Chapter 112: Kidō Class
Yamamoto narrowed his eyes, stroking his long white beard with a hint of pride.
"I don't know about other Zanpakutō, but I know you used Ryūjin Jakka."
"The power of Ryūjin Jakka is something I am more familiar with than anyone. While the Reiatsu that forms the flames was completely different, the method of construction was exactly the same."
"I have been with Ryūjin Jakka for thousands of years, never apart, and I know it better than anything else. Did you really think you could fool me with such a petty trick?"
"Never apart? You mean... you sleep with your Zanpakutō every night, just like me?"
Masatsuki's eyes widened in realization.
So that's what kind of old man you are, Yamamoto! I totally misjudged you!
You're more like me than I thought!
No wonder he was able to enhance his Bankai through a thousand years of training.
Normally, a Zanpakutō's power is fixed, and its strength depends entirely on the user's Reiatsu.
But this old man—his Reiatsu had long since reached the absolute peak for a Shinigami, with nowhere left to grow.