I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

Mi Zhen casually draped his arm over Shikatori Hakunsai's shoulder and laughed loudly, "What's wrong? Still can't beat your old boss?"

Shikatori Hakunsai smiled without saying a word, so Mima shifted his gaze to the three captains not far away: "Yo, good afternoon, everyone from the Gotei 13."

"who are you?"

The old man's expression had turned completely cold: "What's your purpose?"

"Who are we?" Mi Zhen laughed, pointing to the Gates of Hell behind them. "Isn't it obvious enough?"

"As for the purpose... well, let me think about it."

After a moment of contemplation, a hint of cruelty crept into his wild smile: "How about turning this boring world upside down?"

"Then there's no need for further discussion." The old man drew his sword and said sternly.

"All things in the universe will turn to ashes! Flowing Blade Like Fire!"

Instantly, alarm bells rang in Mi Zhen's heart!

The conflict erupted in silence.

The old man raised his blade, stomped his foot, and created a huge crater. His figure vanished from the spot with this burst of power, leaving only a cone-shaped sonic boom cloud in the air.

This isn't even a flash, it's just a simple sprint!

A distance of less than ten meters can be crossed in an extremely short instant, measured in microseconds.

The blazing flashes, stretched into a line, erupted like meteors!

The blade aimed straight for Mima's heart!

"!"

According to the script, he needs to withstand an attack from the old man of the mountain to demonstrate his strength. Therefore, he cannot let Lu Qu Bayunzhai use a hard control, nor can he use cheating methods such as misalignment to dodge. He must show enough hard power.

But the old man seemed to have really been provoked, and the power contained in this strike was even greater than when he fought against the Dark Azure Guardian!

We can't use Rage Flow or Void Transformation now; if we have to tough it out, that's the only way.

Luckily, I had made preparations before coming here!

With a seemingly casual but actually uncertain gesture, Mi Zhen raised her hand and blocked the path of the old man's slash!

—There were fifty layers upon layers of broken barriers there!

—It's not a makeshift solution that abandons chanting, but a complete version created with an extremely rigorous attitude and piled up in the Kido warehouse!

Theoretically, it should be enough, but Mi Zhen still didn't really have a clear idea of ​​what to expect.

After all, this was an attack launched by the old man in a fit of rage, without holding back... It wasn't even the kind of area-of-effect attack that could change the world with a wave of his hand, but rather an ultimate single strike that compressed all the flames into the blade. If we were to estimate it highly, it probably wouldn't be much worse than the real Rising Sun Blade.

As expected, the diagonal slash from top to bottom severed ten, twenty, or even forty or fifty layers of the void barrier as if tearing through a piece of paper.

The shockwave from the sonic boom exploded at that very moment!

Large chunks of the ground, already turned into lava, were ripped up and thrown into the air, easily shredding and blasting away withered vegetation and trees further away, as well as teaching aids and walls.

The training ground of the Shin'o Spiritual Arts Academy, which had stood for hundreds of years, was thus destroyed.

Ryujin Jakka finally stopped in front of Mima's palm.

—Only four more floors remain before it is completely breached.

My god, it took him two whole days to input these broken voids... and they were actually chopped to pieces by the old man in his Shikai state, leaving only the base?

Swallowing hard with his other body, Mi Zhen maintained his arrogant demeanor, grabbed the blade of Ryujin Jakka, and then looked at the old man with a sneer at his shocked expression.

"The Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13... doesn't seem as strong as the rumors say."

A deep blue, almost inky light flashed on his free left hand: "But since you've given me such a fierce greeting, wouldn't it be impolite of me not to reply?"

Sixty modified Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannons, so powerful that even the Ghost Path followers wouldn't recognize them, were stacked together and blasted upwards at the old man, instantly engulfing him. The remaining cannons continued their trajectory, shooting straight into the sky and blasting a large hole in the clouds.

"teacher!"

Upon seeing this, Ukitake immediately became anxious and released the Twin Fish Carp in his hand, ready to rush to the rescue.

But Jinghua Shuiyue smiled and stood in front of him, gesturing for silence: "Surrounding is not a good thing. If you want to fight, how about I be your opponent?"

Ukitake stopped in his tracks, and a rare look that could be described as murderous intent appeared on his perpetually kind face.

But the illusion of a mirage simply smiled in response.

Chapter 194: Seireitei's Reaction

Upon closer examination, it becomes clear that they are truly a pair of hidden dragons and phoenix chicks. One is frail and sickly, relying on his anti-armor to deal damage, while the other has no particularly effective attack methods. When they are paired together, they are evenly matched, a perfect match where neither can defeat the other.

As for Unohana... she had been silently staring at Shikatori Hakunsai since the start of the battle.

“Shikatori, this is not the same as rebellion,” Unohana said in a low voice. “Do you intend to completely destroy the order of Soul Society? You are the one who laid the foundation.”

“I’ve said it before, this kind of ‘order’ is nothing to be proud of.”

Lu Qu Baiyunzhai said coldly, "If you don't dare to choose, then let me smash everything."

"..."

Unohana lowered her eyes with a heavy heart, but only for a moment before she regained her resolve and looked at Shikatori Hakunsai with a hostile gaze. Her sharp killing intent spread out, and in the blink of an eye, the situation became tense and ready to fight.

At the same time, the smoke that had enveloped Mizhen and the old man gradually dissipated.

Tiny electric currents still flickered in the air from time to time.

The sixty Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannons, which were enough to easily annihilate an ordinary captain, did not achieve any remarkable results. They only burned half of the old man's captain's haori and incidentally created a few scorch marks on his long beard.

