Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Chaotic, sticky spiritual pressure scattered across the barren, scorched earth, and the sudden surge of spiritual energy nearly disrupted the scene that Naraku was maintaining.

The immense pressure caused his body to groan in agony, crackling and popping like firecrackers at every joint.

Hell, through some unknown means, forcibly connected the will of Hell and the power of the wicked people with the Corridor of Hungry Pleasure.

Or rather, they belong to hell itself.

The moment these guys appeared, the pressure on Naraku increased dramatically, almost causing him to collapse on the spot.

"Do you really think I don't exist?!"

A voice suppressing anger suddenly rang in his ears. Naraku looked to the side and saw an old man engulfed in flames standing beside him.

"Leave those scum to me, you just focus on dealing with the Hungry Corridor."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blazing sun rose over the barren, scorched earth.

The charred blade fell forward, its tip striking the head of the foremost being of hellish intent.

boom!

A dull, deafening roar erupted, and starting from the tip of the blade, the massive, dark mass in front vanished instantly, revealing a vast, abyss-like canyon that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Even the scorched earth vanished, revealing a profound darkness.

Countless hellish intents vanished at that moment, as if they had been completely erased.

If Ryujin Jakka is the ultimate explosive flame that incinerates the world, then Zanka Tachi is the destruction of all things by sealing the explosive flame within the blade.

The high temperature it generates when fully expanded is enough to evaporate all the water in a world.

Perhaps Yamamoto is an amateur when it comes to creation and maintenance.

But when it comes to destruction, there are really few people who are better than him.

The culprits retreated in terror, trembling as they stared at the canyon that had appeared in an instant. Many of them were reminded once again of the fear of being dominated by Yamamoto.

Only then did they realize that the enemy Hell had put them against was none other than the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years, the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13—

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!

Flames erupted, an intense crimson burst forth from the charred blade.

boom!!

A massive mushroom cloud shot into the sky, incinerating everything within it. Rolling heat waves swept across the land, and choking smoke billowed far and wide.

As the impact spread, the ashes paused for a moment, then countless dust particles boiled and burned, evaporating completely in the scorching heat.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the massive hellish mass, which had been almost completely obliterated, reappeared in sight.

The remaining wicked people stood behind the Will of Hell, their eyes filled with fear, and dared not step forward.

Seeing this, Yamamoto's mood calmed down slightly.

If it were just these useless people, his old bones could still hold on.

I wonder how long Hungry Paradise Corridor will last.

He wouldn't have a problem if it took too long, but he was worried that Naraku Sora wouldn't be able to hold on.

Feeling the intense heat emanating from his nasal cavity, Yamamoto's expression grew more serious.

Let's resolve this as soon as possible!

The blazing flames erupted from his scarred body, spreading outwards and engulfing everything in their path, evaporating all in their path.

Temperatures are rising again, seemingly without limit.

Can Huo Tai Sword·West·Can Ri Prison Clothes!

Yamamoto was like someone draped in the sun, his blazing flames covering the blade, completely transforming him into a walking calamity.

The raging flames transformed into an endless ocean, instantly engulfing the enemy and scorching everything in their path, even melting the scorched earth beneath their feet.

The temperature of 15 million degrees Celsius turned everything it passed through to ashes!

The Grim Reapers in the distance were dumbfounded.

This was the first time most people had ever seen Yamamoto at full power. His extreme destruction made the world teeter on the brink of collapse, making people even more worried that it might completely collapse at any moment.

On the other hand, Naraku Sora's journey is captivating everyone's attention.

At that moment, the entire Seireitei seemed to fall on him, a divine act of rescue that moved countless Grim Reapers.

"The new Gotei 13?"

Saito, the immortal being, sniffed, a hint of undisguised shock flashing in his eyes.

"This kid is really unexpected, but I have to admit, he really deserves that title."

Beside him, Wang Tuchuan and Yu Xuji, with their hands tucked into their sleeves, took a deep breath and said earnestly:

"The student surpasses the master; at this age, Lord Yuanliuzhai should be far inferior to Lord Naraku."

