Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

The chaos in Hell had just ended, and the scene of Naraku Sora displaying his divine power to save the Seireitei was still vivid in everyone's mind.

They had genuine respect for the Shinigami who founded the new Gotei 13.

Not to mention that Naraku also rescued them from the control of hell, freeing them from the endless cycle of torment.

"You did a good job and didn't embarrass me."

Naraku Sora patted Komamura Sajin's shoulder hard, making the latter grimace and feel numbness on one side of his body.

Even so, a憨厚 smile still appeared on the dog's face.

"Lord Naraku, I'm so glad you're alright."

Komamura Sajin participated in the rescue operation, but due to the difference in strength, he didn't make any significant contribution and was killed by Ulquiorra.

He felt very guilty about this.

Fortunately, Naraku returned safely; otherwise, he would never have been able to forgive himself.

What could possibly be wrong with me?

Naraku grinned. "As for you, you've gotten even stronger in just a few days."

"Not bad, I'll have Kisuke bring out a Transcendental Body for you to try out in a while."

"If I can successfully master Bankai, I will be a rightful captain."

Komamura Sajin has made rapid progress. His spiritual pressure has now reached the level of a captain. Coupled with the physical advantages of the werewolf clan, he is no less than a few captains.

Naraku Sora had great confidence in him.

His gaze swept across the crowd, noticing many expressions of relief on their faces.

Despite having great confidence in his boss, he couldn't help but feel a little worried when he didn't see him return.

Now that they have finally returned, the new Gotei 13 has once again found its leader.

Morale subsequently soared.

To celebrate Naraku's safe return, the members immediately prepared to celebrate in their own way.

The battle between Komamura Sajin and Zenjoji Yubin was just an appetizer.

Soon, two more familiar figures stepped onto the training ground.

Tosen Kaname and Wang Tuchuan Yuxu.

Compared to Komamura and his group, who relied on brute force, these two fought in a much more subtle way.

But it still reveals a madness in its bones.

They started by exchanging blows, and as the ashes erupted, the two figures rushed into the fray simultaneously, engaging in a fierce clash of swords.

Metal clashed, sparks flew.

At the same time, several figures arrived beside Naraku Sora.

"Speaking of which, we haven't had a chance to formally thank you yet."

Saito narrowed his eyes, a smile spreading across his face.

Perhaps due to her personality, her demeanor seemed more like a threat than gratitude.

In contrast, Shikaku Hakunsai's expression of gratitude was much more formal; he bowed deeply and looked very serious.

"Thank you very much, Lord Naraku!"

With her hands pressed in front of her body, the already deep cleavage appeared even more pronounced.

Upon seeing this, Saito paused for a moment, then subconsciously glanced down at himself, a look of resentment immediately appearing on his face.

This woman with such a small bust is disgusting!

Shikatori Hakunsai seemed to sense something. After straightening up, he reached out and gently rubbed Saito's head, just as he had done in life.

Feeling the warmth coming from above, Saito lowered his gaze, seemingly thinking of something, and fell silent.

"There's no need to say such things."

Naraku Sora waved his hand. "If you really want to thank me, you can come with me somewhere later."

"Where?"

Shihōin Sennatsu came over.

Since that meeting at the General Medical Center, he only spent a few days in the Second Division, checking on Yoruichi Shihouin's usual work status.

Once I realized I was even better than my past self, I felt relieved.

As for the Shihōin family, they didn't even get to go back.

For a thousand days, that is all in the past.

If he, who should have died, is dragged into this again, it could very likely cause a series of unnecessary troubles.

After all, he was once the head of the Shihōin family.

To avoid causing trouble for his juniors, Shihouin Senhito has been staying in the Shinigami Prison.

In his view, they, as the first generation, were all guilty.

This place now suits their identity quite well.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Let's see how they fight first."

Naraku Sora pointed to the two sides fighting in the arena and gestured.

“I see Wang Tuchuan as a clay chicken or a clay dog, and he will soon be beheaded.”

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Saito immediately perked up.

"Do you even know what a first captain is? How could a mere extra member who isn't even part of the Gotei 13 possibly beat Wang Tuchuan!"

"Don't think that the big dog's victory proves anything. Zenjoji hasn't even shown his true strength yet."

Naraku Sora just smiled and didn't say anything.

This attitude immediately enraged Saito, who shouted that he wanted to fight someone to the death.

However, she subconsciously forgot the horrific beating she suffered at the hands of someone when she first returned to Soul Society.

On the training ground, the two unleashed their Bankai almost simultaneously.

A massive barrier unfolded, directly enveloping the two figures.

Normally, Shinigami are not allowed to unleash their Bankai within the Seireitei area, unless it is an emergency.

Of course, Kenpachi Kuruyashiki is an exception.

However, this rule clearly has little effect on the Shin-O Prison.

Since Naraku Sora became the prison warden, he has never treated the 46th Chamber as a human being.

The 46th Division also had a tacit understanding on this matter, never issuing any secret orders to the Central Prison. Even if there were tasks that had to be done, they would only relay the information through the First Division.

The Bankai barrier did not last very long.

As the pitch-black liquid melted and flowed down like ink, two swaying figures appeared on the training ground.

Both Wang Tuchuan and Dong Xianyao were covered in slashes, some even piercing through their internal organs.

The team members skillfully went up and carried Tosen Kaname directly to the youth version of the hellish hot spring.

However, Wang Tuchuan and Yu Xuji were somewhat troubled.

He is not a normal Shinigami, but was transformed from a Hellish Sinner, and his essence is still a Gikai.

Hellfire hot springs may not be effective against it.

Just as the team members were hesitating, Naraku came to their side and said, "Leave it to me."

As the only person who has mastered the Impure World Reincarnation technique, he is the most suitable person to provide treatment.

However, after just one glance, Naraku Sora frowned deeply.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

The body resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation technique should be able to regenerate on its own, with an efficiency even more exaggerated than super-fast regeneration.

But Wang Tuchuan was recovering slowly, with pieces of paper, like dust, being slowly reattached.

At this rate, it will take at least several days to fully recover.

That doesn't make sense.

Could it be that there's something wrong with my Impure World Reincarnation?

Just as he was pondering this, Shihouin Senhisa arrived nearby and sighed helplessly:

"Is it different from the beginning?"

"Actually, we discovered it several days ago."

Naraku Sora turned to look at him, a look of confusion in his eyes.

Shihōin Sennatsu shook his head:

"In the end, we all belong to the dead. No matter how miraculous your magic is, it is nothing more than severing the shackles on the souls of the dead."

"Instead of forcibly reversing the concepts of life and death."

"Naraku, this is no longer our era..."

Chapter 291 Even in the New Era, There Are Old Ships

"Is there no ship in this new era that can carry you?"

Naraku Sora subconsciously replied.

Shihōin Chihiro paused for a moment, then grinned and said frankly:

"That makes sense."