A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

king?
What is this guy talking about?
Kurosaki Ichigo, who was covered in bruises and bruises, struggled to stabilize his figure, and looked at Xu Shiro, who was stepping on the void and slowly approaching, in puzzlement.

"You look puzzled, don't you? Ichigo."

Xu Bai seemed to see through the thoughts in his heart, and sneered: "Have you not figured it out yet? If your body is compared to the world, then your image in this world at this moment is the 'king' who rules this world! I , including the "Zhanyue" in your mouth, everything was born for you! You were born to be ruled by you! But lord, you are so disappointing. But this is okay, because you are not up to date , gave me a chance."

As he said that, Xubai grinned. He twirled the sharp blade in his hand and licked his lips, looking extremely excited: "As long as I kill you here, I will be the new 'king'! I will replace you and rule the world Become stronger!"

"I see……"

Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to understand.

The current him, like Xu Bai in front of him, is one of the wills in this body, mixed together with the power of Death and Xu, if the guy in front of him takes the initiative, he will probably be with ' Uncle Zhanyue' became a part of this guy in front of him.

This is probably to be completely swallowed by the virtual, completely virtual.

"I... will not let you succeed."

After figuring everything out, Kurosaki Ichigo squeezed his hands, as if he wanted to clench the blade in his hand again, but realized that there was no Zanpakuto in his hand, so he had no choice but to clench his fists.

How to do?
For a moment, he felt a feeling of having more than enough heart but not enough energy.

"Hahahahaha-"

Crazy laughter came, Xubai approached unhurriedly, and mercilessly mocked: "Ichigo~ What is the difference between the king and the mount? Do you know!?"

"You guy..."

Kurosaki Ichigo clenched his teeth and clenched his fist even tighter.

"Don't be so angry, I'm not calling you a beast, but I'm seriously asking you the difference between a 'human and a horse'! Appearance, ability and strength...the two are exactly the same! One can become a 'king' to dominate When fighting, and the remaining one can only serve as a 'mount', what is the difference between them!? There is only one answer—"

As Xubai said, the expression on his face changed from ferocious to calm, and he laughed wildly again, his voice was cadenced, as if it was a cry from the soul.

"instinct!"

He spun the Zanpakuto more vigorously, and the howling wind formed a tornado, which seemed to shatter everything around him: "That is what is necessary for people with the same power to be able to show stronger power. It is the qualification necessary to become a 'King'! Fighting non-stop, pursuing strength, crushing the enemy mercilessly, tearing the enemy to pieces, cutting them into pieces! This is the absolute desire for fighting! It is the peeling off of our skin , gouging out our flesh, smashing bones to reach the depths of the nerves, engraved in the depths of the soul, the sharp killing instinct!"

hum-

The blade stopped turning, not because Xubai stopped moving, but because the entire knife had been thrown out.

Zanpakuto whizzed towards him with fierce force, and pierced through Kurosaki Ichigo's body before he had time to react.

The distance between the two was once again pulled away by the impact of the Zanpakuto, but Kurosaki Ichigo could still hear Xu Shiro's questioning sound like a complaint.

"But I can't see... that kind of blatant instinct in you! It's ridiculous! You, who should be born as a 'king', don't have such aptitude? No... it's you who gave that instinct to you. Restrain it! You use reason to guide the battle, and you want to use reason to defeat the enemy! It's stupid, ridiculous and wasteful! Who can kill with an unsheathed sword!? So you are weaker than me! Ichigo!"

As he said that, the smile on Xubai's face gradually froze, and his figure suddenly approached, holding the Zanpakuto that pierced through Kurosaki Ichigo: "I've had enough of your virtue! The 'Uncle Zanzuki' you're talking about That guy is fine, anyway, I can’t bear a “king” who is weaker than myself. Run around behind my back, and then die with you!? Are you kidding! Before this kind of thing happens , why don’t you let me control your body!? Well, you can already die, and I’ll be the ‘king’ from now on!”

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo silently looked at Xu Shiro who was close at hand.

