Death: Then stood in the sky.

This is Naruki City, next to Karakura Town.

Two grim reapers stood on the rooftop of a tall building, their faces grim.

Just then, a dark figure descended from the sky.

The Grim Reaper, who was still discussing something, stopped and looked at the newcomer, immediately showing a look of surprise.

Isshin Shiba, the captain of the 10th Division?

"Captain Shiba? What are you doing here?" The Shinigami with the crew cut exclaimed in surprise before remembering to introduce himself, "I am Hamajo Kojiro, and this is Yoshiyama Kaede."

"Ah, I was looking for a restroom, but I got lost, hahaha." Shiba Isshin scratched his head and laughed.

"This is so fake. Even if you're going to lie to us, please come up with a more plausible reason." Yoshiyama Kaede complained speechlessly.

"Well, that kind of thing isn't important. What's important is what happened here." Shiba Isshin's gaze swept across the rooftop, and his eyes narrowed when he saw a pool of blood.

This is...

“As you can see, this is our…comrade…” Hamajo Kojiro clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred. “When we arrived, this was all we found. We didn’t even find his body.”

"Where are the enemies?" Shiba asked urgently.

“I don’t know.” Yoshiyama Kaede shook his head. “Apart from the moment we noticed the other party’s presence when they made their move, we didn’t find anything else.”

Zhibo looked serious.

"Captain..." Matsumoto Rangiku was panting heavily behind him.

From the moment she stepped into this place, her instincts were on high alert.

Everywhere there was an undisguised, intense malice, as if there was an eye watching you intently from the shadows. If you were to lose focus even slightly, the eye would suddenly appear and pierce your heart.

I'm so sad.

Under such intense and malicious scrutiny, the body feels heavy and sluggish, as if suffering from a severe cold.

Rangiku Matsumoto's back began to sweat.

Just as Shiba was about to take a step forward, a hand gently landed on Matsumoto Rangiku's back.

Snapped.

Are you alright?

Aoshi gently patted her back.

After that, the erroneous sensory experience caused by malice quickly faded away.

"What exactly is this?"

Matsumoto Rangiku loosened her clenched, pale fingers and couldn't help but grab Seiji's collar, instinctively leaning against him, as if only in this way could she feel a little safer.

"A very troublesome thing." Qing Si's eyes were serious, and he had a general idea of ​​what it was.

Empty and white.

The ultimate cheat for the owner of the Holy Word D.

Aizen's masterpiece.

Born at the very beginning, he was a natural Variant, standing at the pinnacle of countless Hollows' desires. He possesses multiple bloodlines, including human, Quincy, Shinigami, and Soul King, making him a monster among monsters!

It seems the time has come for Aizen's plan to begin.

"He is indeed a very troublesome guy. He can hide his spiritual pressure so that the Shinigami cannot detect him. Just this alone is enough to classify his danger level as the highest level."

Shiba Ichishin kept a straight face. The Hollow attacking the Shinigami reminded him of the Hollows that could conceal their spiritual pressure during the Soul Burial exercise.

But this one is more dangerous and more terrifying.

He tried to pinpoint the aura left behind by the other party, wanting to track the location of their spiritual pressure, but the entire Naruki City was like a still lake, without the slightest ripple.

What exactly happened in Soul Society?

Who is involved in this?

Is he a captain-level Grim Reaper?

Or perhaps...

Zhibo looked worried.

"He must have noticed us, so he ran away," Hamakyo Kojiro gritted his teeth.

"No, he didn't escape; you just happened to survive." Upon hearing this, Shiba Ichishin interrupted him, snapping out of his daze.

Hamakyo Kojiro and Yoshiyama Kaede looked at each other, neither of them sensing the danger the other was talking about.

"You survived by sheer luck?" Hamakyo Kojiro frowned.

“Captain Shiba, this is our territory. We will avenge our comrades ourselves. Please leave…” Yoshiyama Kaede reminded him, but before he could finish, Shiba Isshin interrupted him again.

“This is not an enemy you can fight, nor is it a battle you can participate in. Hand over all the relevant intelligence about the enemy to me. I will take care of this matter.”

Shiba Isshin, his face grim, saw the other's reluctance and apparent unwillingness to give up revenge, and shouted, "Idiot! Don't you realize it yet?"

"You two can't even sense each other's spiritual pressure. Do I need to tell you what that means?"

"If you've forgotten what you learned at the True Spirit Arts Academy, then go back and study it all again. It's better than dying here for no reason!"

Hamakyo Kojiro and Yoshiyama Kaede were both jolted, their expressions of astonishment.

Only then did they realize that they hadn't noticed the other's presence not only because the other's method of concealing spiritual pressure was superb, but also because the other's spiritual pressure far surpassed theirs!

No wonder Vice Captain Rangiku's face looked so ugly just now.

