Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

It is an extremely powerful sacrificial technique, but because it damages the user when used, it is classified as a forbidden technique.

It burns a part of the user into charcoal as a sacrifice, releasing powerful flames.

It burns everything around it with a pillar of fire shaped like a knife, demonstrating unparalleled destructive power.

Although its power may not be as great as that of old man Yamamoto.

But he sang through a body fused with that of a prison inmate, resulting in dozens of cremations being superimposed.

The simultaneous attack on Aozaki Mayuki undoubtedly brought immense pressure.

The turbulent spiritual energy within the void resembled a swarm of wildly dancing fire sprites.

They burned fiercely in the fire, creating a knife-shaped fire tornado.

Amidst this hellish scene, Kenpachi Momoshiro stood there, his face pale.

His breathing was extremely disordered.

Clearly, losing so much spiritual pressure and fused spiritual particles at once was a heavy burden for him.

He clenched his sweat-drenched fists tightly, his gaze fixed silently on the raging flames before him.

As time went by, the flames continued to burn.

But within those constantly rolling, surging pillars of fire, no movement could be felt.

It was as if everything had already settled down.

Against the backdrop of raging flames that continued to surge and shoot out dazzling sparks.

Mole City Shuang also muttered something under his breath:

"It's over, the eleventh Kenpachi."

His voice revealed a faint sense of regret and relief.

Just then, Kenpachi Azajo suddenly felt a chill rise up his spine.

He stared wide-eyed at the scene around him in disbelief.

At some point, the surrounding space was covered by a thin, transparent wall, forming a closed space.

This transparent wall acts like a mirror, isolating them from the outside world.

Super-powerful pressure!

Kenpachi Momoshiro's heart sank.

At that moment, Aozaki Mayuki's voice rang out again:

"What if the old man finds out we've made such a commotion?"

Then, in a mocking tone, he said:

"No wonder Yulu Zheliu always says that you little rascal are a worry."

"You really lacked foresight in your actions. You should thank me for covering up such a big commotion for you."

The raging flames rose into the sky like a fire dragon.

With the power to devour everything, it charged toward the wall with unstoppable momentum.

However, a surprising scene unfolded.

The flames failed to penetrate the wall upon impact, firmly blocked by the invisible barrier, unable to advance even an inch further.

They were blocked right in front of the impenetrable defensive barrier!

Mole City Shuang also stared wide-eyed, looking at everything that was happening in front of him in disbelief.

This strange phenomenon stirred a strong sense of vigilance within him.

"impossible!"

He muttered to himself.

How could Death possibly withstand dozens of single-strike cremations?

He should have already vanished into thin air.

Did I hear wrong?

That must be the newly established defensive barrier in Wujian.

Despite trying to console himself, he couldn't tear his gaze away from the blazing pillar of fire.

Just seconds later, the reflection of the pillar of fire in Sōya's eyes revealed a shocking scene—

A dark figure slowly emerged from the flames.

The dark figure moved forward step by step, seemingly ignoring the fierce, volcanic flames of the demonic path surrounding it.

As the shadow gradually faded from the firelight, its hue became increasingly dense.

A powerful force, different from the light and heat of flames, constantly shook the surrounding air.

Shi Cheng Shuang's eyes widened, his heart filled with doubt and shock.

He didn't understand what was happening.

Countless questions frequently arose in his mind, but he repeatedly denied and rejected them.

However, these were nothing more than the “futile efforts” he had always despised.

Just as he was puzzled, a figure slowly emerged from the flames.

That face radiated a strange smile, as if an angel had descended upon purgatory.

“Those guys are my spoils of war, but fortunately they’re all hellish, so I have plenty of time to deal with them.”

The voice spoke, its tone revealing an incomprehensible calmness and confidence.

"...This...how is this possible...how could such a thing happen?"

Souya Mochijo's voice trembled, filled with astonishment.

"Alright...stop making such a fool of yourself! Mole City, you really haven't grown up!"

Just then, Aozaki Mayuki suddenly spoke.

His voice was like a thunderclap, causing Souya Mochishiro's "whole body" to tremble.

This "whole body" is not the human form that is manifested at this moment, but everything that is integrated with him.

That is, the entire Seireitei was filled with fear.

An inexplicable chill swept through the entire Seireitei, but only a very few people noticed the change.

"The weather seems to be getting cooler, is it that time of year again... Well then, I'll leave it to you, Ryujin Jakka."

An old man's voice could be heard coming from inside the First Squad's barracks.

He looked at the cane in his hand, his tone revealing an unusual gentleness.

"Why...you...you should have turned to ashes by now!"

Mochi City Shuang also realized that he had unconsciously increased his volume and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The feeling I'm experiencing... this sensation... could it be...?

Despite his best efforts to clear himself of all his emotions.

But this surge of impulse felt strangely familiar to him.

This emotion kept welling up inside him.

It's like when my family fell into ruin when I was a child.

He and his sister were thrown into the execution ground together, facing the same enormous void.

--fear!

This is the final answer.

The moment he realized the answer, he involuntarily let out a roar:

"Ughhhh..."

His figure then retreated, and slightly annoyed voices came from all directions.

"Aozaki Mayuki, your strength is greater than I imagined."

"But what you have done... is undoubtedly a betrayal of death."

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Chapter 331 Villainous Acts

“Aozaki Mayuki, I have seen what you have done.”

Kenpachi Azajo's voice echoed in the air, filled with deep condemnation and dissatisfaction.

"He conspired with Aizen Sousuke, killing civilians and Shinigami for his own selfish desires."

His tone grew increasingly stern, as if he were judging a criminal.

"The former Captain-Commander has always strived to set aside his personal feelings and become a cog in the Soul Society, but he has changed because of your appearance."

"The Gotei 13 is already like this. If you continue to act recklessly, you will sooner or later wreak havoc in Soul Society and disrupt the order of the three realms."

His warning, like an alarm bell, resounded throughout the entire space.

However, Aozaki Mayuki merely scoffed, dismissing Kenpachi Azajo's accusations with disdain.

He said sarcastically:

"The old man was never a decent person to begin with, and now you're making it sound like I've corrupted him."

"Furthermore, you're saying I slaughtered civilians and even Death for my own selfish desires?"

"How can you say something like that without even blushing or skipping a beat!"

"He clearly wanted to transform the civilians of Rukongai into biological weapons."