Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 259: 258: The Land of Death

The essence of spiritual pressure is the manifestation of the soul, which usually does not cause changes in reality.

However, that is just common sense for ordinary people.

The strong will never be bound by these rules and frameworks.

Some mediocre Shinigami can pull the air and change the surrounding things even if they just release their Zanpakutō.

And further.

The Bankai of the God of Death can even cause the surrounding objects to disintegrate and then return to their essence in the form of spirit particles.

Then.

What consequences will arise if the power goes one step further?

call! ! !
Accompanied by a whistling sound, the ball of spirit light that enveloped Ulquiorra dissipated.

The Arrancar, which had completely transformed and revealed its original appearance, slowly opened its eyes.

Spread your wings.

Black and white intertwine and collide in the air.

On his face, which was darker and thicker with tear marks, there was no trace of emotion.

Return to the blade.

In terms of effect, it is equivalent to the release of the Zanpakutō of the God of Death, and is also a way to improve combat effectiveness in another sense.

Ya Mi beside him raised his head slightly, looking at the black raindrops falling down, and at this moment he showed an extremely happy expression.

“Huhaha~ That’s it… It feels a bit like I’m back in Hueco Mundo. It’s so comfortable!”

Harribel just glanced over and then looked away.

"Hurry up... Nnoitra, Yami, get ready."

Turn sideways and draw your knife.

Gripping the long blade that contained her own energy, Harribel's tone was firm and cold.

"Come with me and bring the target back to Hueco Mundo as soon as possible."

"Tsk...I see."

"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

Under the onslaught, Urahara Kisuke raised his head.

He stared at the black raindrops falling sparsely from the sky, his expression more solemn than ever before.

He stretched out his hand and caught the turbid liquid in his palm.

"not good……"

It's not a threat to myself.

But this kind of thing...cannot exist in this world.

"Kisuke!"

Shihouin Yoruichi's thoughts were almost in sync with his. The moment he called out, she had already retreated to his side.

"The concentration of spirit particles in the air is rising... If this continues, not only the streets, but the entire Karakura Town will be in trouble!"

This is not alarmist, but a fact in another sense.

You should know that this information was also revealed in the original work. For example, the concentration of spirit particles in the Soul King Palace is much more exaggerated than that in Soul Society.

Some individuals with mediocre strength will inevitably make a fool of themselves when they first enter the Spirit King Palace.

Amplify this behavior.

This is the problem that everyone needs to face right now.

Urahara Kisuke looked around, his thoughts already sinking to the bottom.

——When Yami first appeared on the scene, he had already devoured the souls of more than a hundred people. Now that the opponent has further unleashed his power, the number of casualties will surely increase exponentially.

While his thoughts were wandering, Inoue Orihime, who was treating her injuries in the distance, had already begun to feel physically unwell.

Her eyes became vague and her breathing became unsmooth... As if her throat was being strangled, she felt a slight sense of suffocation.

Taitora Chad was kneeling on one knee. Although he was not in such a miserable state, his slightly up and down back was enough to illustrate his current situation.

This is the case for individuals with the ability to perceive spiritual powers. What if the situation worsens and spreads?

The impact caused is almost unimaginable.

Watching Ichigo Kurosaki running towards the two of them, Urahara Kisuke looked at the balls of light that continued to condense in the air and the rising concentration of spirit particles.

At this moment, he pursed his lips.

"There is no other way..."

Muttering as if to himself, he half turned his head and glanced at Ye Yi beside him.

"Miss Ye Yi, please deal with them for a while and buy me some time to get out..."

When it comes to dealing with these opponents, the ghost way is no longer effective.

Correct.

Urahara Kisuke lowered the brim of his hat.

"I will use Bankai to reverse this phenomenon."

Being secretive is indeed Urahara Kisuke's label, but that definitely does not mean that he can sit idly by and watch danger.

He, who once bore the name of the Gotei 13, is the one who must stand up and shoulder the responsibility at this moment.

"Kisuke..."

