Chapter 385: The Theft of Divine Authority
A massive Quincy cross formation loomed above the entire city, with the very same pitch-black Tachi that had just been in Yamamoto’s hand now suspended at its center.
The blade radiated a terrifying, unending surge of power, releasing searing heat without restraint.
Everything around it ignited in an instant, consumed by roaring flames. Screams of both Shinigami and Quincy echoed from every direction.
Even the world itself seemed unable to endure the heat—it began to crack, break, and fall apart.
To make matters worse, the corpses of fallen Quincies began to disintegrate, turning into streams of Reishi. These streams surged toward both the golden barrier ahead and the ritual formation above.
Are they using the power of Zanka no Tachi to destroy us—and the entire world—with it?
Yamamoto didn’t hesitate. He launched himself into the air, furiously striking with punch after punch.
But the formation, built from the amassed Reishi of countless Quincies, only emitted a low humming sound. It didn’t budge—it was as immovable as a mountain.
"Pointless struggle, Yamamoto Shigekuni. You’ll vanish along with this world."
From across the field, Yhwach stood with arms spread wide, smiling arrogantly at the old man hurling punches his way.
"Damn you... bastard!"
Yamamoto seethed with rage.