Listening to the other party's words, for some reason, his thinking began to become confused.

instinct?

Knife……

Pursue……

fighting……

Knife……

can't give him...

Knife……

king?
mount?

Knife--

Words kept flashing in Kurosaki Ichigo's mind.

His spirit became a little dazed, and he finally gave up thinking. There was only one thought left in his mind - if he had a knife, he could still fight.

So he tightly held the Zanpakutō that pierced through his body.

I was hacked with a knife, what should I do?
Take the knife and cut people.

He seemed to understand.

This is instinct.

"If it doesn't work... just eat him."

Hirako Mako's voice echoed in his ears like a demon's whisper.

Yes, loot, devour, eat him!

The weak eat the strong.

This is the way to suppress the power of Xu!

Suddenly, a dark Reiatsu began to spread along the blade held by Kurosaki Ichigo.

This force is so overbearing that it seems to swallow Xu Bai who is holding the handle of the knife.

"!!"

Seeing the situation, Xu Bai instinctively felt the danger, and quickly let go of the hand holding the knife and retreated violently.

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes were blank, he slowly pulled out the Zanpakuto stuck in his body, and lifted it up.

"This is... what's going on?" Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo's expressionless eyes at the moment, Xushiro frowned.

He didn't know what happened to the other party all of a sudden, there was no focus in his eyes, and the knife was not aimed at him, he seemed to be distracted.

But... Kurosaki Ichigo in this state made him feel fear.

The dark Reiatsu enveloped Kurosaki Ichigo.

There is no wind in this world at all, but Kurosaki Ichigo's clothes are fluttering at this moment.

The pitch-black clothes were already badly damaged, but now they seem to have the illusion of being repaired because of being wrapped in such spiritual power, but if you look closely, you can still see that the windbreaker that was automatically activated in the windless is not a piece of clothing but a real substance. The dark spiritual power is dissipating.

Kurosaki Ichigo just stood in mid-air like a puppet holding a knife, looking defenseless with a godless look, but Xu Bai didn't dare to approach easily for a while.

···········
"Here...where is it?"

Kurosaki Ichigo opened his eyes in confusion.

After looking at the surrounding buildings, he found that this place seemed to be the world of corpses and souls.

To be precise, it was between the tall buildings leading to the Palace of Confession where he once fought Zaragi Kenpachi.

But it doesn't seem right...

Because he still remembered that he was supposed to fight Xubai in that weird spiritual world now, so why did he suddenly come here again?
"Are you awake? Ichigo."

Before he could figure out what happened, an excited voice came from above his head.

Kurosaki Ichigo followed his reputation.

He found that he was lying on the ground at this moment, and the terrible man who had left a shadow in his heart was looking down at him with a smile on his shoulder with the mottled and incomplete Zanpakuto.

"Jianba!"

Kurosaki Ichigo shuddered all over, jumped up from the ground, took a few steps back and looked at the man in front of him vigilantly, "How could you..."

He clenched his hand subconsciously, and looked down, Zhanyue was still in his hand.

At this moment, he seems to have returned to the past time node, and Zhanyue is still in a state of unresolved.

Immediately, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to realize where this place was.

He clearly remembers everything that happened, because it has been determined that everything cannot be false, so the scene he sees now can only be false.

That's right, his spirit seems to have come to another dimension.

Different from the mixed space affected by Xu and Death's power, this is the deepest place that only belongs to his own territory.

But... why?
Why did you come here?

Kurosaki Ichigo held the knife in confusion and backed away.

"Are you backing off? Why?"

'Saraki Kenpachi' came a suspicious voice, and what arrived faster than the voice was a violent slash.

clang--

Kurosaki Ichigo subconsciously raised Zhanyue to resist, the huge force from the blade made cold sweat break out on his forehead.

There seems to be no difference between such a real feeling and reality.

His intuition told him that if he died here, he might really be doomed.

"'Sword Eight'? Who is that?"

The figure in front of him who looked the same as Saraki Kenpachi laughed wildly, and the Zanpakuto kept falling, hitting the sword that Kurosaki Ichigo was blocking one after another.

