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

Everyone sat around a large round table with a hot pot on it, enjoying themselves immensely.

The people inside noticed him and began to greet him with smiles.

"What's wrong, Mima?"

"Come on over, we've been waiting for you."

"The main character of the celebration can't be absent!"

Kisuke Urahara was right; the Labyrinth of Consciousness was indeed a magic bullet for stalling for time.

Mi Zhen scratched his head, turned away with a regretful expression, and walked out of the house despite being asked to stay.

Although he really liked the heartwarming scene, he was, after all, a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the complexities of society for nearly forty years. How could he possibly let a little illusion hold him back? That would be far too immature.

However, this trip did have some gains... namely, the house's decoration style looks good, I can make a note of it, I'm sure I'll need it in the future.

Of course, you could also put it in a more emotional way.

“Goodbye…” Mima shrugged. “I would much rather see the real thing in reality than see this kind of scene in an illusion.”

After saying that, he planned to burn the photo frame in his hand.

"……etc."

But suddenly, Mi Zhen had a thought and stopped what she was doing.

After a moment's thought, he glanced at the photo frame, a curious smile playing on his lips: "I have a bold idea..."

If I'm not mistaken, the mechanism of the consciousness labyrinth is to create an illusory world by combining desire and memory. So, if he deliberately narrows down the scope of desire, will the scene presented be different?

Solving the consciousness maze in just a few minutes seems too unbelievable... How about... we play a little longer?

Once the thought arises, it's like a wild horse breaking free of its reins, completely out of control.

After using the Mind Beacon so many times, he had gained some insights and realized that it was not difficult to do this.

For example... exhibiting an above-average level of competitiveness?

The next moment, the world before my eyes dissipated like a phantom.

All the information received by the five senses was being reorganized; the fragrance of flowers turned into a strong smell of blood, and the breeze became a heat wave hitting the face. All sorts of strange elements related to the struggle came together to construct a new world.

Wow, that's really good... That's going to be interesting.

In a daze, Mima felt himself standing atop the Sogyoku, the spiritual pressure as deep as the sea, Aizen hanging from the hill, Yhwach's corpse beneath his feet, as if nothing was a match for him anymore—even the art style had changed.

Powerful! ...

With such power, who in the world can stop me? Who can stop me?! I will defeat the entire world with my own strength!

That's roughly the feeling.

Mizhen fell into deep thought.

This one doesn't suit me... I'd better change it...

How about another one, "excessive lust for power"?

The scenery before us changed once again.

He sat on the throne in the Spirit King's Palace, and all beings in the Three Realms prostrated themselves before him. His godlike power created an aura even greater than that of the Spirit King. All things in the world were his subjects, and the earth and sky within his sight were all under his command... To put it more vividly, it was all his...

Chapter 228: The ultimate test of acting skills begins now!

That's too much... How could a lazy bum like me stand this?

—That's what he thought, but his interest grew even higher, and he even seemed to be enjoying it.

Although it's not very useful, these kinds of fantasy movies are actually quite interesting...

After changing his thoughts a few more times, the world displayed by the consciousness labyrinth changed like a kaleidoscope, making Mi Zhen exclaim with delight.

Then, out of some instinct, he tried to think of some things that made his heart race and his face blush.

The next second, a group of graceful and beautiful women appeared before him.

They were dressed scantily, their eyes were full of affection, and more importantly...

They all looked very familiar...

Lisa, Shikatori Hakuryuu, Yoruichi, Soi Fon... In short, all the beauties of Soul Society are in there.

"cough……"

Mi Zhen blushed.

He raised his hand and shot out a bolt of white lightning, which shattered the core of the illusion with a crackling sound.

That's a bit too vulgar... If we watched a few more times, it probably wouldn't be content suitable for all ages...

Hmm... there must be something wrong with this illusion! It's normal for a thousand-year-old artifact to have some bugs!

"Yes, that's it."

After some self-hypnosis, he quickly accepted the result.

As for what I just saw... well, some things are best enjoyed in small quantities.

But in the next instant, the Zanpakuto at his waist trembled, and Ryugetsu's dissatisfied voice echoed in his heart.

"You lecherous devil!"

"You don't know anything!" Mi Zhen retorted angrily. "It's instinct, don't you understand instinct?!"

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

After the core was destroyed, the world of the Consciousness Labyrinth gradually dissipated like a phantom.

When he came to his senses, he was still inside the inner layer of the Boundless Seal, with two more layers of defenses to break through.

Not far away, Kisuke Urahara had completed almost all the procedures and was waiting for him to catch up with the progress here.

As expected of you...

Mi Zhen shrugged, stretched out his hand, and constructed nearly a hundred complex spells according to the Ghost Path blueprints provided by Woriya Tessai. He deliberately slowed down the process, taking a full four or five minutes to unlock the remaining two seals.

"That thing is really a headache..."

After grumbling, Mima approached Kisuke Urahara, deactivated the invisibility function that was no longer needed, shrugged, and said, "Mr. Urahara, shall we begin the final step?"

"Vice Captain Watanabe's Kido abilities have improved quite a bit."

Kisuke Urahara, who also appeared, first said something polite, and then nodded, "Let's begin."