"Are you a little surprised? Well, I didn't expect things to become so complicated."

With a wry smile, Urahara Kisuke restrained his expression and sat down on the ground.

His back was slightly hunched, and he stared at the Arrancars in the air, his expression also showing a sigh...

Gradually became serious.

"Until I find a solution, Miss Yoruichi, I'll leave you to my side."

After years of cooperation, Yoruichi Shihouin can almost perfectly interpret any behavior of Kisuke Urahara.

She unconditionally agrees with all the decisions made by the other party, no matter how unreasonable they seem...

"Then go ahead and do it boldly, Kisuke!"

Yoruichi raised her head and saw Ulquiorra in the air raising his right hand.

Lightning flashed, and the air that had begun to be filled with the aura of spiritual particles gradually rolled back until a condensed beam of light gathered in his palm.

That is... a highly concentrated form of spirit particles.

Do you want to catch something of that magnitude?
It's really a bit unreasonable...but there's nothing I can do. After all, there's no one else I can ask for help.

"bring it on!"

The turbulence of spiritual energy suddenly erupted, as Ye Yi lowered his upper body and half-prone on the ground.

The clothes on her upper body were torn into pieces in an instant, and scattered into pieces dancing wildly in the sky.

Instant coax!

By concentrating the power of the Kidō on his shoulders and relying on the strength of his fists and feet, he possesses a killing power comparable to that of a Zanpakutō.

Ulquiorra threw down the beam of light in his hand with an expressionless face.

Shifengyuan Yoruichi stomped his legs hard on the ground, leaving countless cracks on the asphalt road, and shot into the air.

Harribel and the others also rushed forward, but they didn't seem to focus their attention on Yoruichi.

It seemed that in their eyes, Ulquiorra was more than capable of dealing with an enemy of this level.

Feeling the gazes focused on him, Ichigo Kurosaki, who was observing his friends, showed a solemn expression.

The target is him.

If that's the case...other people shouldn't be implicated.

Just then, Giryu Tessai from Urahara's shop caught up to the scene, and Kurosaki Ichigo entrusted all three of them to him.

"Excuse me."

"Leave it to me... Wait, Mr. Kurosaki, do you want it?"

Turning behind him, with only his back left, Ichigo Kurosaki spoke in a serious tone.

"I'm going to fulfill my mission."

Solve your own problems and don't leave them to others to deal with.

Destroying lives and trampling on souls.

He hurt his companions and acted so recklessly. Ichigo Kurosaki would never hold back against such a vicious person.

He raised his right hand slightly and covered his face - using all his strength to defeat all the invaders!
Harribel saw everything the other person did, and simply raised her right hand in silence.

Above the index finger.

A black turbid current vaguely emerged.

The power and influence of the Ten Blades Hollow Flash belonging to NO.3 should never be underestimated.

People from all sides have made their preparations, and everything seems to be reaching its intense climax at this moment.

And at this moment.

It fell with a clear echo, as if something invisible was frozen at this moment.

Everyone had an extremely strange feeling of frustration.

At the same time, a cold voice spanned the entire venue, demonstrating an unparalleled presence.

"Let's scatter, Senbonzakura."

The roaring sea of cherry blossoms washed down from the sky.

The groups of people that were about to collide reacted instantly and distanced themselves again.

A black and red electric light flashed in Ichigo Kurosaki's hand, but at this moment he stopped - he raised his head in confusion, but saw the figure of Byakuya Kuchiki.

Standing above the sky.

"Bai...zai?"

I couldn't figure out why the other party was here and wanted to ask something, but I didn't have the chance to open my mouth.

Harriel's Flash had already penetrated the sea of flowers and shot straight towards Kurosaki Ichigo's face like a comet breaking through the sky.

Unable to react in time.

But no harm.

The man who emerged from the shadows stepped forward lightly, with both hands flying, slashing at the virtual flash from bottom to top.

Clang! ! !
It was clearly a collision of iron and energy, but it produced an echo that was enough to attract people's attention.

