Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

To Naraku Sora's somewhat surprised gaze, the souls within the materialized light's range were bound by a powerful force, and then all of them merged into Ryudoji Genryu's body.

The skin, already pale from years of lack of sunlight, worsened, turning as white as paper, and eventually becoming almost transparent.

An exaggerated double-edged longsword was drawn from his palm, with irregular serrations on both sides of the blade.

Ryudoji Genryu appeared to be in immense pain, his facial features contorted in an unusual way.

With a hint of determination, he unleashed the strongest attack of his life at Naraku Sora.

A slash that combines the power of countless souls!

Seeing this, Naraku grinned and unleashed the immense spiritual pressure befitting a top-tier captain, instantly crushing the rock beneath his feet with a terrifying beam of light.

Arcs of electricity surged on the Zanpakuto, its spiritual pressure burning wildly and pulsating wildly, exuding an aura of extreme brutality.

The terrifying heat transformed it into a blazing sun in the sky, crashing down with devastating force.

boom--!!

The moment the two collided, the entire valley fell silent, but this silence lasted for less than a second before a deafening roar erupted.

The serrated longsword shattered instantly, directly detonating the entire battlefield.

The earth as far as the eye could see shattered and collapsed, as if a high-yield bomb had been detonated.

Heaven and earth faded.

All that remains is pure black and white.

A terrifying impact struck, and Ryudoji Genryu fell from the sky like a meteorite, blasting the ravaged earth into the air, sending dust billowing into the sky and staining it.

He vomited blood profusely, his body went limp, as if all the bones in his body had been shattered.

Even so, Ryudoji Genryu's face still showed no sign of despair; instead, his bloodshot eyes shone even brighter.

"The unknown Grim Reaper, it's over."

"Perhaps I should thank you. I didn't have this determination before, but your appearance made me completely give up using the power of the Thought Bead."

"Now, let the life of the last member of the Ryudoji clan witness the destruction of Soul Society!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body melted away like snow, and both his spiritual pressure and soul merged into the deep red earth.

In an instant, the entire valley trembled and, to Shizuku's astonishment, began to expand outwards.

Meanwhile, Seireitei.

The azure sky was completely transformed, as if ink had been poured into clear water. A deep darkness suddenly spread and expanded, instantly covering the entire Seireitei and continuing to expand outwards.

Thick, dark clouds piled up like ocean waves, slowly swirling to form a massive vortex that stretched as far as the eye could see!

Such a terrifying commotion attracted the attention of almost everyone.

Without any hesitation, Kyoraku Shunsui immediately put down his work, unleashed his fastest Shunpo, and rushed into the First Division barracks.

The other team leaders followed suit.

Soon, several team leaders gathered in the courtyard.

"A valley in the Dangai is constantly expanding, and it seems to be trending toward connecting the Soul Society and the human world."

"The situation is urgent. My suggestion is to send a few team leaders to investigate."

"It's too late. The most urgent task now is to destroy the expanding valley."

"..."

After a brief discussion, everyone turned their attention to Yamamoto, who was seated at the head of the table.

The old man leaned on his cane, raised his head, and looked at the darkness that covered the entire sky. After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to go to the Zhenyang Prison first.

That rascal may not be very reliable most of the time, but he can be quite useful in a pinch.

Perhaps he already has a solution ready.

Not long after, a figure shrouded in sweltering heat burst into the Technology Development Bureau, disregarding access control.

"You bastard, didn't I say..."

The laboratory did not contain the person Yamamoto wanted to see; instead, there were only two researchers who looked extremely dejected.

Suppressing his anger, Yamamoto asked in a deep voice:

"Where's that kid?"

Sensing the palpable tension in the air, Kisuke Urahara forced a smile:

"The master has gone to the mortal world to investigate."

"Before leaving, I went to inform the Ghost Path Clan to prepare the Ghost Path Cannon."

"Although the situation is somewhat serious now, it should still be under control."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto nearly lost his composure.

The Dangai is almost completely merged with the Soul Society, and this bastard is still investigating?