"You flatter me." Mima agreed, then raised his arm and counted down three, two, one with Kisuke Urahara before simultaneously pointing his index finger, which was surging with spiritual light, onto the protective barrier.

This is the only way to "infiltrate the Abyss without causing any disturbance," by having multiple (minimum two) Death Gods simultaneously construct two completely different unspellings, thus causing a "short circuit" in the seal in a very short moment, thereby creating an opening for infiltration.

A sizzling sound, similar to water droplets hitting a hot iron plate, echoed twice on the seal. Then, a crack appeared on the ancient spiritual energy barrier, which was said to be "impossible to break," lasting less than half a second. Yama and Kisuke Urahara's eyes narrowed, and they simultaneously used Shunpo to move forward and cross the crack with extreme precision.

What appeared before them was a dark world devoid of any light.

No sound can be heard, and there is emptiness in every direction except the ground, which gives people the exaggerated impression that "the space here must be boundless"—it has to be said that this is really the most suitable place to be a prison.

Unable to touch anything, see anything, and only hear their own voice (and perhaps the voices of other inmates), there is nothing that can be called enjoyment... It is no exaggeration to say that more than 99% of normal people cannot stay in this place for more than three days. If they stay there for too long, they will inevitably suffer a mental breakdown due to excessive emptiness.

But the sentences in this place start at five thousand years or more...

How can I put it? Anyway, Mizhen felt that she couldn't stay in such a place. There weren't many people in the Three Realms who could do it... Even Shiroku Hakunsai was the same. When recalling her prison life, she said that whenever she was bored, she would sign a contract with herself and sleep for decades or even hundreds of years. She was rarely awake. This was how she managed to maintain her intact mind in this meaningless void.

Of course, this excludes freaks like Kenpachi Azajo, who can see the whole Seireitei's fun even while imprisoned...

Immediately afterwards, Kisuke Urahara rummaged in his waist pouch and took out two flashlights (using Kido lighting in here would be detected) and a map. He handed one of them to Yama beside him and waved to him, signaling him to follow.

The methods were surprisingly down-to-earth...

Mima's lips twitched twice, and he turned on the flashlight just like Kisuke Urahara. Two beams of light, enough to dispel the darkness within a hundred-meter radius, were instantly born in the Abyss, which had probably not seen light for more than five hundred years.

But the light wasn't dazzling, and the child couldn't sense any spiritual power; it looked like a purely technological creation.

All I can say is that Urahara A-meng is truly awesome...

The illuminated Mugen and Mizhen's spiritual pressure perception were consistent; it was just an absurdly huge "grotto," with countless natural stone pillars connecting and supporting the upper and lower parts, becoming the only embellishment in the dark world.

They didn't need to worry about alerting the other prisoners... because there were only three prisoners in the Abyss, two of whom had already escaped, leaving only Kenpachi Azajo in prison, enjoying the ultimate VIP treatment unique in the entire Soul Society.

However, no one can truly enjoy such good fortune...

"We're in... this location now. Okay, I know how to get there. Come this way."

The two flew at low altitudes, moving quickly through the void. However, the place was so vast that it took them more than half an hour to reach their destination, as they dared not make too much noise.

—A magnificent stone fortress, crudely constructed, like a child with a bit of artistic talent haphazardly building it with stones, but its advantage is that it is enormous in scale, occupying an area even larger than the mansions of most nobles.

Layer upon layer of countless sealing techniques were stacked on top of each other, their intensity so great that even the spiritual pressure that should have been contained leaked out, distorting the airflow like flames—if it was this exaggerated from the outside, the scene inside was even more unimaginable.

“We’ve arrived.” Kisuke Urahara closed the map. “This is the place where Kenpachi Azajo is sealed.”

"Wow..." Mi Zhen stroked his chin, raising his eyebrows in surprise, "This is truly spectacular."

While it might not be as strong as the sealing techniques used later on, this thing looks much more impressive than Aizen's sealing methods...

After all, a chair can't compare to a castle...

"Next is... breaking this seal?" Mi Zhen scratched his head. "That might be a bit difficult... Even the Great Ghost Master Wo Ling probably couldn't force open this thing without the 'key'."

“There’s no need for that.” Kisuke Urahara shrugged. “Kenpachi Azajo’s abilities are so powerful that even the slightest mistake in sealing him can give him a chance to escape. All we need to do is go in and talk to him about cooperation, that’s all.”

"sharp……"

Mima exclaimed in genuine amazement, and then followed Urahara Kisuke into the fortress.

Countless square crystals, composed of ghost energy yet resembling tangible matter, are densely packed within the fortress's interior, embedded in the walls, the ground, and even floating directly in the air. Each crystal is a powerful spiritual energy node, and the "network" formed by these countless nodes becomes increasingly dense as one moves deeper into the fortress, eventually converging in the main hall.

A colorless crystal, taller than two people, stood there.

Wearing a captain's haori, the slender man with a noble air was sealed in crystal like an insect in amber. His eyes were closed, he had no weapons and did not move, but he still gave people a chilling sense of danger.

The eighth captain of the 11th Division – Kenpachi Azashiro.

Judging from the visual effects alone, this seal is already at the level of a Spirit King...

"found it."

A rare hint of tension flashed across Kisuke Urahara's face, but it quickly disappeared, and he returned to his perfectly calm demeanor.