The energy ball that was knocked away rushed into the sky, drew a terrifying arc, and then exploded in the air.

"It's so scary! It's as if the entire space has been swallowed up."

A fancy haori and a face full of stubble.

The captain of the 8th Division, Kyoraku Shunsui, smiled foolishly and looked behind him, saying in a joking tone.

"It's not a good habit to be distracted by other things during a confrontation, young man~"

A little bit of shame emerged, but more of confusion.

"Kyōraku...Captain?"

Where did you come from?
“Hehehe, I see. Is this the Void Flash? But the formation and fluctuation of energy are completely different…”

"It is a more exaggerated concentration, mixed with the unique energy of the Hollows... no, it should be called the Arrancar, right?"

"This is really very interesting. Everyone, please help me with my experiment."

A high-pitched tone was accompanied by the sound of unhurried footsteps.

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at a figure passing by him and walked slowly forward.

The captain of the 12th Division, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, held his head high, opened his arms as if to embrace the sky, and even his tone became extremely exaggerated.

"Let me dissect you with gratitude!"

As many as three captains appeared at once.

This caused Ichigo Kurosaki to completely lose his understanding of the current situation.

After all, the young man still has little experience, so fortunately... someone is willing to give a corresponding explanation at this moment.

"Thank goodness you've held on until now, Mr. Kurosaki."

With a tone full of compassion, Unohana Retsu clasped his hands in front of him, smiled and walked slowly forward.

"Please leave the rest to our Gotei 13."

The word is settled.

Ichigo Kurosaki's gaze also fell behind her.

I saw an extremely wide road with an arched torii gate more than five meters high emerging above the ruins.

I don’t know when this thing appeared...but these things are not important anymore.

Because it is visible to the naked eye.

Familiar figures are flashing out from under the torii gate.

Kenpachi Zaraki, Renji Abarai, Ikkaku Madarame...

"Everyone, this is..."

"Spirit particle fixation technique."

A cold voice sounded from beside him, accompanied by a faint fragrance. Ichigo Kurosaki looked over belatedly.

His eyes met Nie Yinmeng beside him.

The other party gave him a gentle smile and took out the bandage from his arms.

"Please let me treat your injuries. This is the only thing I can do at the moment."

Also.

"Continue the topic just now."

"The Soul Particle Fixing Device is a product developed to enable communication between the real world and Soul Society at the fastest speed."

"Its existence can ignore the time it takes for the God of Death to travel through the world, and stabilize its form at the fastest speed, so that it can take action in the real world."

How could there be such a thing?
"No, you're not finished yet, Nemu!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's voice was still high, as if this was his home court, and everything...

Everything is just a foil for this mad scientist.

"This is the result of my sacrifice of my dignity, hard work, and compromise with that woman."

“Although it is so ugly and totally inconsistent with my inner aesthetics, I have to admit... this is indeed a product that is shocking enough.”

"With this thing, operations between the human world and Soul Society will become extremely simple from now on."

Of course, this has its drawbacks.

He snapped his fingers, and Kurotsuchi Mayuri's expression was filled with an expression that was almost overflowing with confidence.

“That’s the fragility of the world.”

"As the most fragile and vulnerable place in the Three Realms, it is destined to be unable to withstand a large amount of spiritual energy... otherwise it will end up collapsing."

"Here, the fixture I use to conduct my research plays a crucial role."

"Everything in the real world is frozen and extracted. It's like a 100% replica of the model~"

"The space we are in now is no longer the Karakura Town that mortals are familiar with."

"Then, in this case, we, the Death Gods, don't need to make too many compromises and choose to suppress our own strength."

“That’s what allows us to really fire on all cylinders.”

"Arrancars! May I ask what you think of these things? Seeing this desperate place that belongs only to you..."

Yes.

If I had to describe it.

"Let's call it a slaughterhouse, shall we?"

The support from Soul Society continued.

At the same time, it cuts off ties with the real world and becomes an independent space.

It seems that surrendering is the only way out?