Chapter 400: The Sword Spirit’s Challenge - Can You Comprehend?
Indeed, only such an illogical and almost impossible conjoining of primordial laws could have given birth to such power.
But what was the extent of this power?
No matter how shocked, Kai couldn't help but thought of this question.
As Kai looked at the swaying yellow hair of the Sword Spirit, and heard the ever-growing demonic cackle, Meg's words rang in his mind inadvertently.
Each Shinigami carries a Zanpakuto, and each Zanpakuto is unique, the fallen Priestess of Hastur had told him. The Zanpakuto, or the Sword Spirit, are reflections of its wielder's power and soul, and sentient beings unto themselves.
These beings can vary in appearance and have distinct personalities, which are similar to their owners.
Similar to their owner's...
Similar to their owner's...
The rows of words repeated themselves in Kai's mind.
It was then the Sword Spirit turned around, its demonic laugh vanishing. Still, when it hissed, there was a murderous vileness about it that refused to go away.
It was like a bloody taste that lingered in the mouth, after devouring a creature alive.