Death: Then stood in the sky.

"Ah, although it feels a little regrettable to say it out loud, after all, I will be living as a human being from now on."

At this point, Shiba Isshin suddenly burst into laughter, "But if I were to stand by and watch her die because of these things, I could never forgive myself."

"A real man should never forget kindness and loyalty."

Aoshi couldn't help but look at him.

What a magnificent man.

Or rather, Haojie.

Shiba took out a cigarette and lit it.

Aoshi shook his head to indicate that he didn't mind.

He then lit the cigarette on the nearby flame and took a deep drag.

Then, Shiba Isshin sat down on the ground, smiling, and asked, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

Aoshi's eyelid twitched. "You deliberately chose this moment, didn't you?"

Shiba Isshin grinned, "But it's precisely at times like this that you'll agree to what I say, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Si sighed, "Let me make it clear beforehand that if it's something very troublesome or dangerous, even if I agree to it now, I might not actually do it."

"That's something you could say."

Zhibo was intently exhaling smoke rings, the smoke billowing and billowing, almost obscuring his vision. He was also deeply engrossed in this scene, his breath rising and falling like smoke. He was like a toad, its breath mingling with the smoke of a giant umbrella.

Soul Society has never been a monolithic entity.

The struggle between nobles has been common since the birth of Soul Society, and there are many extremely cruel individuals who have been secretly seizing the rights of other nobles.

Even a fool could tell that if Shiba lost her, countless nobles would set their sights on the Shiba family.

Status, power, property, collections.

Everything.

"in addition."

Shiba Isshin's gaze shifted, "I also want to ask you to look after the 10th Division. After I 'disappeared,' that idiot Rangiku will probably be very uneasy, so please comfort her."

"Toshiro too."

"Don't underestimate this kid just because he's only the third seat now and hasn't fully mastered his Bankai yet. If you give him a few decades to grow, he'll definitely become an amazing Shinigami. I have high hopes for him and have been grooming him to be the next captain of the 10th Division."

Aoshi glanced at him and retorted, "Aren't these two things?"

“It’s come to this, just treat it as one thing.” Shiba Isshin laughed, then stood up and bent down slightly, but before he could fall, he was stopped by a hand. He said seriously, “Please, Seiji.”

After saying that, he put out his cigarette.

He looked up and stared into Seiji's eyes. "This is probably the last time we'll meet, as Shinigami."

“Not necessarily.” Qing Si smiled. “And don’t make it sound so sad, as if you’re about to die.”

“To the Soul Society, ‘disappearance’ is no different from death.” Shiba Isshin smiled, then turned and waved. “Then goodbye, Seiji. I’m leaving everything to you.”

He left with an air of nonchalance, while Kisuke Urahara waved in the direction of him, indicating that the procedure was ready.

Meanwhile, Seiji quietly watched as Shiba Isshin lay down in the Gikai, pouring all his Shinigami power into Fujiwara Risa's body.

Two souls, one human and one death, are now linked.

After completing all this, Shiba Isshin laughed and gave himself a peace sign. Clearly, he could still see himself, as he still retained some faint Shinigami power.

But soon, Shiba Isshin's smile paused for a moment, before he finally revealed a bright smile.

Aoto knew that he could no longer see him.

Seeing this, Aoshi smiled slightly, "What a clever idiot, deliberately choosing a time like this."

However, it wasn't that I gained nothing at all.

As the 'sole witness' to this battle, after returning to Soul Society, Aoji will take the blame for the disappearance of the 10th Division Captain and Shiba Isshin, the head of the Shiba branch family among the five great noble families.

At that point, let alone merit, it would be good enough if they weren't punished.

But this is exactly the result that Aoji wanted.

"in addition......"

Aoshi's palm brushed across his chest and landed on the Hogyoku. "The fusion with the Hogyoku has deepened again. Is it because of the battle with Hollow White before?"

I just entered Honkai Impact 1 a few days ago, that's right.

Therefore,

Whether it's fighting, getting injured, or encountering danger, it can increase the fusion progress with the Hogyoku.

Therefore, it seems that Aizen's complete abandonment of all defenses against himself when entering the fusion phase of the first phase was not due to overconfidence or loss of reason.

Instead, they want to propel themselves towards a higher dimension.

"What exactly happened here?"

"It was probably an explosion caused by a lightning strike that then ignited a wildfire."

"Hiss, even so, wasn't the power of the explosion a bit too high?"

"Perhaps it's some higher-dimensional being we can't see fighting."

"Your imagination is still so vivid, hahaha."

All around, there were the sounds of human communication.

Silently passing through them, Aoshi stopped at the spot where Kuroshiro had died.

His gaze shifted slightly downwards.

It landed on the shattered, pale white tableware.

