Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Although it's not a complete resurrection, there's no need to worry about being forcibly pulled back to hell by the will of hell one day.

That place is no place for humans to live.

The only thing to do now is to escape from these two guys.

However, just as this idea emerged, an irresistible force crashed down like a mountain collapsing.

Zomali's features contorted instantly, his legs buckled, and he knelt down with a thud. He then lay flat on the floor, pressed firmly against the cold floor, unable to move even a finger.

"The experiment seems to have been a success."

Naraku Sora ignored this Zomari; without the support of Hellfire Rinnegan, this guy's strength was already outdated.

Let alone him, even if you randomly pick one of the current Espada, they would be no match for him.

Aizen watched quietly from the side, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

It actually worked...

Zomali has completely broken free from the limitations of Hell, and even the nature of his spiritual particles has changed. If this forbidden demonic technique were to be lifted now—

It seems possible to return to the spirit particle cycle?

He seemed to have grasped the correct usage of the Impure World Reincarnation technique.

Chapter 261 The Future of Soul Society Cannot Be Seen at a Glance

"From the perspective of effectiveness, if it is only used normally, its value is not very high."

"Because the spiritual particle cycle in Soul Society is very fast, once a weaker Shinigami dies, it won't be long before they completely enter the cycle and transform into another state."

"But it is surprisingly useful to Death, who has fallen into hell."

A rare hint of excitement appeared on Aizen's face; he hadn't encountered a research project of this caliber in a long time.

I've been focusing on optimizing the Hollowfication of Shinigami lately, trying to reduce the probability of dying while Hollowfied.

Although there have been some gains, there is still a considerable gap between the current situation and the ultimate goal.

As he spoke, Aizen picked up the list provided by Naraku Sora again. It was filled with relevant Kido techniques that could teach people the Impure World Reincarnation from scratch.

But in his opinion, the content on it looked more like scribbles.

The forced combination of numerous self-created and compiled ghost techniques with the existing ghost knowledge system creates a somewhat incongruous and awkward feeling.

It's simply impossible for the average person to learn this.

Even he has to spend a lot of energy and time on this.

Not worth the candle.

A crimson flame ignited at Aizen's fingertips, instantly turning the paper to ashes.

"The matter of the Impure World Reincarnation should be kept secret for now. Do not reveal it to anyone other than Kisuke Urahara, not even Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

“This involves hell, and I’m worried it will attract unnecessary attention.”

"Now, let's proceed with the second experiment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handful of ashes bloomed on Zomalli's neck, and countless tiny fragments drifted through the laboratory like gray snow.

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in Aizen's eyes.

Surprisingly, Zomali, who had taken a blow from him, did not die immediately, and showed no signs of death at all.

His facial features just twitched involuntarily for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

"I'm not dead?"

He glanced at the two of them cautiously, feeling fortunate to be alive.

On the other side, Naraku grinned and said smugly:

"This is the second thing I want to tell you: the dead who are resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation technique gain immortality to a certain extent."

"Ordinary methods cannot kill it."

"Even you have no choice but to seal it."

Upon hearing this, Aizen raised an eyebrow, stared at the restored Zomary, and after a few seconds of thought, nodded knowingly:

"I see……"

“Zomali’s body is in a state of spiritual particle aggregation. The effect is produced by the spells and soul on his body, which is something that ordinary physical methods simply cannot do.”

"I understand."

The moment the words left his lips, a flash of azure light seemed to appear in his eyes behind his glasses, like a leaping arc of electricity.

Immediately afterwards, the metal floor emitted a chilling creaking sound, desperately sinking downwards as if gravity had suddenly increased dozens or hundreds of times.

Naraku Sora's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

After trying ordinary physical attacks to no avail, Aizen chose the simplest and most direct method.

Spiritual pressure.

The air seemed to groan under the weight of the pressure, and the high-density spiritual particles even formed visible twisted lines, scattered around Aizen.

There was no grand spectacle, nor any dazzling beams of light.

It's just about overwhelming people with numbers.

boom!

Zomali Lulu exploded like a balloon inflated to its limit, scattering dust like scraps of paper.

Without the support of a spirit vessel, the soul was powerless to resist the terrifying spiritual pressure and disintegrated completely before it could even last a second.

After completing the preliminary steps, Aizen stepped onto the debris, his eyes calm in a way that was frightening.

Naraku Sora's lips twitched.

He knew Aizen was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Without saying a word, they arrived at the pinnacle of Soul Society.

In terms of spiritual pressure alone, he could even completely overwhelm himself.

It can only be said that there are differences even among those at the top.

"From this perspective, there is still an upper limit."

Aizen calmly said, "As long as his soul is crushed with spiritual pressure, the Edo Tensei state cannot be maintained."

"Alright, the research can continue."

As he spoke, he brought out a piece of equipment whose purpose was unknown, made some simple adjustments, and then connected it directly to the huge screen in the laboratory.

The next second, countless green dots appeared on the screen.

"what is this?"

Naraku asked curiously.

"Spiritual particle observation device".

Aizen replied without looking up, "This was developed after the last Soul Burial Ritual, specifically to observe Zomary's changes."

"It can observe the state of third-order spiritual particles."

Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow: "Is it these little green dots?"

“Yes.” Aizen nodded. “Just as I predicted, after being resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation, the third-class spirit particles can be integrated into the world cycle.”

"The soul burial ritual seems to have lost its meaning."

"But the specific process still needs to be optimized, and it would be best to figure out the principle of Impure World Reincarnation."

"Secondly, we need to assess the risks and potential problems they may cause."

"Anyway, you did a great job."

Upon hearing this, Naraku grinned:

"Sousuke, now you should finally acknowledge my status as the greatest sage in Soul Society, shouldn't you?"

"I easily did things that even you couldn't do."

Aizen decisively ignored the person's nonsense.

If Naraku Sora is the greatest sage, then Soul Society truly has no future.

After exchanging a few more words, Aizen chased away the shameless fellow and turned to look expressionlessly at the equipment displayed in the laboratory.

The real research has only just begun.

……

……

Noble Street, a sprawling estate covering an unknown area.

In the courtyard directly opposite the teahouse, water gurgles in, and the sound of a deer startled echoes.

On the lawn not far away, a young man with delicate features, wearing a white short jacket, was diligently cultivating.

His thin body was strapped with weights, his hands gripped the knife meticulously, his eyes were fixed ahead, and he swung it suddenly, the air exploding with a piercing shriek.

With a tearing sound, the target in front of them ripped.

The smooth cut marks on the cut surface demonstrate the boy's solid foundation in swordsmanship.

"Lord Naraku, what do you think of Byakuya's talent?"

An elderly man held a teacup, quietly watching the hardworking teenagers on the lawn, a satisfied smile on his face.

Although his son, Kuchiki Sojun, was also quite talented, his strength stagnated due to congenital physical limitations.

Although Naraku Sora helped him recover from his illness.

However, he has only recovered his health and is unable to shoulder the burden of his family in the short term.

Fortunately, my grandson is very promising.

Not only is his talent astounding, but his willpower is also far superior to that of most Grim Reapers.