Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"Kisuke, have you found any trace of the Wandenreich recently?"

Naraku Sora, without any hesitation, casually flipped open a file, glanced at it briefly, and discovered that it contained architectural renovation plans related to the Quincy.

Soul Society, a world composed of spirit particles, allows Shinigami to quickly train and increase their strength, but this environment also becomes the domain of Quincy.

Quincy, who possess the ability to cluster spirit particles, can easily manipulate spirit particles in the environment and change the course of battle.

All of this information came from the mind of Cherugge Opie.

Although this tough guy was determined and it was difficult to pry his mouth open by any kind of torture, Mayuri Kurotsuchi simply didn't play any tricks on you.

Just pour the medicine down his throat, and he'll confess everything.

They've done a lot of preparation to deal with the possibility of war at any time.

For example, changing the spiritual structure of a building.

The only downside is that there seems to be no news about the Invisible Empire.

Kisuke Urahara put down his pen, looked up, and shook his head with a troubled expression:

"Lord Naraku, Captain Kyoraku and I have observed most of the shadows of Seireitei, but we haven't gathered any useful information."

"I suspect that the Quincy have left Seireitei and infiltrated the Rukongai or the shadows of the human world."

Chapter 264 The Dead

The Sixth Division barracks.

The bright sunlight shone on the stone slabs, making them appear white, while the gurgling water reflected the black shadows.

The wild grass and flowers in the courtyard exude the fragrance of plants.

Sitting in a rocking chair under the eaves, Kuki Ginryo was sulking and couldn't even drink his tea.

Even now, he still can't understand what's so great about Naraku. Not only did his son-in-law go to that kid for help, but even a good kid like Byakuya was completely infatuated with him and couldn't figure out what was going on.

You are the future captain of the Sixth Division and the pillar of the Kuchiki family. How can you indulge in childish games?

Although I was very angry, there was nothing I could do.

No one knew his grandson's stubborn nature better than him.

There's no point in trying to persuade him; we can only hope that Byakuya will come to his senses someday.

As for asking Naraku for people?

That's even more impossible. Despite his age, his strength is only average due to his physical condition, placing him in the middle tier among the captains.

If I were to really go up against that brute, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to withstand a single punch.

Thinking about this made me even angrier.

Just as Kuchiki Ginrei was pondering whether or not to go to the First Division to petition someone, a strong spiritual pressure fluctuation suddenly emanated from the empty courtyard.

It felt strange yet familiar.

Without any hesitation, almost instinctively, Kuchiki Ginrei suddenly stood up from the rocking chair, his right hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword.

"I never expected that you would be the captain of the Sixth Division."

"Hey, how's the Saito family doing?"

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, a familiar figure stood there under the shade of a tree.

The captain wore a sleeveless red haori over a black shihaka outfit, with purple twin tails, giving her a youthful appearance; she looked quite young.

She slung her Zanpakuto over her shoulder, adjusted her eye patch, and gave Kuchiki Ginrei a sinister smile.

Although she is not bad-looking and has a petite figure, she does not seem to pose any threat.

But the moment Kuchiki Ginryo saw this person, an indescribable fear welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The bright sunlight fell on him, but he felt no warmth, only extreme cold that slowly devoured his body.

"You shouldn't be here."

Kuchiki Ginryo took several deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, and looked at the purple-haired girl with a serious expression.

He gripped the knife handle even tighter, his knuckles turning slightly white.

The purple-haired girl grinned, sneering disdainfully, showing no regard for the other party.

"Ha, do I need to report to you where I am?"

"Answer my question first, or I'll drag you down to hell with me right now!"

Kuchiki Ginryo narrowed his eyes, preparing to unleash his spiritual pressure to notify the others in the barracks, preferably the captains.

"Shortly after your death, the Saito family, relying on Captain-Commander Yamamoto's leniency, started fighting against other nobles and eventually fell into complete ruin."

"The surname Saito no longer exists in the Soul Society today."

Upon hearing this, the purple-haired girl paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, appearing extremely manic.

"They really are a bunch of complete useless trash."

Clearly, she had no fondness for her former family.

"Let's make a bet."

The girl tilted her head and stared intently at Kuchiki Ginryo with her remaining single eye.

