Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

From a microscopic perspective, it seems to contain the entire world.

Countless changes emerge from it, constantly colliding and bursting forth with bursts of light.

With precision akin to that of an instrument, countless variations converge at one point, ultimately forming a tiny, intricate glimmer of light whose mysteries are beyond the comprehension of the naked eye.

It burns, rises, dies, advances, remains still, and even exhausts all changes.

It's practically a miracle.

Aizen lowered his gaze slightly, turned off the equipment in front of him, and ended the research.

It has been some time since they returned to Soul Society from the human world, because their whereabouts are kept secret.

So after going through the process, Tsunayoshiro Tokinada was placed into a container in a private laboratory.

He will enjoy the same treatment as Arturo, the former king of Hueco Mundo.

After a period of experimentation and research, he discovered the secret of this power.

To be precise, the inspiration came from the data records of Tsunayoshiro Taketori and Unno Kumohei.

The reason why Tsunayoshi Tokinada was able to create his own Kido barrier was largely due to the authority of the Soul King's power.

Unlike Unhei Umino and Tsuna, the power contained within the exclusive Kido barrier can be completely stripped away.

Aizen went to great lengths to extract the substance he wanted from his Zanpakuto, Omen.

It is the miracle that is constantly changing within the container.

Of course, this change only occurs under the influence of external forces; under normal circumstances, the power of the Spirit King is unremarkable.

Out of curiosity, Aizen began to conduct various studies on the power of the Soul King.

The earliest discovery was that the so-called power of the Spirit King was actually just fragments of the Spirit King's body.

The once supreme Spirit King had his body dismembered and his power separated by the ancestors of the five noble families over a long period of time, leaving only an empty shell in the Spirit King's Palace.

Secondly, the fragments of the Spirit King possess immense potential for growth.

It seems that a new Spirit King can be created through special means by modifying and reshaping it.

When he came to this conclusion, a thought suddenly popped into Aizen's mind: if a new Spirit King was really created, what would become of the one in the Spirit King Palace?

Should we replace it?

Although such ideas might seem outrageous to ordinary people, Aizen, who disliked following rules, developed a strong interest in them.

Create the Spirit King?

A strange light shimmered beneath his non-prescription glasses, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have discovered a completely new path.

However, before that...

More Spirit King fragments are needed.

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"Master Bee, try to gank her bottom lane."

In the Second Division's exclusive dojo, two agile figures clashed repeatedly, unleashing bursts of high-pitched impact.

"Hmph, even off-court assistance won't work!"

Yoruichi squatted down slightly, her slender and well-proportioned muscles suddenly taut like a precise machine.

"Soi Fon, if I didn't listen carefully to your previous instructions, I'm in for a beating."

Instant coax!

The highly compressed ghostly spiritual pressure exploded from the shoulder blades, and an astonishing white shockwave surged out, blowing away the dust on the nearby ground.

The ground exploded with a deafening roar, and the agile, cat-like figure vanished in an instant.

Soi Fon's pupils contracted sharply, and without any hesitation, she immediately activated her still somewhat unfamiliar Instant Hokage technique.

The same ghostly spiritual pressure erupted, whipping up a whirlwind on his slender back and continuously providing a steady stream of power to his limbs and torso.

Seeing this, Yoruichi grinned, a satisfied expression on her face.

In her spare time, one of her few pleasures is to train the petite and adorable Soi Fon.

Considering her secret mobility, she taught her the Shunko technique.

As expected of the most talented girl, she certainly didn't disappoint.

Although she can't master it yet, being able to use it in battle is enough to double Soi Fon's strength.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the surface as if plucking a stringed instrument, then clenched into a fist, and she took a light step forward.

Soi Fon's thin fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, burst forth with a shockwave, heading straight for Yoruichi above and behind her.

Bang!

Two small but powerful fists collided, creating a fierce hurricane, like a bomb exploding instantly.

After activating Instantaneous Roar, both of them experienced a significant increase in power and speed.

