After all, the true meaning of fighting was to defeat the enemy and win—everything else was empty philosophy.

Unohana Retsu's slashing combined unparalleled speed with devastating lethality. The fusion of these qualities made it seemingly invincible.

Because it was fierce enough, enemies dared not take it head-on or block it directly—nor could they successfully do so. Because it was fast enough, even if enemies attempted to dodge, they couldn't escape completely.

This was a terrifying attack that couldn't be avoided, blocked, or defended against. Facing such a slashing technique, meeting it head-on meant suffering a grave wound, while dodging meant taking a lesser injury. Two bottles of poison—one must choose which to drink.

For ordinary fighters, retreat was the only option. Better to suffer a small loss than a devastating one.

However, Uehara Shiroha was no ordinary person. He understood the principle that retreating one step meant retreating all the way. Facing such a terrifying slash, once you backed down, you completely lost the initiative and would be swept away.

It was like the Go saying: "It is better to lose several pieces than to lose one move." Or as another saying goes, "When two sides meet on a narrow road, the brave wins." Spreading your hands in surrender and retreating wasn't the true iron-blooded way.

Therefore, Uehara Shiroha chose the most unlikely and radical approach—he swung his ice sword to confront the first-generation Kenpachi in her Bankai state.

This was killing move against killing move, meteor striking earth, golden needle against wheat spike!

Fast! Fierce! Accurate!

The ultimate kendo, terrifying Reiatsu, and unparalleled passionate collision of sword techniques allowed no trace of luck or sympathy—only iron will and determination.

There was nothing else in their eyes and blades except each other.

Unohana Retsu displayed extremely skilled kendo, thousands of sword schools flowing from her fingertips like clouds and water, full of oppressive power. There were no flaws in her transitions between styles—everything flowed naturally and with incredible variety.

Though she utilized many kendo schools, when she struck, her actions were extremely simple, fast, and fierce, without any trace of other styles' complications. There was no chaos in her movements.

For a moment, sword blades danced wildly, and red light shimmered throughout the battlefield.

The title of Yachiru was well-deserved. As the first-generation Kenpachi, her slashing technique had reached perfection, like a flaming meteor—surging and explosive.

This was a slashing technique that reached the limit of what a Shinigami could achieve!

If facing an ordinary enemy, such an unpredictable and traceless slashing style would certainly behead them instantly.

However, Unohana Retsu wasn't facing an ordinary opponent—she was facing Uehara Shiroha.

The result was that no matter how skilled her switching between schools, how powerful her slashing technique, or how fast her speed, she couldn't overcome that ordinary ice blade. The ice blade, though developing more and more cracks, stood like a mountain—unshakable and insurmountable.

All her killer moves were shattered.

Moreover, Uehara Shiroha's moves were simpler, more powerful, and more unsolvable.

What reflected in Unohana Retsu's eyes was Uehara Shiroha's calm, composed expression and his god-like gaze. She would never forget this battle—the confidence and composure of her opponent, his strength, and those eyes.

Uehara Shiroha's eyes seemed able to see through everything, rendering all her killing moves futile. Although his slashing technique was simple, it possessed absolute power.

That kind of extreme strength and solidity couldn't be described by thousands of hammers striking hundreds of times. It was a realm that even she couldn't imagine or understand.

Because of this, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop his casual sword strikes.

So in this fight, she was completely defeated. If not for Jinshimatsu's healing abilities, she would have been mortally wounded and died from blood loss.

Unohana Retsu had a discerning eye. She could see how strong her opponent's technique truly was. As the first-generation Kenpachi, she never feared anyone, nor did she resort to tricks.

So she used a terrifying slash to test Uehara Shiroha's strength. He was indeed a man who could both please and subdue her. She hadn't experienced this joy of being conquered in a very long time.

The truth was, if anyone else had dared attack her so aggressively, Unohana Retsu would have cut them to pieces long ago.

For ages, she had looked forward to the emergence of such a strong and domineering opponent. She was simply too powerful—so strong that there were no opponents, no challenges, and no fun. Fighting was everything to her, and without worthy adversaries, everything was meaningless.

But now, facing the extremely provocative Uehara Shiroha, although Unohana Retsu was excited inside, she couldn't form an effective response. She didn't even dare to respond fully.

It wasn't because she feared losing—it was because she feared the battle would end too quickly.

This was similar to Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting style—he often held back, wanting to enjoy the thrill of combat. The difference was that Kenpachi Zaraki restrained himself for fear of using too much force and killing his opponents too quickly.

She, however, didn't dare attack recklessly because she was afraid of being killed by Uehara Shiroha.

So she quickly changed tactics, exerting her will, slashing skills, and Bankai Reiatsu to their extremes, taking an unconventional approach in fighting Uehara Shiroha.

She had fought many strong enemies and been at a disadvantage many times. However, she never gave up. Unohana Retsu believed in her slashing skills and believed she could have the last laugh.

Every time she faced death, every desperate situation she encountered, she felt satisfied, happy, and fulfilled from the bottom of her heart. It was just that ordinary people couldn't satisfy her.

While fighting, Unohana sighed with satisfaction: "Uehara Shiroha, you are so strong! This is such a pleasure!"

"Is she getting turned on?" Uehara Shiroha secretly complained.

Nevertheless, he too was enjoying this battle.