【Name: The Empty White Mask (Shattered)】

[Attribute: Originating from a Vasto Lorde-level Hollow mask, but destroyed by the power of its self-destruction]

[Note: Behind the mask lies a sorrowful soul, but it cannot contain the yearning for freedom. He chose death, and he also chose freedom.]

Freedom?

After thinking for a moment, Qing Si did not retrieve it. Instead, amidst the gasps of the surrounding humans, he swung his sword and slashed out a ravine.

"The freedom you wanted is here."

As the words fell, dust settled.

A gust of wind blew by, passing over the pale noodles that were about to be buried by sand, and drifted into the pitch-black night.

The people around were still gasping in astonishment.

The ground is covered with narrow ravines stretching for tens or even hundreds of meters, cracking the land. The dense forest, viewed from the sky, looks as if a piece of it has been wiped away out of thin air.

This level of destructive power is simply beyond human capability.

There was still a faint, lingering malice in the air, but apart from feeling cold, these humans didn't sense anything unusual, so they began their work.

While still burning with spiritual flames in the deep pit, just as the dry powder was about to fall on him, Aoji leaped back to the ground, and in his hand, he was holding a lump of flesh that was beating like a heart.

【Name: The Core of Emptiness's Power (Imminent Death)】

[Attribute: A modified Hollow core formed by combining the souls of Shinigami, Quincy, and Hollows, fragments of the Soul King's power, and the power of the Hogyoku. It possesses multiple bloodlines and is equipped with the ability to Hollowfy.]

[Note: A small step for the artificial Spirit King, but it could also be a giant leap.]

An unexpected delight.

Aoshi's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that after Kyōshiro's self-destruction, he would still be able to leave behind something of such value.

Whether it's the existence of multiple bloodlines or the ability to become ethereal, they are both very impressive.

Moreover, it also contains the power of the Spirit King!

Rangiku, I'm sorry.

Although I almost made you bald before, you weren't bald yet, were you?

The core of the power of emptiness and whiteness is a good thing.

Although it hasn't been synthesized yet, it will definitely produce something good.

Looking at the empty, final inheritance in his hand, Aoji's guilt was completely swept into the trash heap. He figured Rangiku would understand him; at worst, he could just treat her to a few more drinks.

only......

"Imminent death?"

Aoshi's gaze shifted slightly downwards.

The heart inside my palm was beating at an increasingly weak frequency.

Even without reading the instructions, you can tell it's about to die.

Having lost its connection to flesh and blood, its cellular activity is declining at an extremely rapid rate.

next moment.

The hazy light flashed for a moment.

To Aoshi's astonishment, a profound spiritual pressure, like blood, flowed from his chest.

They coalesce.

They spread.

Ultimately, it was injected into the core of Xu Bai's power.

In an instant, a powerful throbbing sensation erupted in my palm once more.

Although slow, it is very obvious.

"So that's how it is, the Hogyoku."

His hand landed on her chest again, and the surprise in Aoshi's eyes turned into emotion.

Clearly, the Hogyoku sensed its thoughts and responded to its request, bringing the empty white heart back to life.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a gem that resonates with people's hearts and fulfills the host's wishes.

Look up.

Aoji's gaze fell into the distance, watching Shiba Isshin's figure, carrying Fujiwara Risa, completely disappear into the darkness.

Then, he slightly turned to the side.

Holding his breath, Kisuke Urahara crept over, intending to put his hand on the other's shoulder. But his expression changed, and he yelled and tried to pull himself forward a few steps, but he couldn't keep his balance and ended up falling face down on the ground.

Aoshi looked at him expressionlessly, "Has anyone ever told you not to touch someone's back?"

Kisuke Urahara lay there motionless, only muttering under his breath, "Is it really necessary to be this cautious?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Si nodded and said seriously, "I think there are still some, especially you."

Aizen was only touched by this guy a few times, yet several hidden traps were left on his body.

While Aizen primarily needed a sense of crisis to accelerate his evolution, thus deliberately enduring all attacks, we shouldn't underestimate Urahara Kisuke's cunning and scheming nature because of this.

In this world where danger lurks everywhere.

If you're not careful, you really can die.

Aoji must absolutely prevent this from happening, even if the possibility is actually very low.

"That's really heartbreaking."

Kisuke Urahara said in a very sad tone, muttering to himself about how difficult young people are these days, while comically sticking his butt out, "Oh no, it seems like I'm stuck. Help me out."

"You said it's stuck, right?" Aoshi nodded and suddenly walked to the side.

A snapping sound, like the sound of a tree branch breaking.

"What do you want to do? Wait a minute!" Even though Kisuke Urahara was usually calm, he couldn't help but panic and started to tug at his head out in a comical manner.

With a pop, he rolled a few times and fell a few meters away.

He immediately looked up and saw Qing Si looking at him with a cold smile, holding no tree branch at all.

Tsk.