The clanging sound kept coming, and Kurosaki Ichigo's footsteps were constantly being forced to retreat.

"I just want to kill you here!"

"You...what the hell are you!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo gritted his teeth and kept resisting the attack, still a little confused in his heart.

He didn't understand why he came here. If this is really the space deep in his soul, why would such a 'monster' appear to hack him to death?

"Do you want to back up? Look behind you!"

Zaraki Kenpachi's tone was a bit puzzled, "I don't understand you at all! Didn't you find this place by yourself!?"

"What did you say?"

Kurosaki Ichigo turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw the scene behind him clearly, his heart trembled.

clang--

The sound of metal contention sounded again.

But this time, Kurosaki Ichigo resisted with all his strength and did not retreat.

Because there is no way behind.

There was nothing left, a nothingness that frightened him in the depths of his soul.

He had a hunch that if he stepped in, he would be swallowed by it.

"Didn't you come here just to fight?"

'Zaraki Kenpachi' looked down at him, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face, "I found it myself, but now I want to run away?"

"You mean... I found this place by myself?"

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes were a little confused, and he just tried his best to resist the pressure of the opponent.

"Isn't it? You're the one who finds people everywhere to fight!" 'Saraki Kenpachi' grinned.

"Why would I... find someone to fight?"

"Fighting people...do you need a reason?"

'Saraki Kenpachi' asked with a puzzled smile, "Just admit it, Ichigo! You are the one who is looking for people to fight everywhere!"

"What are you talking about?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was a little confused.

He never felt that he was a fighting maniac like Saragi Kenpachi.

"You need strength, don't you?"

"This..." Saragi Kenpachi's question instantly made Kurosaki Ichigo speechless like a sharp sword.

As much as I want to refute it, it's the truth.

He does need power, otherwise he wouldn't have found the Masquerade in the first place trying to master the power of Aether.

In order to cope with the crisis that may occur next, he needs to become stronger.

"That's right!"

'Saragi Kenpachi' was even more excited seeing Kurosaki Ichigo's speechless appearance, "You just admit it!? Anyone who pursues power, without exception, is a belligerent! You fight to gain power , or do we need strength to fight? I don't know about that, but it doesn't matter at all! Because that's what we were born with! For whatever reason, we have to keep pursuing the fight! Ichigo— —Throw away those useless things and follow your instinct! You have no other way, everything is to gain power! Fight! That’s right! Fight! Go fight! The only way to get overwhelming power is to pick up your Kill the enemy with the knife! Whether it is forward or backward! Fight! Ichigo! You have-

out on a limb! "

After the words fell, the confusion and confusion in Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes disappeared.

He finally understood what the 'Zaraki Kenpachi' in front of him was.

When it is impossible to be Saraki Kenpachi himself, this is the depths of his consciousness.

Here... can only be himself.

That was instinct, an instinct that longed for power.

In an instant, the dark Reiatsu swallowed Kurosaki Ichigo's whole body together with 'Saragi Kenpachi' in front of him.

Swastika solution · Tiansuo Zhanyue.

In one step, he seems to have crossed the world.

From the depths of consciousness, I came to the space of confrontation between emptiness and whiteness.

As a result, Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes regained clarity in this space.

Instant step.

Under the white astonished eyes, Kurosaki Ichigo used Shunpo to come to him the moment he recovered, and sent the Zanpakuto into his chest with no expression on his face.

The pitch-black spiritual pressure began to spread continuously, and the pure white figure was gradually dyed black.

The two seem to have finally become exactly the same, regardless of you and me.

"damn it……"

The pale and blackened figure gradually turned into spiritual power and returned to this space, and the expression on his face seemed a little unwilling, "Don't you... still have the instinct to pursue fighting? You won this time... …I’ll just admit you as the king for the time being, but you’d better remember to me…you and I always have one as the king and the other as the mount! If you dare to relax your vigilance a little, I will pull you off the horse at any time and trample you to death Your head!"

"There will be no such opportunity..."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the dissipated figure, and replied calmly.