A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 528
Karakura, [-]:[-] p.m., Friday.

It has been almost a day since Xuan Hao came to this world.

During this day, he almost visited the entire city, but unfortunately, he did not find any clues about the soul fragments.

"What are you doing? Kick Ah Shan suddenly and let us get out?"

"Have you lost your mind? Brat! Don't you want to live? Ah!?"

Suddenly, Xuan Hao's attention was attracted by a commotion sound from the street not far away.

He turned his head and looked over, and saw a young figure.

The boy was wearing a school uniform, carrying a crossbody bag, and his dazzling orange hair was particularly conspicuous. At the moment, he was surrounded by a few idle street gangsters.

Seeing such a scene, Xuan Hao always felt familiar.

He didn't go up to help, because the boy didn't seem to need others to rescue him.

! @*...@#%!

After a fierce beating, the boy stepped on the ground and rubbed those gangsters surrounding him.

Good guy, single-handedly singled out a group of adults without any damage, this amazing fighting power is not like an ordinary person at all.Is this the strength of contemporary high school students?
Obviously not.

Xuan Hao could tell at a glance that this boy was not a human being, oh no, he was not an ordinary person.

It may be difficult for others to see the situation of this young man, but for Xuan Hao who has devoted himself to the study of "object construction" for hundreds of years, he can see through the "structure" of this young man at a glance.

Quincy, Xu, and the power of death, three completely different powers are actually mixed in one human body, which is simply like a 'miracle'.

In his impression, there is only one person in this world who possesses these three powers at the same time, and that is the "protagonist" of this world-Kurosaki Ichigo.

"That's true, what a coincidence..."

Sighing the magic of fate, Xuan Hao shook his head slightly.

Is this really a coincidence?He thought it shouldn't be, it was more like a guide of fate.

Just like the previous few worlds he experienced, the existence of the "protagonist" must be the center of the world vortex, and all key people or things will revolve around the "protagonist". According to the previous law, the soul fragments he is looking for are Probably also in these people who surround the main character.Of course, this is not absolute, but for him who doesn't have any clues now, it can be regarded as a clue he has.

And he remembered that Kurosaki Ichigo's physique always seemed to be able to attract some strange 'souls'.

Just like the ghost girl who is shivering behind the telephone pole at the moment.

This is the soul of a girl who was bound here after death, also known as the 'earth bound spirit'.

This silly farce seems to be just because those gangsters accidentally knocked over the vase placed next to the telephone pole to worship the girl.

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Kurosaki Ichigo, 15 years old.

Hair color, orange.

Pupil color, brown.

Occupation, high school students.

Because of his hair, he looks like a bad boy, but in fact he is indeed a bad boy, and he often does things like fights.However, it is worth mentioning that his grades are still excellent, and he just likes to meddle in fights, which is commonly known as "drawing swords to help when seeing injustice".

"Question one, what is that?"

Kurosaki Ichigo pointed to the broken vase on the ground, and asked the gangster who had been beaten all over the floor by himself with a gloomy expression.

"Uh... that... that's a sacrifice for the kid who died here..."

The gangster answered cautiously.

"Good answer! So you also know that this is a sacrifice, bastard!"

Another kick mercilessly kicked the opponent's face, and Kurosaki Ichigo looked even more gloomy, "Second question, why is that vase broken now?"

"Ah this..."

The gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, you've beaten me so much, why do you still need to ask such boring questions?
Although they were mmp in their hearts, but facing the overwhelming violence of the 'bad boy' in front of them, they could only answer the question honestly, "We accidentally bumped into it when we were playing skateboards..."

"So, do you need me to teach you how to do it now?"

With a dark face, Kurosaki Ichigo pointed back at the ghost behind him, "Kneel down and apologize to me, bastards!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The gangsters were so scared that they almost lost their wits on the spot when they saw the bloody ghost suddenly appearing behind Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Yes, yes, yes... sorry!!!!"

They apologized thumpingly, and then dragged their companions who had been beaten unconscious and fled this hellish place.

