Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: You’ve Done Well

The cheers seemed to pierce the clouds and shake the heavens, sending ripples through the entire world.

The passion and joy of the people erupted like a volcano—wild and unstoppable.

The skies of Soul Society appeared illuminated by those shouts, glowing brilliantly.

Light reached every corner, lit up every face.

Where once there had been only darkness, now there was hope—vibrant and alive.

Sunlight spilled through the thinning clouds, casting golden patches across the ground.

Those glimmers of light fell upon the survivors, upon the broken remnants of buildings.

Shattered swords glinted in the sun, as if whispering stories of the fierce battle from the night before. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The living gazed around in a daze, taking in their surroundings—only now realizing just how long and harrowing that night’s battle had been.

...

The sun rose as always.

Its warm rays poured over Soul Society, as if nothing had happened, as if peace had never been disturbed.

This was a realm long accustomed to war’s baptism.

What once were crises no longer felt like crises. Even the thousand-man clash tucked into the corner of Seireitei would, in time, be nothing more than a faint ripple in the endless river of the Three Worlds’ history.

Sunlight spread rapidly, crossing over shattered streets and finally landing upon the towering outer walls of the Shin’ō District.

An old man, weathered and scarred, leaned on the battlements. The pain from his wounds throbbed dully, but it didn’t show on his face.

His eyes were deep, fixed toward the north.

They had truly held the line.

Even though there were still gaping breaches in the wall from the enemy’s assault, the ancient city still stood firm.

Shinigami in tattered Shihakushō moved tirelessly among the debris.

Despite a night of brutal combat and the enemy’s relentless onslaught, this old city had survived.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto stood dazed, perhaps still muddled from the grievous wounds he had taken the night before.

"It seems trusting in junior brother Masatsuki was the right call. By all logic, that level of assault should’ve been impossible to withstand."

"And yet... even the Gate of Hell was shut. I’ve no idea how he managed it."

The voice came from behind, tinged with both awe and relief, as Chōjirō Sasakibe strode toward him down the ruined street.

His Shihakushō and Haori were in tatters, streaked with dried and fresh blood—clear signs of the fierce battle he had barely walked away from.

A deep, jagged crimson wound stretched across his chest.

Though his body had been bound in layers of bandages, blood still seeped through, staining the once-white cloth a vivid red.

His Shihakushō was too damaged to fully conceal the injury, and through the ragged fabric, the angry wound stood out starkly—hard to ignore.

Chōjirō frowned slightly, instinctively tugging at his sleeve to try and cover it.

The 4th Division had already treated him.

But the casualties last night had been overwhelming, and the medics were stretched thin. This was the best they could manage—for now, at least, his life was no longer in danger.

Just then, a familiar voice called out from behind.

It was his beloved junior brother.

"The reason’s simple. The Gate of Hell opens because of a Reiatsu imbalance."

"As long as we raise the Reiatsu of the Three Worlds to a level strong enough to suppress the Gate—it won’t open."

Chōjirō Sasakibe spun around in shock, staring at his junior in disbelief.

"Raise Reiatsu? That’s impossible!"

After all, Reiatsu isn’t like Reiryoku—you can’t just boost it at will.

At its core, Reiatsu is the strength of the soul—its density and essence.

Outwardly, it determines how much and how powerful one’s Reiryoku can be.

You can’t raise Reiatsu like gaining weight by eating or drinking.

To increase it, you need to refine the soul itself—life’s very essence.

Generally speaking, outside of special cases like Zanpakutō liberation, increasing one’s Reiatsu requires years of steady, disciplined training.

To reach that kind of leap in such a short time... it just shouldn’t be possible.

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