The two displayed their superb fighting skills, their movements becoming increasingly rapid and powerful, constantly unleashing tremendous momentum.

Like a surging, turbulent tide, it bursts forth with unrestrained force.

Naraku Sora sat on the edge of the dojo, chewing on the pastries that Hichiyo had specially prepared and sipping the finest hagoromo tea, his expression content and serene.

I would offer some pointers from time to time, hoping to encourage Soi Fong to persevere for a while longer.

Compared to the rough-and-tumble fights and passionate brawls of the men in the True Central Prison, the fight in front of us is much more entertaining.

After seeing too many cringe-worthy scenes, watching the Second Division occasionally is a good way to cleanse your eyes.

Although the girl was exceptionally talented in hand-to-hand combat, she was still a bit inferior to Yoruichi.

After all, how many of those who become captains of the Grim Reaper are mediocre?

Although the unit of measurement for combat power is often used jokingly, it is only because the opponent it is fighting is too strong.

If it were any ordinary Shinigami member or executive officer, they would be instantly killed by Kensei Muguruma, unable to put up any resistance.

Before long, Soi Fon was at a disadvantage and could only retreat step by step amidst Yoruichi's hearty laughter until she was completely defeated and pinned down.

Feeling the soft pressure on her face, Soi Fon blushed and murmured softly:

"Lord Yoruichi, I...I surrender..."

Upon hearing that Yoruichi had given in, Yoruichi laughed and released his bound hands and feet.

The girl stood up from the ground, first patting the dust off Yoruichi's clothes, and then patting her own.

Then, Soi Fon looked up at the spot that had previously suppressed her, and then looked down at herself. Her expression froze.

In every aspect, I lost miserably.

"Haha, Sora, now that I've mastered Instantaneous Strike, I'm invincible. Nothing in this world can stop me now."

Yoruichi's hands-on-hips laughing posture seemed familiar to Naraku Sora, as if she had seen her somewhere before, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't quite place it.

However, being spoiled is not a good habit.

As the son-in-law of the Shihōin family, he has an obligation to help him correct his ways.

Thinking of this, Naraku Sora beckoned to Soi Fon.

The girl subconsciously walked towards him, but halfway there she seemed to suddenly remember something, her face tightened and she turned to look at Yoruichi.

But clearly, Yoruichi didn't care about these minor details.

Naraku Sora stuffed the haori she had taken off into Soi Fon's hand, then skillfully took off her upper body shihaka and tied it around her waist, revealing her strong physique.

The perfect skin texture made Soi Fon a little dizzy.

"Let me have a go at the invincible Master Ye."

Naraku Sora grinned, not even unleashing his spiritual pressure, and simply walked straight past.

Yoruichi chose to strike first.

Anyone who frequently spars with Naraku Sora knows that if you don't get the rhythm right from the start, the rest of the fight will be very difficult.

Instant Blink.

Yoruichi flashed across the distance between the two like a streak of light, leaping into the air. Her plump thighs unleashed powerful force, slashing downwards like a battle axe.

Bang!

The explosion of flesh colliding resounded throughout the dojo, and the gust of wind that swept up was even more powerful than before.

However, even with such a swift attack, Naraku was still unable to retreat a single step.

He simply raised his right hand and grasped that slender ankle between his fingers.

When a sneak attack fails to gain the upper hand, what follows is merciless torture.

Out of respect for Yoruichi.

Naraku Sora didn't add too much water.

This made Yoruichi's fight exceptionally difficult; no matter what kind of attack she launched, it would be easily neutralized by her opponent.

Even if you push the intensity of the instantaneous roar to the limit, it still won't put any pressure on it.

Ten minutes later.

Yoruichi gasped for breath, sweat soaking his temples and dripping from his smooth chin.

The fabric was incorporated into the sleeveless shinigami outfit, soaking through the collar and creating a muted color.

"I do not understand……"

Why is your instant-cast skill level higher than mine?

Naraku Sora grinned:

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Upon hearing this, Yoruichi paused for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on her lips.

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