Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 224 Zanpakutō Rebellion
It cannot be broken or defeated.

If you try to crack it, you will be met with instinctive counterattack.

Muramasa covered his right hand with his hand, his face solemn, staring at the old man who was sitting in the barrier as dry as stone.

It's bad.

Whether it was the thought of finding a way to break the seal or the thought of controlling "Ryujin Jakka", they were all shattered.

His facial features were distorted, full of anger and disgust.

Old things are old things, they are very cunning.

It seems that I can only start with other people's Zanpakutō.

until late at night.

Beside Muramasa, a group of materialized Zanpakuto gathered silently, and he listened to their conversations about what had happened over the past hundred years.

The former captains have disappeared, and the only old acquaintances left are Kyoraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jushiro, and Unohana Retsu.

Also figure out what was going on with that special spiritual pressure fluctuation that he sensed some time ago.

Rebellion and war.
A guy named "Aizen Sosuke" mastered the power of "Hōgyoku" and broke the boundary between the Shinigami and the Hollows in an attempt to subvert the Soul Society.

This incident also made him remember a name.

"Uzumaki Naruto."

It had only been over a hundred years, but he felt as if Soul Society had gone through thousands of years of changes.

The unattainable and extremely powerful Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was actually defeated by a guy named Aizen.

And
After he defeated the captain, he evolved again and became even more powerful, but he was still defeated.

The current captain of the 7th Division, Uzumaki Naruto, used the power of Shikai
"Uzumaki?" Muramasa said the name of the sword, "The most powerful wind-type Zanpakutō, with the power to obliterate everything."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Hyorinmaru.

The tall man with diagonal cross lines on his face.

The strongest wind and snow type Zanpakutō.

"A power stronger than the captain-general." Muramasa continued, murmuring softly, full of desire, "If I get it..."

He raised his hand and stopped talking.

"Then, let's get started."

The materialized Zanpakutō spirits took action.

The 7th Division of the Inner Court Guard was the first to react. Since the captain and vice-captain were absent, the affairs were temporarily handled by the third seat, Momo Hinamori.

Tian Ting Kong Luo announced the news of the attacker.

The entire Gotei 13 was on edge.

The last war had just ended, and now a new group of enemies suddenly appeared.

“Who is this guy this time?” Hitsugaya Toushirou frowned, “Arrancar or something else?”

"But Captain Naruto is not going to Hueco Mundo."

Rangiku followed him and shook her head, "Not an Arrancar, nor any other enemy."

"It is said that they are the ones who possess the power of death."

Dong Shilang turned around and stared at his vice-captain.

The power of death?

How can it be!

Another blue dye?
Rangiku said nothing more.

The two of them stepped forward in an instant and soon arrived at the site of the rebellion.

The heart of Seireitei.

The sounds of commotion continued. Ice, fire, wind blades, these forces were raging in the building complex. The ordinary soldiers were so small and fragile in front of these powerful forces. The slightest gust of wind would make them fall to the ground, unable to resist at all.

Tall buildings collapsed, and the fire illuminated the ruins.

The wails and cries of the Grim Reapers, the orders and support coming and going.

Chaos and disorder make up this picture.

Almost all the captains and vice-captains of each team have arrived.

"Who are you?" Dong Shilang instantly stepped in front of a Grim Reaper, waved his hand and smashed the flying rock, then looked at the brown-haired man standing high in the sky.

brown hair
Brown hair again.

Do people with this hair color have some "rebellious" gene in their bones?
"A young face." Muramasa stepped on the broken spire. The crescent moon of Soul Society was outlined behind him, hanging in the sky in a broken and bent shape, just like the broken Soul Society. "White-haired, short, the captain of the 10th Division, Hitsugaya Toushirou."

Dong Shilang narrowed his eyes.

This kind of rhetoric
Do you know about Seireitei, or do you not know about Seireitei?

"Old friend, aren't you going to say hello to me?" Muramasa swept his eyes over the three people.

Dong Shilang was startled and turned to look at the other captains. Although he didn't hear the names, his eyes happened to be fixed on those three people.

The three with the most seniority.

"Muramasa." Kyoraku Shunsui lowered his bamboo hat and nervously pressed the Zanpakutō on his waist, "Aren't you sealed?"

Muramasa clapped his hands and smiled: "You still remember me, Captain Kyoraku."

"I'm going to correct you."

"The only one who was sealed was Xianghe."

Xianghe?

Adding the name "Muramasa" touched the depths of Kuchiki Byakuya's memory, and brought back some memories from his childhood, a light touch like a dragonfly skimming the water. He had not experienced those things, but those things were indeed a heavy part of his "life".

"What is your purpose in coming to Seireitei?" Hitsugaya Toushirou drew his knife and asked harshly.

Muramasa turned his head nonchalantly and glanced at him: "What an impatient young man."

"Are you pulling out the knife to attack me?"

