Right now, on that serene and exceptionally scenic mountain peak, the cherry blossom trees stood proudly. Lynn and his companions overlooked the entire Flower Capital town like beings from a higher realm.
In the air, Grimmjow was seen steadily holding Kurozumi Orochi with one hand. Under Grimmjow's control, that massive body appeared utterly insignificant. Compared to Grimmjow, Kurozumi Orochi's physique was indeed much larger, and its eight snake heads bared fangs and brandished claws in midair, constantly twisting and struggling. Yet, it could never break free from Grimmjow's iron-vise-like grip.
However, Grimmjow directly released a powerful Spiritual Pressure, heavy and terrifying as if it had physical substance. This Spiritual Pressure acted like an invisible shackle, tightly binding Kurozumi Orochi and pressing those eight snake heads until they were almost on the verge of passing out. The skin on the snakes' heads deformed slightly from bearing the immense pressure, and every snake mouth was opened wide, as if trying to breathe the suppressed air. The panic and despair in their eyes were exposed entirely.
Chapter 135