Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Nimaiya Oetsu waved his hand, "Naraku is indeed much more interesting than the monk, and he also has some talent in sword forging."

"Most importantly, he is also a knife enthusiast."

"For that reason alone, as the creator of a Zanpakuto, I should go and lend a hand."

The moment the words left her lips, her lithe figure vanished from the throng of women surrounding her.

Kylin Hall.

Kirinji Tenjiro stood under the eaves, his hand on his forehead, gazing at the last remaining section of the Reiban Riden, a complex expression on his face.

Courage, truly courageous.

Having lived for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen a Grim Reaper who dared to draw his sword against Hyosube Ichibei.

Doesn't this kid know about that monster's abilities?

Since it can be named, it can certainly be erased, or even have other names added.

The moment a name changes, its essence also changes.

No Grim Reaper can defeat Hyosube Ichibei.

Such a challenge is no different from a moth drawn to a flame.

Either way, it's just courting death.

He should continue cleaning his hot spring pool. After the battle, he might see if, out of consideration for their camaraderie, he could collect the kid's body.

To be fair, he did admire Naraku Sora quite a bit.

He's just a bit reckless and doesn't think much of things.

Making friends with someone like that requires absolutely no effort.

It's a pity that such a Shinigami is probably rare even in the Soul Society.

Just as he was thinking this, two figures rushed out of the room in the courtyard.

Jushiro Ukitake looked astonished: "That's Sora's spiritual pressure?!"

Although he hasn't fully recovered after the treatment at the hellish hot springs, he's much stronger than before.

Aizen's face was extremely grim; the worst outcome had still occurred.

No one knew Naraku's strength better than him.

Even if most Shinigami captains are no match for this guy, it's impossible for him to defeat Hyosube Ichibei.

This was a battle so lopsided that the outcome was decided from the very beginning.

He knew Naraku Sora's personality very well; if he were to encounter a battle where he had no chance of winning, this guy would run away faster than anyone else.

But the fact that they haven't run away means that the conflict has developed to an irreconcilable point.

Or rather, Hyosube Ichibei grasped Naraku Sora's weakness.

Without any hesitation, as countless thoughts flashed through his mind, Aizen activated Shunpo and disappeared from the courtyard.

Seeing this, Jushiro Ukitake followed closely behind.

Watching the two figures disappear in an instant, Kirinji Tenjiro wore a constipated expression.

Why are they all rushing to their deaths?

Monsters like Hyosube Ichibei can't be outnumbered by sheer numbers.

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In the courtyard that resembled ruins, Hyosube Ichibei looked at Naraku Sora and grinned.

To display such terrifying strength at such a young age is truly astonishing.

Even compared to Yamamoto Shigekuni, who is currently known as the strongest Shinigami, he is far inferior.

No wonder so many people look at him differently.

In the distance, Naraku's skin rippled like water, with lightning and fire intertwined, outlining the lines of his muscles and radiating intense heat, causing the moisture in the nearby atmosphere to evaporate rapidly.

The Shinigami armor was instantly shattered by the transformed Kido spiritual pressure, revealing a perfectly muscular body, with wisps of tangible blood-red spiritual pressure swirling and intertwining like smoke.

Instantaneous Roar - Fiery Thunder Hell!

At this moment, his expression was more solemn than ever before.

Hyosube Ichibei was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever encountered, without a doubt!

That last strike, delivered without any restraint, still failed to penetrate its surface spiritual pressure defense.

I've never felt so powerless, not even against Yamamoto. Can I really win?

Looking at Hyonshube Ichibei, who was moving his strong arms, Naraku raised his Zanpakuto, grinning and revealing a ferocious smile with his white teeth showing.

A violent spiritual pressure erupted, suddenly exploding outwards from him.

A jet-black beam of light shot straight into the sky, with crimson lightning leaping and flashing within it, twisting and contorting the spiritual particles in the surrounding atmosphere, blurring the figures within.

"Hmm, are you ready to reveal your trump card?"

Hyosube Ichibei grinned. "He looks pretty scary, and he has quite an imposing presence."

"No wonder the Spirit King looks at you differently. Your control over power alone is enough to surpass 99% of the Grim Reapers."

"Unfortunately, you've run into me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure, as if the sky were collapsing, erupted forth and collided violently with the oncoming heat.

boom!