Ukitake flashed to Toushirou's side, held down his hand, and forced him to put the sword back into the sheath.

"He's not a Shinigami." Kyoraku Shunsui began to introduce, "He is... a Zanpakuto."

Many people were surprised and turned to look over here.

Zanpakuto? Could this "human" who appeared before them alive be a Zanpakuto?

Those who have already learned "Bankai" or have begun to practice "Bankai" can understand it.

The embodiment of Zanpakutō.

just
This manifestation of inner strength usually does not appear in the eyes of outsiders.

"Don't use the power of your Zanpakutō when dealing with it."

"Muramasa's ability is to induce his Zanpakutō to 'betray'."

The words were heavy, like a thousand pounds weighing on their hearts.

"How is that possible!" Komamura Sajin shook his head and said in a low voice, "Zanpakuto is the power of the heart. It makes Zanpakuto betray you."

Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head and didn't say anything more.

"Captain Kyoraku still underestimated me." Muramasa raised his hand high, put his index finger and thumb together, pinched the tip of the crescent moon, and a dark shadow pounced on him, covering his face. "Maybe we haven't fought directly."

"So you don't quite understand my abilities yet."

"What gave you the illusion that your Zanpakutō hadn't betrayed you?"

The index finger and thumb rub together, making a crisp sound.

After the "pop" sound, there was a whooshing sound of instant step.

Figures emerged one after another.

Each one is a particularly familiar figure to a certain person.

Two women, one big and one small; twin boys dressed as Onmyoji in kimono; brown hair with twin ponytails.
"What are you talking about!" Abarai Renji jumped out from behind Kuchiki Byakuya and stroked the back of the knife with his left hand, "You are such a braggart."

"Just let me catch you!"

"Roar, Snaketail Maru."

The spiritual pressure surged and poured into the sword, but the "shallow strike" in his hand did not react at all, not even a little light was emitted.

Abarai Renji was stunned and looked down at his sword.

The initial solution failed?

How is this going.

Muramasa lowered his hands and raised them to his chest: "I told you, I have deprived you of the right to use your Zanpakutō."

He made a light move.

"Abarai Renji." Among those figures, a woman who was hiding in the back walked out. She was a "baboon"-looking woman. Next to her was a child with a snake tail. They lived together. "We refuse to provide you with power anymore."

Abarai Renji's pupils dilated.

How could he not recognize this figure?

It was exactly what his Zanpakutō looked like after it manifested.

"Thank you for making me understand something." Muramasa folded his arms and raised his chin slightly. His expression and tone were both arrogant. "The old era should be over."

"Death is the ruler."

"The Zanpakutō is being used by me."

"This era should end."

Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head: "Such weak remarks are not convincing at all."

"Then reveal something convincing." Muramasa spread his hands, leaned forward, and spoke with emphasis, "Haven't you noticed that there's one person missing here?"

Someone has an idea.

Muramasa seemed to understand and immediately denied it: "I'm not talking about Uzumaki Naruto, the captain of the 7th Division who went to Hueco Mundo."

"But it means——"

"Captain General, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni."

"Didn't you notice he was gone?"

Soi-Fong flashed to his side. Even without a sword, her hand-to-hand combat ability was still outstanding.

Muramasa didn't respond.

A golden light flashed out instantly and took the blow from the Broken Bee Whip on his calf.

"Sparrow Bee." Broken Bee narrowed her eyes and stared at the guy who caught her attack. "Are you really going to betray me?"

This guy with brown twin tails
It was her Zanpakutō.

Quefeng shook his head: "Muramasa showed me another interesting and freer path."

"I don't want to be bound inside of you anymore."

Muramasa chuckled. This scene of "master and servant" fighting each other seemed to make him happy and even excited.

"The first thing I did when I came to Soul Society was to capture Ryujin Jakka." He stretched his hands wider, "But that old man does have some skills that can resist my abilities to a certain extent."

"I can only seal him to prevent him from ruining my business."

"As for now."

He stretched out his right hand, spiritual pressure surging.

The Zanpakutō spirits behind him lent their power to Muramasa, and they mixed together to form an even more powerful spiritual pressure.

The land broke, twisted and bulged, and dozens of pillars rose from the ground.

The Zanpakutō spirits stood on these pillars, high above, looking down.

A huge shadow swooped down and swallowed up all the captains and soldiers.

Muramasa put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were indifferent and cold. After scanning around, he finally stopped at Byakuya Kuchiki and stared at him.

"It's a pity that the guy named Aizen Sosuke was unable to cause you too much and too fatal damage."

"But it doesn't matter."

"A Shinigami without his Zanpakutō is no different from trash."

"Before, you controlled your Zanpakutō, which gave you the illusion that you were capable enough."

"Let me break this prejudice now."

"From this day forward, Zanpakutō will no longer be controlled by the God of Death."

(End of this chapter)