"Oh, is that all right?"

Kurosaki Ichigo sighed and asked the soul of the girl beside him.

"Scare them so much, they will definitely not dare to bother you again in the future."

"Well, thank you."

The girl's soul smiled and thanked the boy in front of her, "Thank you big brother for helping me drive them away, so that I can finally live a few days of peace."

"Thank you, let's reincarnate as soon as possible!"

Kurosaki Ichigo waved his hand indifferently, reincarnated and left, "It's late, I have to go home quickly, otherwise my father will be nagging again, I'll bring flowers to see you another day!"

"Okay, goodbye, big brother!"

The girl's soul beckoned to Kurosaki Ichigo's leaving back, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she retreated behind the telephone pole alone.

She also wanted to reincarnate as soon as possible, but because of an accidental death, she was bound here, unable to go anywhere, and did not know how to 'become a Buddha'.

Kurosaki Ichigo put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked down at the ground as he swayed and walked, not noticing anything unusual about the man he passed by.

Xuan Hao's figure crossed with Kurosaki Ichigo, and then stopped in front of the girl's soul.

The girl looked up suspiciously, "Brother, you are back again..."

Her words stopped halfway, because the man in front of her was not the boy who had gone and returned, but another stranger.

She looked at the man who suddenly stopped in front of her with some doubts. From the gaze that fell on her, she was sure that the man could see her.

"Excuse me... can you see me?"

"of course."

Xuan Hao smiled and bent down, reaching out and stroking the top of the little girl's head.

After death, the Earth Binding Spirit will maintain its appearance when it died. Therefore, this girl has always been covered in blood and looks a little scary.

But with his touch, the trace left by the girl because of the 'car accident' is slowly receding.

The girl also seemed to feel the changes in herself, and her eyes began to become a little surprised.

"Please... may I ask you... are you from heaven?"

The innocent little girl asked like this.

Because of the gentle smile on this man's face, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an emissary from hell.To heal a soul like her, it must be an angel who descended from the sky.

"No, I have never been to heaven, and I don't know if there is such a place."

Xuan Hao shook his head regretfully, and then asked again, "Do you want to leave here?"

"Leaving means becoming a Buddha?" the little girl asked with some doubts.

The person in front of her clearly said that she is not from heaven, so how can she help her get out of here?
"Becoming a Buddha? That's right," Xuan Hao thought for a while.

For the "spirits" who died in this world, being extradited to the world of corpses and souls by the god of death is indeed the so-called "becoming a Buddha".

"I know, a place, at least there will be freer than here. In fact, it is no different from this world. I can send you there to start a new life. Do you want to go?"

He took away the hand that was caressing the little girl's head, and asked softly.

"Can I really leave here?"

The girl looked at the chain around her neck, which bound her.

Since the day she died, she has been trapped here, unable to go anywhere.

"of course can."

With that said, Xuan Hao stood up.

For him now, there are many ways to send a soul to the soul world.

The simplest of them is to imitate the work process of the god of death, and use the zanpakuto to extradite the soul to the soul world.

As for how the Zanpakuto came from?Of course it is directly 'constructed'.

In this world, everything is made of 'spirit', including Zanpakuto.

At the beginning, in order to study the way of Shinigami's practice, he tried to carry out the "Initial Solution", although he failed in the end, but of course it is impossible to completely waste the time spent with Zanpakuto day and night, at least he has a general understanding of "Zanpakuto" structure.From the shape to the decoration on the knife and the inscriptions engraved on it, he knows everything.

"Build, start."

Xuan Hao raised his hand and muttered to himself.

The spirits began to condense in his hands continuously, and finally turned into an ordinary samurai sword, which is the prototype of the Zanpakuto, 'Asahi'.

But this is not Zanpakuto.

The most important thing about Zanpakuto is not its shape, but its "soul". The constructed sword has only its shape, and has no real "self-awareness", because he has no ability to create a soul out of thin air and seal it into Zanpakuto, nor Kong randomly grabs a soul as a sword spirit.

