Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

boom!!

The explosive light ignited the training ground, like a bomb exploding, and layers of shockwaves reverberated in all directions, causing the earth to tremble uncontrollably.

In the pervasive smoke and dust.

Two figures, covered in wounds, stood back to back, their bodies almost stained red with blood. The entire training ground had been completely leveled by the impact, leaving only a crater a kilometer in diameter.

A hush fell over the crowd as the bloodthirsty spectators stared intently at Kuchiki Kyoga and Zaraki Kenpachi, eager to see who would emerge victorious.

After a brief silence, Kuki Xianghe could no longer maintain his standing posture. Even his will was exhausted, his vision went black, and he crashed heavily into the dust.

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned, revealing a demonic smile.

Although not as good as Naraku, this guy is still to his liking.

The Central Prison is such a wonderful place.

Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly had a brilliant idea.

If all else fails, why not just resign from the captain position with old man Yamamoto? With his abilities, he could probably easily become the vice-captain of the sky.

I just don't know if that old guy will agree.

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The battle for the seat ended, and Komamura Sajin was mercilessly beaten. The seat was automatically passed down to the next person, making him the sixth seat under Naraku Sora.

Matsumoto Rangiku rose to prominence as a newcomer, securing the fifth seat.

If this were placed in the Gotei 13, some people might object to it, but the Shinigami Prison is a place where the strong prevail.

Therefore, no one felt that something was wrong.

"Kisuke, Kisuke."

The low murmur of a demon could be heard coming from in front of the hut.

Kisuke Urahara, who had finally found a chance to slack off, immediately lost his breath, turned pale, and almost poured all the tea in his hand onto his crotch.

When he shakily opened the door, what greeted his eyes was a smile that appeared exceptionally radiant and pure to others.

"So it's Lord Naraku. I didn't know you were..."

Before he could finish speaking, Naraku interrupted him directly: "How's the optimization of the Divine Body going? Which version are we at?"

Urahara Kisuke, seeing that this guy wasn't there to assign tasks, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously replied:

"It's basically finished, currently in its seventh version. Anyone want to use it?"

"Very good, prepare one quickly. Just take the materials directly from the warehouse. I'll wait for you in Rukongai."

Having said that, Naraku didn't give Urahara Kisuke a chance to make a joke and turned to leave the courtyard.

Watching his departing figure, Kisuke Urahara pinched his slightly stubbled chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

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North Rukongai, the 16th ward.

Kisuke Urahara, carrying a cardboard cutout of a human figure covered in countless patterns, chattered on and on:

"The seventh version of the Transcendental Body optimizes the connection between the Shinigami and the Zanpakuto, allowing the Zanpakuto to be materialized from the spiritual world more quickly."

"The side effects have also been reduced considerably. If you fail in the process of mastering Bankai, it will only weaken your soul. You will recover after resting for ten days to half a month."

"Besides, these stripes are demonic patterns, which can, to a certain extent..."

Before he could finish speaking, Naraku plunged a scalpel into the Transcendent Body, saying with a disdainful expression:

"Kisuke, why have you become as nagging as Sousuke?"

"A mere Bankai, how could it possibly stump me?"

In an instant, his divine body melted like liquid and flowed into the earth beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, flames seemed to rise from the ground and spread, tearing open the surrounding space and creating a rift-like scene.

The spiritual particles in the air boiled, and endless ruins and wreckage appeared in the fissures that resembled black cavities, a scene resembling the end of the world.

They are gradually encroaching on the outskirts of Rukongai.

On the scorched earth, crimson light danced, as the wind, carrying sulfur and embers, rose and blew away the black smoke that blotted out the sky, revealing the blazing red night sky.

The celestial body twisted and swayed, like molten glass, dripping with faint rays of light.

Upon seeing this, Kisuke Urahara turned and ran without saying a word.

The scene of using the Transcendental Body to help Naraku Sora learn and master Bankai for the first time is still vivid in my mind.

If he were to get caught in the crossfire, his small frame wouldn't be able to withstand the damage.

If you're not careful, you could be crushed like dust in the wind.