A crushing victory without a doubt!

Compared to Hyosube Ichibei, who has lived for a million years, this amount of spiritual pressure is utterly insignificant.

If we had to use a metaphor to describe the difference between them, it would be like Kensei Muguruma colliding head-on with Naraku Sora at full power.

That's how despairing it is.

However, Naraku Sora was completely unconcerned about the failure of the spiritual pressure collision. A hideous mask, resembling that of a demon, was attached to his face, and his black hair flew wildly behind him.

With a gentle swing of his right hand, the Zanpakuto suddenly collapsed, sending countless fragments of stone and dust flying everywhere.

Blur!

Naraku Sora grinned maliciously, his arm muscles surging, and a fiery spiritual pressure, as hot as magma, erupted forth, wrapping around the blade before suddenly blasting out.

The impact fell like a heavy hammer.

The pitch-black sword pressure seemed to devour all light; wherever it passed, the solid ground creaked, and the thick, viscous spiritual pressure instantly split in two.

Faced with a slash that condensed the power of the 90th Kido, Hyosube Ichibei's smile faded slightly. He clasped his hands together and then thrust his right hand forward with a sudden movement.

His arms, thick as pillars, were covered in bulging veins, making them look particularly ferocious.

The materialized spiritual pressure condensed in front of his palm, and in an instant, the enormous handprint expanded infinitely, blotting out the sky and the sun.

boom--!!

A spiritual storm surged into the sky, and the dazzling explosive light spread out like ripples.

The standoff lasted less than a second before the dark sword pressure shattered, spreading out as aftershocks that added several more jagged cracks to the ravaged earth beneath their feet.

"A very novel power. Since the creation of Kido, you are the first Shinigami to fuse it with the way of the sword."

"Although it can't compare to the Shinigami who created Kido, this achievement is already close to meeting the standard for promotion to the Zero Division."

Hyosube Ichibei laughed loudly, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye stirred up the surrounding dust, creating a clean space.

"But unfortunately, all the abilities whose names I know are as insignificant as ants..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the figure, shrouded in a black and red intertwined spiritual pressure, had already dispersed the remaining giant handprint and then arrived in front of Hyosube Ichibei.

Wisps of white steam escaped from between his menacing teeth, completely devoid of his previous straightforwardness, revealing extreme brutality, like a wild beast that had unleashed its true nature.

But the fleeting coldness in those golden vertical pupils symbolizes the purest form of reason.

Even under the influence of Hollowfication, the only effect Naraku Sora experienced was a slight, insignificant surge of violent emotion.

With a twist of the wrist, a metallic scraping sound erupted, as if an invisible dam had been opened, unleashing a mighty torrent.

Without holding anything back.

At the moment of imminent arrival, all the power in his body was concentrated on the blade.

Black and red arcs of electricity flashed and erupted, and the surrounding air groaned under the impact of spiritual pressure, visibly shattering.

Space was distorted.

Hyōsuke Ichibei's expression gradually turned serious, and tree-branch-like engravings appeared on his arm, unleashing the power hidden within the King's Key.

He thrust his fan-like palm forward, his spiritual pressure condensing between the lines of his palm, radiating a dazzling and brilliant light.

Thousand-Mile Heaven-Piercing Palm!

However, faced with such an attack, Naraku Sora showed no intention of dodging. An uncontrollable madness appeared in his golden vertical pupils, and a violent aura swirled around the blade.

Nobody noticed.

A barely perceptible glint of burning red flashed across the blade.

"Trading injury for injury?"

Hyosube Ichibei shook his head and chuckled. The Shinigami of Soul Society had no idea of ​​Wang Jian's power; this was a body reconstructed from the power of the Soul King.

This level of attack is simply...

The spiritual pressure slash landed on the spiritual pressure defense first, causing only a slight tremor, but 0.000001 seconds later, the physical impact arrived.

Black Flash - Rhinoceros Strike!

Hyōsuke Ichibei's expression changed drastically, and the next instant, a deafening explosion occurred.

The seemingly indestructible spiritual pressure defense shattered instantly, and pure destruction surged forth like a tidal wave, causing everything to lose its outline at that moment.

Space was distorted by the burst of black and red electric arcs, and terrifying light shot straight into the sky!

It was as if a blazing sun was rising above the Lingfan Lidian Palace.