What he needs now is not the Zanpakuto itself, but a 'part' of the Zanpakuto.

The god of death extradites the soul not by the Zanpakuto itself, but by the 'seal' engraved on the end of the handle. This is the spell used by the 'soul burial'. The mark of 'Dead Lord' was engraved on the forehead of the other party, which was used as a pass for the extradition of souls in the world of corpses and souls.

"Okay, this should be fine."

Lifting the handle of the knife and looking carefully at the 'seal' at the end, Xuan Hao nodded in satisfaction.

"Big brother...you...what are you going to do?"

The little girl watched the man in front of her pull out a knife out of thin air, with a slight fear on her face.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt you, come and stay still, brother will stamp you."

Xuan Hao smiled and leaned over again, and lightly stamped the forehead of the soul in front of him with the end of the handle of the knife.

"..."

The little girl's eyes fell into a sluggishness.

The ground she was on was suddenly flooded by a void of white light, and her soul-state body began to sink into the white light.

"Goodbye."

Accompanied by a soft 'goodbye', the white light turned into a bubble in an instant, and finally a pitch-black black-tailed swallowtail butterfly flew out of the bubble, flying towards the direction of the soul world.

"All right."

Xuan Hao got up, the knife in his hand turned into a spirit and dissipated in the air, he turned around and looked into the alley at the corner.

"Come out, you've been watching there for a long time."

"Did you really find me?"

A female voice came from around the corner, and afterward, a petite 'girl' in a pitch-black deathly domineering outfit walked out from the corner.

Her name is Kuchiki Rukia, and she is a god of death.

At this moment, Kuchiki Rukia was holding the handle of the Zanpakuto at her waist tightly with one hand, and her face seemed a little vigilant.

Unable to face this weird man in front of her, she had to remain vigilant.

"Who are you?"

Kuchiki Rukia asked, frowning.

She was a little uncertain, although she did watch the other party use that knife for soul burial, but she had never heard of a human being who could 'forge' and use Zanpakuto out of thin air!And judging by the appearance just now, is it a 'disposable'?

This made her wonder if there is something wrong with her study of the history of the soul world at the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Arts. You must know that according to historical records, all Zanpakutō are forged by the "Sword God" himself, and they have been forged since their birth. was given a 'name'.

Except for that 'sword god', no one in the entire soul world has the technology to forge Zanpakuto.

And the person in front of him obviously couldn't be that 'Sword God'.

Because she can clearly feel that the other party is not even a 'Reaper'.

This is a 'human being', and a very dangerous 'human being'.This person exudes a strong 'virtual' breath.

As a human being, there are only two possibilities for being contaminated with such an aura, one is being entangled by Xu, and the other is - this person once killed Xu.

And judging by the terrifying strong aura, it was obvious that more than one had been killed.

"Are you... the Quincy Master? But just now, the thing in your hand was... Zanpakuto?"

Kuchiki Rukia became more and more puzzled.

The more she guessed about this man's identity, the more confused she felt.

Living in the present world, hunting and killing Xu, such an existence seems to be only a group of "Quinciants" who have disappeared for a long time, but this person in front of him just now used the technique "soul burial" that only the god of death mastered.

"The Quincy? I'm not."

Xuan Hao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "To be honest, I don't have a very good impression of Quincy. Compared to Quincy, I may be more inclined to your 'Reaper'."

"!?"

Kuchiki Rukia suddenly looked like a cat whose fur had exploded, her hairs standing on end.

Because the man had already come behind him during his words, and even put his hand on his shoulder, looking as if something was going on.

"When?"

She couldn't feel the movement of the man in front of her at all.

"Don't be nervous, you are the god of death, right?"

Xuan Hao patted the shoulder of the girl-like Reaper lightly, with a smile on his face.

"Yes."

For some reason, Kuchiki Rukia replied subconsciously.

When she realized what she had done, it was too late, and there was only horror in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)