"Do you believe that in the time it takes for the other captains to arrive, I can completely rip your head off?"

The moment the words fell, Kuki Ginryo was terrified and instinctively unleashed all his spiritual pressure. A huge pillar of spiritual pressure shot straight into the sky, and a strong wind rose from the ground.

bass! !

He drew his sword and charged forward.

The materialized spiritual pressure surged wildly, wrapping around the silver-white blade and gleaming with a dangerous light.

The figure in front of them flashed and disappeared, instantly appearing above the Rotten Wood Silver Ridge. The blade, carrying a powerful spiritual pressure, slashed downwards without warning.

Brilliant blades collided in mid-air, sparks flying and astonishing dust waves rising up.

The moment their blades clashed, Kuchiki Ginryo's expression changed drastically as he felt an unprecedented spiritual pressure.

Bloody, twisted, containing extreme madness and brutality, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

"Haha, Yinling, long time no see, you've gotten weaker!"

The purple-haired girl revealed a maniacal smile, unleashing her spiritual pressure without restraint, her single eye fixed on Kuchiki Ginrei across the blade.

"Now, please tell me, where is that brat named Naraku Sora?"

"I'm in a hurry, I don't have much time to play with you."

Kuchiki Ginryo's expression was serious and earnest, showing no sign of backing down. His deep voice rang out amidst the clash of metal, carrying an unwavering determination.

"I don't know anyone named Naraku."

"Ha, still as stubborn as ever. If only your strength were as strong as your stubbornness."

The moment the words fell, a violent spiritual pressure was unleashed, like a mountain torrent collapsing, sweeping in and directly enveloping the Rotten Wood Silver Ridge.

At the same time, the power on the opposite blade suddenly increased dramatically, and a blow came down.

boom!

With a deafening explosion, the rotten wood silver ridge was instantly sent flying backward.

The aged body transformed into a high-speed projectile, crashing through walls and destroying buildings one after another. Countless dust waves rose into the sky like skipping stones, causing a huge commotion inside the barracks.

The terrifying clash of spiritual pressure threw the entire Sixth Division into chaos.

"What happened?!"

"Foreign enemy invasion! Foreign enemy invasion!"

"An unknown Grim Reaper has broken into the barracks. Captain Kuchiki has been temporarily repelled. The opponent is incredibly powerful."

"Wait, the captain has charged up again."

"Go and inform the First Division, oh no, the warden of the Shinigami Prison!"

Some people have already started trying to get away from the battlefield and activate the emergency rescue function built into the messenger device.

As the main developer of the communication machine, Mayuri Kurotsuchi naturally set up the Nakanishi unit, which receives relevant information, in the Shinigami prison barracks.

This also means that the officers from the Shin-O Prison are always able to arrive at the crime scene as quickly as possible.

"Yinling, you've gotten old."

The purple-haired girl appeared instantly amidst the ruins, backhandedly prying open the collapsed wall, her blade pointing downwards, radiating a sharp light.

"His will has weakened, and even his Zanpakuto has become dull."

Despite the provocation, the defeated Kuki Ginryo remained calm and extended his bloodied left hand, his deep voice echoing through the ruins.

"Hado No. 73: Twin Lotus Blue Flame Fall".

The scorching flames ignited the air, transforming into a dazzling blue streak that engulfed the petite figure in front of her.

boom!!

A deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the extreme heat instantly caused the water to boil.

The attack hit precisely, without the slightest deviation.

But there was no joy on Kuchiki Ginryo's face. His brows were tightly furrowed, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed into folds as he looked at the thick dust that was sweeping around in astonishment.

Why is he stronger than when he was alive, even though he has been dead for so long?

The purple-haired girl slowly emerged from the dust storm, her almost unharmed figure appearing before Xiu Mu Yin Ling. Her face was slightly charred, but there were no obvious injuries.

"When their strength weakens, they resort to more underhanded tactics."

"Hide under the ruins and secretly chant incantations, then unleash them all at once when I get close."

"You're really something, Yinling."

Kuchiki Ginrei opened his mouth, wanting to say something to buy time, but that face full of evil smiles suddenly approached, and his Zanpakuto slashed down without warning.

The other party was no longer willing to waste any more time on him.