On the execution ground, Lin Xuan smiled with satisfaction.
Just the scene of Itachi and the others making a powerful entrance to confront the Seireitei Shinigami had caused a major stir—earning him tens of millions of prestige points.
Watching the system notifications roll in, Lin Xuan sighed inwardly. "Broadcasting really is something. Good thing I used Porunga to wish for telepathy back then."
He knew the massive prestige influx wasn't just from the Soul Society's shock—it also came from the One Piece world.
Regrettably, he couldn't yet broadcast on this scale to the Naruto and Dragon Ball worlds. Otherwise he'd earn even more.
He'd need to prioritize that soon. The losses were painful—even for Lin Xuan.
Yamamoto and the others stared at Itachi, Minato Namikaze, and the rest, brows furrowed.
After the Seiryū Gate battle, the Seireitei had dispatched squads to search the Soul Society for their tracks.
They'd found traces—a white-haired middle-aged man in a women's bathhouse, a swirled-nose youth training in the wilderness.
There'd been clashes, but the search squads were outmatched and lost them again.
What was certain: at that time, those people had been far from the Seireitei.
Yet here they were, appearing the same way.
Yamamoto still didn't understand how Lin Xuan had brought them out.
But he wasn't overly nervous. The Seireitei Shinigami weren't pushovers either.
In numbers, the Seireitei held the advantage—far more than the few dozen on the other side.
As Captain-Commander, he stayed composed. He wouldn't panic now.
No matter how strong the enemy, they would not lose.
"However strange their entrance, I refuse to believe all of them match captain-level Shinigami. Do you truly think a few dozen people can stand against the Seireitei?"
"Have you underestimated us?"
Yamamoto stepped forward slowly. Flames erupted from his Zanpakutō. Terrifying reiatsu made the ground crumble beneath his feet.
The execution ground sat on a cliffside peak. At this rate, the whole area would collapse before long.
"Let's change locations. I don't want you all buried alive," Lin Xuan said with a smile.
He and everyone beside him vanished—and reappeared on a large training ground a kilometer away.
"Today, none of you leave alive," Yamamoto snorted. His figure vanished as he raced after them.
The others used flash step and followed.
Battle erupted instantly.
Shinigami formed squad formations by division and attacked the shinobi world elites.
The newly revived shinobi, seeing waves of Shinigami charging, entered combat readiness.
These were elite fighters from across shinobi history—veterans of countless wars under Lin Xuan. Their combat quality was exceptional.
Both sides collided. Attacks crashed together violently.
At that moment—
"O ye who rule over all, mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bear the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on, southward!"
"Hadō #31: Shakkahō!"
Dozens of Shinigami chanted in unison, crimson fireballs forming in their hands.
Boom!
The fireballs resonated with each other. After launching, they merged midair into a terrifying wave of flame surging toward the enemy.
Several past Mizukage, Kisame Hoshigaki, and other water-style specialists flashed to the front.
"Water Style: Great Waterfall Technique!"
They formed hand seals rapidly. Under powerful chakra, massive water columns erupted, becoming enormous waves crashing forward.
Boom!
Flame and water collided, producing clouds of steam. But the waves extinguished the fire and continued surging toward the Shinigami ranks.
Shunsui Kyōraku appeared before the waves and drew his Zanpakutō.
"Takaoni!"
The blade released a spinning wind like a top, cutting through the oncoming wave and splitting the water to either side.
Jiraiya's eyes lit up when he saw Shunsui. "Now there's an interesting one!"
He approached Shunsui and smiled. "I see something similar in you. What's your name?"
Shunsui glanced at him and smiled. "Shunsui Kyōraku. You feel familiar too."
Lin Xuan, watching from nearby, was stunned.
Then he laughed helplessly. "Is this a meeting between authors from different worlds?"
Jiraiya needed no introduction—his certain famous work was beloved by men across the Naruto world. Kakashi Hatake was among his fans.
Coincidentally, Shunsui Kyōraku had also written an erotic novel called "Rose-Colored Full Bloom."
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