Here we go again.

The calm voice carried a subtle languor, as if it had just awakened from a deep sleep.

Following the sound, beneath the blazing red dome, a figure, resembling a flame, slowly descended from the twisted, winding stars.

With a slight smile in his jewel-like red eyes, Fajaya Emperor walked straight up to Naraku.

A joyful smile appeared on her delicate face. She raised her slender eyebrows, her eyes seemingly only able to see the person opposite her.

"Your expression tells me you're very confident this time."

Upon hearing this, Naraku grinned:

"Of course."

"Nothing can stop me now!"

The elder sister Dao Ling nodded thoughtfully. Then, the distorted stars in the sky suddenly fell, and her fair hand rose at just the right moment, her slender fingers spreading out to grasp them tightly.

The stars melted, forming a thin, jet-black blade.

"That would be the best."

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tangible spiritual pressure enveloped the area, and streaks of intense light emerged from the blade.

Even though he had seen it many times, Kisuke Urahara still showed a shocked expression.

Despite having completely sided with Naraku, he still didn't know what his leader's true intentions were.

It's neither Death nor Hollow.

Even the process of learning Bankai is significantly better than that of others.

In short, it will be very fast.

The next second, an immense pressure descended, the ground groaned under its strain, and countless cracks appeared, forming a terrifying scene resembling an abyss.

Unlike the previous times, Naraku was not shaken by the enormous impact; his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, like an unyielding mountain.

Before the other party could make the first move, and as soon as the foreplay was over, Naraku drew his sword, and the scorching spiritual pressure erupted like magma, instantly covering the entire outskirts.

The air seemed to groan under the strain, and the high-density spiritual particles even formed visible lines, scattered around him.

Kisuke Urahara, who was far away on the edge of the battlefield, suddenly changed his expression. Before he could react, he ducked and was almost embedded in the ground.

Shocked, he hurriedly unleashed his spiritual pressure to counteract the sudden gravity, creating distance once again.

I almost forgot, Naraku Sora is already a first-class spirit.

No wonder they were so confident this time.

As he pondered, Kisuke was suddenly overcome with sorrow.

This guy is already this terrifying even without mastering Bankai. If he really learns it, wouldn't I have to work under him for the rest of my life and suffer unfair exploitation for the rest of my life?

Ugh, Kurushi!

Just as he was wallowing in self-pity, the battle broke out.

Narakuku flipped his wrist and charged forward in a single stride, slashing straight ahead with overwhelming force.

The power erupted like a volcanic eruption, instantly engulfing the materialized sword spirit.

Metal clashed, sparks flew.

After only a brief standoff, Fajayidi was sent flying backward, tracing a perfect parabola across the sky before crashing heavily into the mountain peak at the edge of sight, exploding into a towering cloud of dust.

Upon seeing this, Kisuke Urahara's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Although I didn't experience it firsthand, from an outsider's perspective, if that knife had struck him, his body certainly wouldn't have been torn apart.

Instead, it burst open like a ripe watermelon.

This guy can no longer be called human!

Chapter 242 Decisiveness will never be in vain!

"Hado No. 88: Flying Dragon Strikes the Thief with Thunderous Cannon".

Naraku raised his left hand, pointed forward, and a crackling arc of electricity flashed from his fingertip.

The next second, countless bolts of lightning transformed into a torrent, converging into an unparalleled azure pillar of light that burst forth from the front.

A dazzling light burst forth, and everything that stood in the way of the lightning pillar was completely vaporized.

The heat from the aftershocks spread, melting and dissipating countless ruins, turning them into pure spiritual particles.

Wherever it goes, everything is destroyed.

The Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannon landed precisely in the billowing dust, and countless ashes vanished like bubbles.

Immediately afterwards, the hilltop crumbled, the rock layers melted, and collapsed downwards.

Because of his perfect mastery of the Kido, Narakuku can still unleash the power of other Shinigami's complete incantations even when he abandons them.

Faced with such a powerful breakthrough, the aura of the Punisher Emperor did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, the spiritual pressure, filled with desolation and scorching heat, became even more intense.