Though the name sounded grand, Dimensional Severance was essentially just an oversized Spatial Severance.
A moment later, the purple light and Dimensional Severance collided, and two immense spiritual pressures erupted in dazzling brilliance.
But the standoff lasted only for an instant!
The purple light was cleaved into two halves by Dimensional Severance, and the two halves fell onto two nearby mountains.
Though the mountains weren't blown away, a more bizarre scene unfolded: the mountains struck by the purple light silently melted away due to the potent venom.
Of course, Saizō Sakahone's strength hadn't reached the point of altering the entire terrain; only the surface of the mountains melted, but even so, it was quite terrifying.
At the same time, Dimensional Severance instantly cut the Demon Eye Poisonous Serpent into two, and the massive snake corpse fell from the sky. Saizō Sakahone was lucky to escape by running quickly.
Having lost his Zanpakutō, Saizō Sakahone also lost the power to contend with Yamabuki. Realizing the situation was dire, he turned and ran, but at this point, where could he possibly run to?
Yamabuki appeared before Saizō Sakahone like a ghost and grabbed him by the neck.
"Old man, do you submit?" Yamabuki harshly tapped Saizō Sakahone's head with the hilt of his sword.
"No!" Saizō Sakahone was a stubborn old man; even in the enemy's hands, he refused to yield.
Yamabuki harshly tapped his head again with the hilt of his sword: "Do you submit?"
"I don't!"
Oh, I love stubborn people!
Yamabuki put away his sword and began pummeling the old man with his fists.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! My old bones! Don't you understand what it means to respect the elderly and cherish the young? Stop hitting me!"
"Then do you submit!"
"No."
"Then keep hitting!"
"Stop hitting, stop hitting, stop hitting! I submit, I submit! Ouch! I've already given in, why are you still hitting me!" Saizō Sakahone was covered in bumps from the beating, and this was with Yamabuki holding back.
"Why are all the young people so irritable nowadays? Back when I was young, young people were all very gentlemanly. Alas! Morals have declined, the world is decaying, each generation is worse than the last!" Saizō Sakahone sighed.
"Say that again!" Yamabuki raised his fist, scaring the old man into quickly hiding.
"By the way, who exactly are you? So young, yet so strong? Are you the son of a great noble family?" Saizō Sakahone asked.
Yamabuki retorted, "Don't you know what's happening outside? The era of noble rule in Seireitei is long past. Now, we, the Gotei 13, are in charge."
"Gotei 13? Never heard of it!" Saizō Sakahone asked with a curious expression.
That's right, the Gotei 13 had only been established for two months. This old man had been hiding in the mountains, oblivious to the outside world, so it was impossible for him to know about the Gotei 13.
"Our Gotei 13 is very impressive. We take it upon ourselves to maintain world peace..."
"Hmph!" Saizō Sakahone sneered dismissively.
"What are you laughing at? I'm telling you something serious."
Saizō Sakahone said indifferently, "If the Three Realms exist, then they exist; if they perish, then they perish. Anyway, from nobles to commoners, there isn't a single good one among them."
One listen to those words, and you knew this old man definitely had a story.
But thinking about it, it was true.
Whether nobles or residents of Rukongai, they all struggled for their own interests.
In the end, there was no significant difference between the two sides.
Class was not a standard for distinguishing good from evil.
A kind person, whether noble or commoner, was equally kind.
A person with evil intentions, whether noble or commoner, remained evil.
"Old man, would you like to join our Gotei 13? Our benefits are very good, and we accept all kinds of talented people. I guarantee you'll receive high benefits if you join." Yamabuki began his persuasion routine.
Saizō Sakahone fell silent, not giving a direct answer, but instead asked, "In that Gotei 13, are there many strong individuals like you?"
"Not many, not many! There are less than ten right now," Yamabuki said.
The Captain-Commander, Unohana, plus the various captains, indeed numbered less than ten people.
"The waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front are pushed onto the beach. I haven't left my home for hundreds of years, and the world has actually changed so much!" Saizō Sakahone sighed deeply, looking up at the sky, seemingly recalling events from his youth.
"Young man, let me ask you, if I don't join, what will you do? Will you kill me?" Saizō Sakahone asked.
Yamabuki laughed, "How could that be? I'm not a bandit, am I? I can't just casually kill people..."
"Hmph! The killing intent on you is not weak. You must have killed many people before, right? You can't hide it from an old man like me!" Saizō Sakahone sneered.
"Indeed, I can't hide it from an old man like you. By the way, the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 is Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. It seems you two should be from the same era, right? Do you know him?" Yamabuki asked.
"Yamamoto!" A glint flashed in Saizō Sakahone's eyes.
Yamamoto was a formidable individual who had suppressed an entire era. Some people might not have seen him in person, but at that level, most people had heard his name.
"So that's how it is. He established the Gotei 13! I'll go see him, just for old times' sake with an old friend," Saizō Sakahone said.
Yamabuki suddenly asked, "Old man, are you alright after using Bankai? I heard that once a Zanpakutō in Bankai state is damaged, it can't be restored. That big snake was cut into two by me, is it alright?"
As soon as Yamabuki finished speaking, the two wriggling segments of the Demon Eye Poisonous Serpent's body reconnected, recovering to their original state at a visible speed.
"My sword is a biological Zanpakutō, and its vitality is extremely strong. No matter how much damage it takes, as long as I feed it enough spiritual pressure, it can slowly recover on its own!" Saizō Sakahone said.
What a convenient Bankai!
According to intelligence from the Blood War, the only Bankai capable of self-restoration was Sajin Komamura's Bankai.
Because the big dog's Bankai was very closely linked to himself, any damage to the Bankai would also transfer to him. Therefore, as long as his body healed from injuries, the damage to his Bankai would also heal.
Of course, his Bankai was also considered one of the weakest Bankai!
"Alright, stop hiding in the tree and come down quickly!" Yamabuki said to Yamatake Chiyo, who was not far away.
Yamatake Chiyo looked at the two of them with an extremely horrified expression. One pervert was already enough for her, but now the perverts had doubled! Am I just destined to clash with perverts in this life?
"You... you two go first, I'll catch up in a bit!" Yamatake Chiyo forced a very stiff smile.
Maybe I should just run away quickly!
It's fine if I don't join the Gotei 13!
But before she could run, Yamabuki grabbed her by the neck and dragged her back.
What kind of fate is this!
PS: Someone suggested before that Old Cat should complete the Shikai and Bankai for the original Captains. At first, Old Cat found it troublesome, but then I thought, since I've chosen to write this story from a thousand years ago, then I shouldn't leave any regrets.
I will gradually add the Zanpakutō abilities of the thirteen original Captains.
Of course, I don't dare to compare myself to that great poet, 98. It's all just for everyone's enjoyment. If you like it, give a recommendation or monthly ticket. If you don't like it, you can complain in the comment section. Also, I've opened a separate section with the settings for the thirteen original Captains. Those interested can go and check it out.