Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 - 217: Merit

Dark clouds loomed over the outskirts of the Tsunayashiro Clan's estate. Thunder rumbled, lightning split the sky, and rain poured relentlessly over the towering penthouse—just slightly lower than the clan's main assembly hall.

Masatsuki Aozaki stood alone in the storm, allowing the rain to drench him completely.

His fingers tapped rhythmically against the hilt of Banshō Senran, the sound blending seamlessly with the downpour.

The penthouse spanned fifty floors, reaching approximately 250 meters in height.

Standing at the rooftop's edge and looking down, everything seemed so insignificant, as if he were gazing down upon the world from above.

No one disturbed him.

A perfect vantage point.

Far below, the elders of the Tsunayashiro branch cowered within the towering structure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The branch family's final line of defense stood guard around them, ever vigilant.

With a subtle release of Reishi beneath his feet, Masatsuki Aozaki tilted forward and let himself fall freely.

In a state of complete weightlessness, he swiftly drew his Zanpakutō from his waist. As he swung, the blade shimmered, cutting through the air like water, swift as a raging wind.

Banshō Senran sliced through the storm, emitting a piercing, shrill whistle.

Meanwhile, at the top floor of the penthouse, the family guards and samurai had long been on high alert. Every entrance—stairwells, doors, and passageways—was tightly sealed, leaving no openings.

The Tsunayashiro Clan had raised its guards and death squads from a young age, molding them into one of the most formidable forces among noble households. The eighty to ninety warriors stationed here were no ordinary fighters.

Nearly all of the branch family's elite were gathered in this stronghold—except for the man under house arrest.

Under normal circumstances, even if an intruder possessed the strength of a Lieutenant, breaking through this defense would not be an easy feat.

After all, as long as one understood the peculiar abilities of those strange Menos, they weren't entirely impossible to counter.

Moreover, the enemy's numbers were relatively small compared to the family's warriors, and in terms of actual combat ability, they weren't particularly outstanding for their level.

The guards couldn't comprehend why the elders were so terrified.

Their last battle had been against an elite Captain-class adversary—back then, they had truly been powerless.

But this invasion? The Hollow forces this time weren't nearly as threatening. There was no reason to be this afraid.

What they didn't realize was that the elders weren't fearing the enemy.

They were afraid of getting cut by the double-edged sword.

"Hey! Someone just jumped off the building!"

A guard suddenly pointed toward the window, shouting in alarm.

Before his words had even finished, a cold sweat ran down the backs of everyone present.

This wasn't the World of the Living—Shinigami couldn't fly in Soul Society.

They were already on the top floor, with no higher exits above them.

So how had that person leaped from over 200 meters in the air? _{f|re(e)web.n\ovel. (c)o.m}

Most of them stood frozen, staring in shock as the figure lingered midair, as if time itself had stopped.

Then, a powerful gust of wind howled through the window, carrying the sharp whistle of air being torn apart and the restless hum of Reishi.

The crowd was stunned.

Was it a Shinigami wielding a Wind-type Zanpakutō? Or a Quincy manipulating Reishi to walk on air?

Just then, a massive slash of Reiatsu tore through the solid walls, sending shattered wood flying in all directions.

The dark figure glided into the room as lightly as a bird. A young man, cloaked in black, hovered in midair like a ghost, gripping a Zanpakutō as white as freshly fallen snow.

His arrival was like a storm, filling the entire room with an unbearable pressure.

As the winds pushed against him, he descended smoothly, landing with effortless grace.

But that poised image shattered in an instant.

With no effort at all, he grabbed a nearby guard and flung him out of the building like a piece of trash.

The man barely had time to scream before vanishing into the stormy night.

This was Masatsuki Aozaki's target.

When the Tsunayashiro Clan had schemed against him, it was the old foxes hiding in this very place who had orchestrated everything.

As for the other Tsunayashiro members, he could leave them to the Metastacias.

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