"Nonsense, others can accept the old man getting stronger, but look at that kid, does he even look human anymore?"

"In my opinion, Lord Genryusai will retire sooner or later, and Lord Naraku will inherit the position of Captain-Commander sooner or later."

Just then, Shihouin Senni frowned and asked, puzzled:

"Why do I feel like the Hungry Pleasure Corridor doesn't seem to be disappearing at all?"

"From the beginning until now, it has swallowed up an area the size of two Seireitei, and it still remains the same."

"This is not good..."

Upon hearing his words, the other captains all turned their gazes to the enormous jaw that resembled an abyss, and a strong sense of unease welled up in their hearts.

Naraku Sora, who was in the center, naturally noticed this as well.

After a brief moment of thought, he realized that with his current methods, he simply couldn't make the Hungry Corridor disappear.

There are probably secrets about this thing that he doesn't know.

Unfortunately, Kenpachi Kuruyashiki is already dead. To find out, one would have to jump into that giant jaw...

and many more!

Naraku suddenly had a flash of inspiration, realizing that he had discovered a blind spot.

"teacher!"

The voice from behind made Yamamoto, who was enjoying the killing spree, pause. He turned around with a displeased expression, looked at his traitorous disciple, and said in a deep voice:

"What's the matter?"

"The Hungry Pleasure Corridor probably won't be able to close anytime soon. I've already used up most of my spiritual energy. At this rate, even if I filled the two of us, master and disciple, it wouldn't be enough."

"so?"

Yamamoto frowned. "You're planning to take this opportunity to have the soldiers retreat first, while you stay behind to cover the rear?"

"I will never..."

Before he could finish speaking, Naraku Sora hurriedly interrupted him:

"No, I'm going down to take a look."

"?!"

Yamamoto's eyes widened, and with a backhand slash, he extinguished the hellish intent rushing behind him, instantly teleporting to Naraku's side and shouting angrily.

"You bastard, we've finally seen a glimmer of hope for victory, and you're telling me you want to die?"

I'm absolutely certain!

"That won't do either, I absolutely won't allow it!"

"Teacher, please trust me just this once."

Seeing the resolute look in his disciple's eyes, Yamamoto hesitated to speak.

"The world inside the sword will last for about ten seconds. I will resolve the issue before Seireitei returns. I'll leave the situation to you, Master."

"Don't worry, old man, I haven't let you make any more gold coins yet, so I can't bear to leave early."

After saying that, Naraku unleashed a wave of spiritual pressure to stabilize the barren scorched earth. Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, he leaped into the giant jaws like a meteor.

"Lord Naraku..."

"Could it be that Lord Naraku did this to save us...?"

The Grim Reapers, witnessing this scene, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Just as everyone was at a loss, a scorching spiritual pressure swept across the entire battlefield, and Yamamoto's voice reached everyone's ears.

"Trust him."

Although it was only three simple words, it managed to calm countless people down.

After doing all this, Yamamoto turned his gaze back to the giant jaw, a deep worry flashing in his eyes.

Naraku Sora, however, was not feeling well after falling into the giant jaws.

It felt as if countless sharp blades were striking the surface, relentlessly attacking the only living thing in this space.

Even with his amazing defense, he still felt he couldn't hold out for long.

Realizing this, the pitch-black spiritual pressure burst forth without restraint, stirring up a raging storm, and a hideous demon mask quietly attached itself to the face.

Chitin-like bone tissue is scattered in important locations such as joints.

Blur!

He raised the black blade in his hand, and the branches extended outwards.

The punishment of the Buddha, the co-arising of karma and consciousness!

Looking down into the endless darkness, Naraku Sora knew perfectly well that he was in a space outside the Soul Society, and then grinned.

You like to eat, right?

The spiritual pressure, like seawater hanging upside down, pressed down, and the body made a sound like a bowstring being tightened.

Patterns resembling surging lava are scattered across the skin.

He gripped the long sword formed from starlight with his five fingers and slashed it down into the endless darkness below!