As for the injuries... well, that's really not a question.

"Hmph... You're really tenacious, Yamamoto Genryusai."

"If you think that this level of attack can defeat me, you are being too naive."

At this moment, Mima was no longer holding Ryujin Jakka—just kidding, his entire right hand was almost burning red and in excruciating pain. This was only under the condition of the Breakthrough Barrier being at its limit. Without this layer of defense, the part that was in direct contact with the blade would have been burned to a crisp long ago.

But despite the pain, he still had to maintain his composure, so he smiled arrogantly and said, "Can a small gift, like an appetizer, really be called an attack?"

After exchanging harsh words, both sides became much more wary of each other.

Mima had already overestimated the old man's strength as much as possible, but in actual combat, it was still so troublesome. And this was only in his Shikai state. Who knows how terrifying the Zanka no Tachi would be? Yhwach's defeat back then was truly not unjust.

As for the old man, Mima blocked his angry attack head-on without even drawing his sword, and then unleashed a powerful lightning bolt with his bare hands. After a round of probing, his true strength was still unfathomable. He had not encountered such a powerful enemy for nearly a thousand years since the end of the Quincy War!

The spiritual pressure of both sides surged once again, preparing for the next attack.

But at this moment.

The gates of hell suddenly flickered a few times, like a phantom.

Mi Zhen's movements suddenly froze.

"Hmph... Is it time yet?"

Without hesitation, he took a step back, returning to the front of the Gates of Hell.

He glanced at each of the three captains, then put his hands back in his pockets.

Then, Mima raised his voice and said, "Shikatori, have you finished making the greetings?"

"Hmm... I still have some things I want to say, but it doesn't really matter anymore."

After giving a casual answer, Shirokujo Hakunsai and Kyōka Suigetsu withdrew without hesitation and retreated back to the gates of hell.

“Yuan Liuzhai, Lie, Shisilang, this is just to say hello.”

Shikaku Hakunsai chuckled, “It’s a rare reunion, so it’s best to avoid bloodshed—but next time it won’t be so gentle, so be prepared for war.”

Without hesitation, the three retreated into the Gates of Hell and instantly concealed themselves.

"Want to escape?"

The old man strode forward and swung his sword in a swift motion!

But the gates of hell have long since vanished without a trace.

................................................

The saying goes, "To advance or retreat like the wind, one must come with a bang and run with swiftness."

If they don't run away now, they'll be ganged up on by all the masters in Seireitei. After all, they're evil heretics now, and the code of honor among righteous people doesn't apply to them. It's perfectly normal for them to be ganged up on.

But in any case, the purpose of making such a tough statement has been achieved, and perhaps it was even a bit too much.

He was genuinely afraid that the old man might unleash his Remnant Blade in a fit of rage and strike each of them with a Heaven and Earth Ashes. Even without that, if Ukitake or Unohana were to unleash their Bankai, they would probably be in serious trouble.

Fortunately, the hostage-taking plan was successful, and none of the three captains dared to use anything too large.

After emerging from the other side of the "Gates of Hell," Mima sighed, casually pulled up a chair, sat down, took off and threw away the black cloak modeled after the Hell Chapter movie, and then lazily lay back on the chair.

Once inside the secluded room, Aizen adjusted his glasses and chuckled, "Looks like... the plan succeeded?"

"Success? Exceeded expectations!"

Mima chuckled, one hand on his face. "If the Seireitei doesn't go into full combat readiness soon, then let Hell just tear down the Soul Society and call it a day."

"That's a bit too extreme."

Aizen stepped down from the experimental table, gently placed the black fragment in his hand, and said, "Next... we just need to wait for the Seireitei's reaction."

The two exchanged a glance and both revealed meaningful smiles.

In this operation, Yama and Shikatori Hakunsai were responsible for appearing in the limelight, while Aizen was responsible for providing technical support—including making the spiritual pressure reveal hellish characteristics and the so-called "Gate of Hell," all of which were new things he had researched in the past few days.

The principle behind the former is very simple. To put it in a more down-to-earth way, it's like smearing cow dung on your body to change your scent. Aizen created a "change reagent" that can change a person's spiritual pressure characteristics in a short time depending on the raw materials used. It's just that the material used this time is miasma from hell.

The latter is certainly not a proper Gate of Hell, but a profound forbidden technique of the Kido called "Space Gate," which is rather complicated to explain. Anyway, it's similar to the Anywhere Door of the Blue Tanuki robot. Aizen used the property that the fragments of Shihouin Hyakugetsu would turn into the two skulls on the Gate of Hell after absorbing the miasma of Hell, so he gave the Space Gate a skin, making it look exactly like the Gate of Hell.

In reality, that thing only leads to Aizen's underground laboratory.

It has to be said that the inventor is truly terrifying. These two "simple" inventions greatly increased the credibility of Mima's words - "The Gates of Hell" have appeared here. Even if you say that this has nothing to do with hell, I'm afraid no one will believe you.

In short, there's a lot of fun to be had from here.

The Seireitei was in complete chaos, as expected!

After the conflict at the Shinigami Academy ended, the old man led his men to the 46th Chamber's meeting room immediately, but it was too late. All they could see were the still-burning Kido flames and a glaring crater—the landmark building symbolizing the center of power had been blown to pieces. This could no longer be described as a provocation; it was a complete slap in the face to the 46th Chamber, and the entire Seireitei had lost face.

But the covert task force that conducted a thorough search of Seireitei brought back even more explosive news just minutes later. Compared to this news, the humiliation of being slapped several times seemed so insignificant.