Chapter 157: You’re Next
Kōga Kuchiki's breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling sharply as if he had just escaped a life-and-death struggle.
The katana in his hand trembled slightly, still carrying the lingering force of the intense clashes.
The air was thick with tension, as if time itself had frozen.
The wind howled, lifting snowflakes into a swirling dance before they drifted between them—yet no one paid them any mind.
Kōga Kuchiki and Muramasa remained locked onto Masatsuki Aozaki, their focus unwavering. Neither dared to let their guard down, knowing that even the slightest mistake could give their opponent an opening.
At last, Kōga Kuchiki began to retreat slowly, each step taken with extreme caution, as though he were stepping on landmines.
Seeing this, Muramasa followed suit, carefully maintaining his distance.
They didn't stop until they had retreated several meters, but their eyes remained locked on Masatsuki Aozaki.
By nature, Masatsuki Aozaki would have simply unleashed Ryūjin Jakka and reduced his enemies to ashes.
However, Kōga Kuchiki still had value. If Aizen had taken an interest in him, then he couldn't be killed so easily.
Glancing at the fresh sword marks on Kōga Kuchiki's clothing, then at his own unscathed form, Masatsuki Aozaki spoke casually,