Seemingly sensing Yamamoto's thoughts, Kisuke Urahara quickly opened the laboratory roof, revealing the pitch-black sky and the enormous vortex hovering above Seireitei.

"Commander-in-Chief, please take another look."

Yamamoto squinted and looked toward the vortex.

Amidst the howling hurricane, a familiar figure stood atop the ever-expanding valley, unshaken by any impact, no matter how terrifying.

What's even more remarkable is that, even in such a dangerous situation, the man was still carrying a Death Girl.

Upon seeing this scene, Yamamoto felt an urge to have his heart and lungs stop and his blood pressure spike.

Traitor!

Chapter 248 Is Your Aesthetic Sense Normal?

"Tsk tsk, if I'm not mistaken, that should be Junior Brother, right?"

In the courtyard of the First Division barracks, Kyoraku Shunsui placed his hand on his forehead, gazed at the sky, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

Thick, dark clouds formed a massive, constantly rotating vortex, like an eye looking down over the entire Seireitei, while the scenery of the Broken Valley was reflected inside.

As time goes by, the images become clearer.

"How did Kong end up in the Broken Boundary?"

Jushiro Ukitake shook his head. "Also, I don't seem to remember the Shinigami girl he's carrying on his shoulder. She doesn't seem to be part of the Gotei 13."

"The Grim Reaper who left the team?"

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, Kyoraku Shunsui looked relaxed and said lazily:

"Maybe he's another genius that Junior Brother picked up somewhere. His talent in this area is even more amazing than his talent in spiritual power."

"When we first took over the Central Prison, the organization's overall strength was not even as good as the Fourth Division."

"But it hasn't been long, and the strength of the team members has increased dramatically. I heard that several captains have already mastered the initial release."

"A very few exceptionally talented individuals have even begun to explore Bankai."

"At this rate, it probably won't be long before we seniors are left behind."

As soon as the words were spoken, a gentle voice came from beside them:

"Does Captain Kyoraku have any prejudice against the Fourth Division?"

Turning his head, a familiar smile came into view, but it made Kyoraku Shunsui's expression freeze abruptly. After a few seconds, he managed to force out a forced smile.

"Haha, Captain Unohana is here too."

Kyoraku Shunsui wisely ended the topic.

Others might not know, but as someone who had studied under Yamamoto since his time as an insei, he was quite familiar with the background of the fourth squad captain in charge of logistics.

Unohana Retsu ignored Kyoraku Shunsui, simply shifting her gaze away from him and looking back at the figure in the swirling dark clouds.

Her beautiful eyes glanced around, her gaze captivating.

We can't wait any longer; the fruit has grown to its most perfect state and can be picked at any time.

Naraku Sora's growth rate far exceeded her expectations. If it dragged on for a while longer, she was afraid that at her current level, it would be difficult for her to enjoy that wonderful experience anymore.

Unohana Retsu secretly made up her mind.

Under the eaves, Yoruichi paid no attention to the conversation of her seniors; her attention was entirely focused on the figure in the vortex.

Although she was not quite sure why such a severe disaster had occurred, she believed that as long as Naraku was there, any problem would be solved.

As for how the problem arose, that's none of your business.

Yoruichi's lips curled up, and a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

As for the girl being carried on someone's shoulder, she was subconsciously ignored.

The Zhen'ao Prison team barracks.

The soldiers gathered in the streets, on rooftops, and in courtyards, countless eyes fixed on the deep sky, their faces showing not a trace of fear.

Countless experiences have proven that wherever that figure is, that is the safest place in the world.

The orange-haired girl in the crowd stared intently at the figure on Naraku Sora's back, a hint of confusion flashing across her face.

For some reason, she always had a sour feeling.

Especially when you see someone still refusing to let go of the other person in such a dangerous moment.

"So, that guy actually likes this type?"

Rangiku subconsciously glanced at her own body.

When Naraku was first taken in, she was very thin and frail, but with improved nutrition and rapid development at this stage...

Over the years, her figure has become something to be proud of among her peers.

When she realized she couldn't see her toes, Rangiku puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction:

"What? That weird aesthetic must be corrected immediately."

The fifth division team building.