It turned out that it was because the two of them were too weak, so weak that they couldn't even sense how strong the enemy was.

This is not a humiliation, but it is worse than a humiliation.

How despicable!

A look of resentment appeared on Hamakyo Kojiro's face.

But just then, a voice rang out.

"His spiritual energy has completely disappeared."

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, he saw the Grim Reaper who had been following Shiba Isshin and Matsumoto Rangiku squatting beside the bloodstains left by his companions.

The voice was his.

Yoshiyama Kaede frowned, a hint of anger creeping into her voice, "Nanguang is already dead, isn't it normal for his spirit to disappear?"

“I’m touched that you’re angry for your fallen comrades, but I haven’t finished speaking.”

"so--"

"Could you please be quiet for a moment?"

The calm voice had no tone, yet it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression. Driven by instinct, Yoshiyama Kaede shut his mouth.

“I am not blaspheming the dead, so you don’t need to look at me like that.”

"Furthermore, when I said his spiritual particles disappeared, I meant exactly what you understand it to be."

Aoshi stood up and said softly:

"He was eaten."

Not a single drop is left.

Chapter 69 The Mad Scientist

Upon hearing this, Hamakyo Kojiro became anxious and shouted, "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by saying that Nanko was eaten up completely, without leaving a single bit!"

Aoshi glanced at him and said calmly:

"The spirit of the Grim Reaper is composed entirely of spiritual pressure, and the essence of spiritual pressure is actually spiritual particles. After the Grim Reaper dies, the spiritual particles do indeed return to the spiritual particle cycle of the three realms, but the speed is definitely not that fast."

“His spirit completely disintegrated; this was not a normal way of dying, but rather a violent destruction.”

Then, eat it.

Whether it is a Shinigami born through normal childbirth or a soul that comes from the human world and transforms into a Rukongai, its essence is spirit particles.

Most of them have limited spiritual pressure, so they can naturally decompose and return to the Soul Realm after death.

Only a very small number, referring to captain-level Shinigami, have such powerful spiritual pressure that they cannot be decomposed after death and can only be sent to hell through a soul burial ritual.

But the team members in front of us are clearly not included in this category.

"Damn it! Nan Guang..." Jishan Feng was increasingly unwilling, his face turning red with anger. He began to wonder if the outcome would be different if he and Nan Guang had acted together.

“If that’s the case, then that’s probably the worst-case scenario,” Shiba Isshin suddenly said.

Hamakatsu Kojiro asked in surprise, "Captain Shiba?"

“He’s hunting death gods… no, I should say he’s hunting souls with high spiritual pressure, which means…” Shiba Isshin said, his face grim.

Aoshi finished speaking before he could finish.

"Any object possessing high spiritual pressure will become a target for this Void. It could be Death itself, a human with a naturally strong spiritual constitution, or even..."

"The Extinction Master".

Aoshi uttered a chilling conclusion softly, "He continues to evolve by devouring these targets with high spiritual pressure."

Hamakyo Kojiro and Yoshiyama Kaede looked shocked.

The enemy... is such a terrifying being.

At this moment, Matsumoto Rangiku stepped forward and said decisively, "I will immediately report what happened here to Soul Society and ask the Technology Development Bureau to help us capture their spiritual pressure."

She was on the verge of a breakdown. She had only wanted to come to the real world with Qing Si to have some fun, but one accident after another had happened.

It really makes a beautiful woman bald.

Rangiku Matsumoto took out a communicator and began contacting Soul Society.

Usually, when encountering such a troublesome enemy, the technical support of the Technology Development Bureau is used to locate its position, and then the Reaper is dispatched to surround and eliminate it.

It always works.

But this time... will it really go so smoothly?

Shiba Isshin did not stop her because Matsumoto Rangiku's judgment was already the optimal solution. Although she was a bit reckless, she was still very reliable in critical moments.

He glanced down at the remaining bloodstains on the ground.

Shiba's gaze deepened.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he had a premonition that something was about to happen, and the feeling that the situation was subtly beyond his control made him inexplicably irritable.

.......

"Spiritual pressure fluctuation detected!"

"Location?"

"The area near Karakura Town in Naruki City... coordinates... his spiritual pressure is moving towards Karakura Town!"

"Captain Shiba, please act immediately!"

In the Soul Society, in the laboratory of the Research and Development Bureau of the Twelfth Division, spiritual pressure markers are moving rapidly on a huge screen.

"Understand".

On the other end of the communicator, Shiba Isshin nodded and immediately set off for the location provided by the Technology Development Bureau.

Instant step, endless instant step.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the visual afterimages became indistinct fragments.

But soon, the sound coming from the communicator again made him stop in his tracks.

"Captain Shiba, their spiritual pressure has completely disappeared!"

"We can't detect him. He completely concealed his spiritual pressure. How is that possible? How did he do that?!"

Exclamations came through the communicator.