Both time-traveled characters ended up as villainous henchmen.

Chapter 115: Swastika, Extreme Killing

The Genshou Sword in Irie Kazunari's hand began to change once again.

This change was extremely drastic and appeared very unstable.

He could clearly see numerous cracks appearing on the Xuan Shou Sword in his hand, constantly alternating between healing and breaking apart.

The original simple and unpretentious aura of the Xuan Shou Sword completely dissipated in this violent disintegration and recovery.

The sturdy blade is becoming increasingly fragile, while the aura emanating from it is becoming sharper and more flamboyant!

The next instant, the Genshou Sword in Irie Kazunari's hand shattered, and in response, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure erupted from Irie Kazunari's body!

At the same time, an astonishingly murderous aura, filled with obsession and madness, suddenly erupted from the numerous shattered fragments of the Xuan Shou Sword!

This aura was extremely aggressive and destructive, even turning the spiritual pressure emanating from Irie Kazunari into a dark crimson color.

As spiritual pressure continued to erupt, only one thought remained in Irie Kazunari's mind: slaughter and destruction.

He shattered everything in his way with his sword!

Whether it's death or Hollow, talent or fate, he will relentlessly wield his blade against anyone who dares to stand in his way.

Even if he were to die in the next instant, even if all his efforts were in vain, he would still resolutely deliver this sword!

If war is inevitable, then let's fight!

Even if it means my death, I will kill everything in front of me!

When this obsessive, almost manic, frenzied fighting spirit and the desire to destroy everything filled Jiang He Nian's heart.

The shattered Xuan Shou Sword has been completely transformed into another form.

The shattered fragments of the sword blade came together again, transforming into a dark sword with a crimson blade, which Irie Kazunari gripped tightly in his hand.

Defiant against fate, extreme slaughter!

When defense and evasion are useless, when other external means are ineffective, when one is forced into a dead end.

Then I will stake everything, with a fanatical obsession, to slaughter everything in this world!

Swastika, extreme killing!

The two extremes are the Gensho of Shikai: one is a defense that abandons offense, and the other is a complete abandonment of everything, like a demon going to extremes of killing.

Of course, just like the initial release of the Bankai, the Ultimate Release, the Gensho Release can be partially achieved, thus obtaining a more practical effect.

Without the Black Mist Space, Irie Kazunari might have been able to forge a path by constantly shattering the shackles of his talent and breaking free from the constraints of fate, thanks to the obsessive power of his Bankai.

However, Irie Kazunari now possesses the supreme path of the Black Mist Space.

So, Irie Kazunari naturally looks down on this kind of extreme Bankai, which is practically self-destruction and is just short of changing the Bankai phrase to "Furube, Yura Yura".

Moreover, the immense spiritual pressure boost brought by the Extreme Slaughter was also consuming his own life force, which made Irie Kazunari even more disgusted with this Bankai.

After successfully achieving both Shikai and Bankai in one go, Irie Kazunari exited the sword-zen state.

Although the Bankai caused an abnormal and sudden increase in his spiritual pressure, because it was within his own spiritual world, the amount that overflowed was not much, and the duration was very short, about one-tenth of a second, so it did not attract the attention of the outside world.

Irie Kazunari did not get up, remaining in a cross-legged position. He grabbed the Zanpakuto on his knee with his right hand, allowing it to enter an incomplete Shikai state.

Unlike in the spiritual world, once he actually held the object and examined it closely, he noticed something unusual.

"This sword seems incomplete—"

Irie Kazunari gently stroked the sword with his left hand forming a sword finger, and a clear sword sound instantly rang out in the room amidst the surge of spiritual pressure.

The incompleteness here does not refer to the fact that the Xuan Shou sword is not fully released, but rather that, in his current perception, the power manifested by the Xuan Shou sword in his hand differs from that of the Xuan Shou he has come into contact with in his spiritual world.

The power of the Genshou Sword that he sensed in his spiritual world could not be fully manifested in the Zanpakuto in his hand.

Irie Kazunari was immediately plunged into even greater confusion.

He immediately got up and began practicing various sword techniques in the room, and tried to activate the power of the Xuan Shou Sword.

After some testing, he confirmed that the Genshou Sword in his hand, which was not yet fully released, was significantly different from the Genshou Sword's power in its incomplete release that he sensed in his spiritual world.

It seems that the shallow strike he obtained is not enough to fully demonstrate the power of Gensho's Shikai.

To further investigate whether this situation also exists with Bankai, Irie Kazumi immediately left the dormitory area and headed towards a deserted wilderness.

As for tomorrow's classes, skipping them is fine.

Fortunately, Irie and Nen had been running away suddenly like this for the past month, so it didn't attract much attention from others.

After several hours, Irie and Nen finally arrived at a deserted wilderness after nightfall.

This was one of the hidden spots he had chosen long ago, and almost no one would approach it on ordinary days.

Furthermore, given his current control over Kyoraku in his incomplete Bankai state, he was confident that no one would notice anything amiss.

So, after simply adjusting his own aura, Irie Kazunari quickly performed an incomplete Bankai.

As that fanatical, obsessive killing intent arose, a dark sword flashing with scarlet light appeared in his hand.

After carefully sensing it, Irie Kazunari's expression of doubt deepened.

"As expected, the power of Bankai is incomplete, and the differences are even more obvious."

By this point, he had roughly guessed the reason.

It's simply that ordinary shallow attacks cannot fully contain his soul essence, even without the power sharing of the black mist space.

"So, what method should I use to upgrade my Zanpakuto—"

Or, could we go a step further and obtain a brand new Zanpakuto that is even more powerful and whose true name will not be known to the monk who calls out his true name?

Looking at the gleaming crimson sword in his hand, Irie Kazunari began to consider whether he should switch careers and learn forging.

Just then, a familiar feeling of detachment descended upon Jiang Henian once again.

Here we go again?!

Before Irie and Nian could even get excited, a strange and brutal feeling of being pulled away instantly attacked every corner of his body, and intense pain spread to every part of his body.

Furthermore, this sense of detachment failed to pull him away even once; the entire capture process was quite clumsy, causing Irie and Nen a lot of trouble.

Finally, when the black mist completely descended, and the warm feeling, like returning to the womb, enveloped Irie Kazunori once again, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, before he could react, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hahaha, hurry up and thank me for saving your dog's life!"

Dao Jian He Nian suddenly stepped forward and slapped Death God He Nian on the back.

Death God He Nian suddenly turned around, looking at the sword He Nian behind him with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean you saved me?"

"Weren't you just saying your life force was constantly draining away?"

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The two locked eyes, and finally, after Death God He Nian sorted out the memories transmitted by Sword He Nian, he stood up and kicked Sword He Nian in the chest.

"Fuck you! So it was you who was deliberately torturing me!"