Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

As far as he knew, although Souya Azashiro could merge with the spiritual pressure of other Shinigami, the burden was enormous, and he could easily suffer a backlash if he was not careful.

Under normal circumstances, it might still be possible, but in the current situation, it's somewhat of a stretch.

As for how to deal with it, let's see if Aizen has any countermeasures.

In terms of experimental value alone, it is still very high.

Today was a very fruitful day.

Naraku Sora grinned, picked up the heavily injured and unconscious Mochishiro Soya, and Kuroda Ryosuke, who was nearly crushed to death by the aftershocks of the battle.

He turned and disappeared into the shattering darkness.

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Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi felt the suffocating and terrifying spiritual pressure, their faces filled with despair.

Despite having long been aware of Naraku's ability to cause trouble, and even before he entered the Abyss, they were mentally prepared.

However, when the news of that extreme destruction and upheaval reached the outside world, it still caused shock.

"Mr. Nie, do you think we two, as accomplices, can still make it to the other side alive?"

Kisuke Urahara gazed at the cracks above his head and the crimson that covered the entire sky, and murmured softly.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi shook her head, looking disgusted: "Even if I die, I don't want to die with you."

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Although the matter had become common knowledge, the two stubbornly remained at the exit, refusing to take the opportunity to distance themselves from the situation.

Although Naraku Sora is usually heartless, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is arrogant, he is indeed a boss worth following.

Whether it's experiments or research, this guy always trusts them unconditionally.

This is also the main reason why others are willing to be loyal to it.

Just as the two were discussing how to get through this, a scorching spiritual pressure entered their senses.

The figure arrived in an instant.

Yamamoto stared at the two respectful men with a displeased expression, his eyes burning with fury, the temperature of the surrounding air rising sharply, and the moisture evaporating continuously.

If it weren't for the fact that Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi did indeed make significant contributions to Soul Society, and that both of them were subordinates valued by Naraku Sora, it would be a different story.

As soon as he saw them standing at the entrance to the Infernal Realm, Ryujin Jakka had already slashed at them.

However, upon seeing the two of them, Yamamoto's initial worries largely dissipated, though he still asked rather irritably:

"Is that kid inside?"

Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi exchanged a glance, then one shook his head and the other nodded.

"Are they here or not?"

Yamamoto was getting impatient.

There was another round of nodding and shaking of the head, but this time the objects of agreement were reversed.

Yamamoto took a deep breath, suppressing his anger at having killed the two men on the spot, and stood at the exit, waiting with them.

Before long, a familiar humming sound came from the vortex.

Ouch, quack, and mocking.

As the sound drew nearer, two "corpses" were thrown out of the vortex.

Yamamoto: "?"

What a despicable traitor has caused such a commotion just to release a traitorous criminal?

Is this a prelude to raising the banner of rebellion and completely betraying Soul Society?

Just as he was getting angry, half a familiar figure emerged from the vortex and met Yamamoto's gaze.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Naraku Sora paused for a moment, then pretended not to have seen anything and pulled his outstretched body back in.

Yamamoto took a deep breath, and without saying a word, forcefully reached out and grabbed someone who hadn't had time to escape, pulling them out of the abyss.

"Come on, let's go somewhere else!"

With that, he dragged the stubbornly resisting Naraku Sora away from the crumbling underground prison.

"Lord Naraku is such a kind person."

Kisuke Urahara looked at Sora Naraku, who had forcibly diverted the firepower, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Watching the master and disciple leave, Mayuri Kurotsuchi curled his lip and said sarcastically:

"Although I know you mean well, could you please tone down your smile before saying that?"

"Really?" Kisuke Urahara reached up and touched the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, his mouth was practically stretched to his ears.

It was purely a conditioned reflex; I had absolutely no other intentions.

Because of the inhuman oppression he has suffered for many years, he loses control of himself whenever he sees Naraku Sora having bad luck.

However, judging from the condition of the grave, the person should still be alive.

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"You damned brat, are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

In the First Division, Yamamoto's deafening roar echoed throughout the entire back mountain, his eyes wide open, seemingly ready to clean up the mess on the spot.

"You completely disregarded my advice! Do you even respect the regulations?!"

"He trespassed into the Avici Hell, released criminals without permission, and almost destroyed the Avici Hell in the end."

"Any one of these charges would be enough to sentence you to death!"

"Tell me, what exactly do you want, kid?"

Naraku Sora hung his head, looking as listless as a wilted eggplant.

Isn't it said that the Infernal Affairs is an extremely safe place, where people can come and go dozens of times without being discovered?

How come he was caught red-handed by the old man in the mountains just because he went there once?

If he remembered correctly, the battle between the first Kenpachi and the current Kenpachi took place in the Mugen (underground realm). The two fought to the death without being noticed by the other Shinigami.

Not only that, even Yhwach, the Grim Reaper's greatest enemy, openly entered it for a visit, only to dig his own grave.

They were still not discovered by anyone else.

Why doesn't it work for him?

This is blatant discrimination!

Seeing Yamamoto's gaze grow increasingly sharp, Naraku coughed lightly and repeated his prepared remarks.

"Actually, this is what happened."

Listening to his traitor's vivid description, Yamamoto's expression was clearly one of astonishment.

Ultimately, it's also related to Kenpachi Yashiro and Sou Azashiro, who were previously imprisoned in the Abyss.

It turns out that Naraku Sora sensed something unusual in the spirit particles of Soul Society, and after some investigation, he discovered that the source was from the Avici Hell.

For the safety of the Seireitei, he fearlessly ventured into the Abyss.

After a series of interrogations and tortures, they finally learned of Souya Mochi's conspiracy to destroy the world.

"If the teacher doesn't believe it, he can ask Zhicheng after he wakes up."

Looking at Naraku Sora's confident expression, Yamamoto felt a complex mix of emotions.

As an elder, he could certainly tell whether what he said was true or false.

But his intuition told him that the kid was definitely hiding something and hadn't told him everything.

After careful consideration, Yamamoto looked at the man's muscular physique, his eye twitched, and he said in a deep voice:

"If you continue to hide it, don't blame me for cleaning house today."

Naraku Sora immediately became alert and used a Flash Step to dodge the sudden spiritual pressure attack.

"very good."

Looking at the young man who had dodged to a distance, Yamamoto grinned, and a surge of intense heat rose from his body, causing the surrounding air to distort.

The captain tugged at his haori, pulling open his shihaka outfit and tying it around his waist, revealing a strong, scarred body that exuded a ferocious aura.

Ultimately, it all comes down to not dealing with the traitors during this period.

If he had shown even a little more concern, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

Since that's the case, let's make up for all the care that was lacking before.

Yamamoto believed he had some experience in teaching apprentices.

He slowly drew his sword, and the temperature in the air continued to rise.

A scorching wind swept through, whipping up dust from the wasteland.

Yamamoto smiled, a wisp of vapor leaking between his teeth, his exposed skin bearing bright red scars, like a volcano dormant for countless years about to erupt.

"All things in the universe will turn to ashes!"

"Flowing Blade Like Fire!"

Lava, radiating scorching heat, erupted forth, accompanied by howling, raging winds that suddenly descended, engulfing the entire back mountain in intense heat.

Based on his previous experience, Yamamoto realized that ordinary methods were no longer sufficient to subdue Naraku.

Such a rebellious disciple must be dealt with severely to teach him a lesson in the true power of Yuanliu.

Seeing that the old man was serious, Naraku Sora was stunned for a moment, then grinned, tore off his Shinigami robes, and, imitating Yamamoto, unleashed a powerful spiritual pressure!

Two pillars of fire shot into the sky from the back of the mountain!