Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"Captain Yizhou's research and invention?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded: "A year ago, Captain Hikifune had already completed the research on 'Temporary Souls' and, based on this, developed the advanced technology 'Virtual Souls'."

"Its core lies in placing spiritual pressure unrelated to oneself into the body, thereby raising the overall level of power."

"This method was originally intended to enhance the power of the Grim Reapers, but Captain Hikifune later discovered that it was not applicable to all Grim Reapers."

"Moreover, doing so would also cause the Grim Reaper, which was already on the rise, to stagnate, so it was not promoted."

"However, based on the Soul-Binding Technology, she developed the Soul-Binding Pill to facilitate the Grim Reaper's actions when carrying out missions in the mortal world."

A thoughtful look flashed across Aizen's eyes.

He didn't know much about Kiryu Hikifune, the captain of the 12th Division.

But it is also clear that this is a scientist who has made great achievements in the corresponding field.

Although he rarely appears in public due to his dedication to research, he is still an absolutely undeniable figure.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi retrieved relevant information from the database, and lines of text that would make Naraku's scalp itch appeared on the screen, scrolling down continuously.

"Based on my research on the Soul-Binding Technique, it is entirely possible to implant enough spiritual pressure into Lord Naraku's body to serve as the price for 'life for life'."

"Of course, specific risks still need to be further eliminated, which requires us to conduct more in-depth research."

Kisuke Urahara leaned closer to the screen and carefully read the text.

Although the emergence of this technology was overlooked due to research on other projects.

But with his talent, he could master it in a short time.

For Lampure and his two companions, learning science was the easiest and most effortless thing.

Surprisingly, Naraku also joined in.

"Mayuri, you just said that the Soul-Binding Technique can enhance a Shinigami's strength, is that true?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi saw right through someone's thoughts at a glance:

"Lord Naraku, please don't think about taking shortcuts."

"If this technology were effective for you, Captain Hikifune would have already had Captain-Commander Yamamoto try it."

Nai Luokong: "..."

What's wrong with these three guys? Have they learned some kind of mind-reading technique?

He didn't say anything, and he even controlled his expression very well.

Seeing the person's expression, Mayuri Kurotsuchi grinned, revealing a sinister smile:

"Don't worry, Lord Naraku, there is no such absurd ability as mind reading in the world."

"It's just that your thoughts are too easy to guess."

"?"

Naraku suddenly realized that he had been too lenient with the painted-face man in front of him.

Ignoring the conflicted look on someone's face, the three of them quickly immersed themselves in the research and study of the Soul-Binding Technique.

Seeing their fascination, Naraku shook his head and simply left the laboratory.

Let's leave research and such to the professionals.

……

……

Having finally made a profit, I'm itching to get back to work and eager for a fight.

However, when Naraku arrived at the First Division, ready to learn from Yamamoto, he heard Sasakibe Chojiro say that the old man had gone out on business.

Together with the three original captains.

It seems they've gone off to reminisce about the past.

Clearly, this old man was sentimental and was preparing to see his former subordinate off.

Naraku had nothing to say about this; at his age, he couldn't understand the feelings of the old men.

However, since Yamamoto wasn't there, he couldn't very well fight with the sagabe.

It wouldn't be good if the old man broke them apart and they couldn't be put back together.

After bidding farewell to Chojiro, Naraku returned alone to the Shinigami Prison barracks.

However, just as they reached the entrance, they heard an extremely arrogant voice coming from the training field near the grass:

"Is this all the junior who dares to try and replace me as captain is capable of?"

"Absolutely awful, worse than trash!"

As they approached, they saw a pink-haired little female imp with her hands on her hips, looking down at them with an arrogant air.

Near the training ground, several figures lay sprawled out.

To Naru's surprise, among those present were not only Shinigami from the Shinigami Prison, but also two members of the Gotei 13.

Moreover, these were unfamiliar faces that I had never seen before, yet felt very familiar with.

A bald man and a long-haired man.

The sawgrass armbands on their arms already identified them.

Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika.

I never expected that these two talented guys would become Shinigami of the Eleventh Division.

To be honest, they were beaten pretty badly.

If it weren't for their distinctive features, Naraku Sora wouldn't have been able to tell them apart based on their current appearances alone.

He was beaten so badly that even his mother didn't recognize him.

However, if both of these guys were here, wouldn't that make him even more...

"Xiao Kong!"

A pink-haired loli suddenly appeared out of nowhere and flashed onto Naraku Sora's body, just like a koala.

"Hehe, long time no see!"

Naraku Sora nodded: "It has indeed been a long time. You and Zaraki haven't been here for so long, have you been unable to find your way?"

Yachiru: "?"

"It's all that idiot Xiao Jian's fault. If it were just me, I would definitely come to play with you every day."

He shifts the blame with ease and skill, as if he does it all the time.

Just then, a figure resembling a humanoid beast rushed into the training field.

A strong killing intent swept over him, instantly making the belligerent Saito's expression turn serious.

He had thick, black hair and a fierce, ghostly face. His open shinigami suit was covered in hideous scars. A normal person with so many horrific injuries would have been dead long ago.

But judging from his appearance, he was still full of energy and had an intimidating presence.

Saito had spent nearly a thousand years in hell and had seen countless vicious vengeful people, but compared to the guy in front of him, he was still somewhat inferior.

Even from a distance, you could smell the strong stench of blood emanating from him.

"You're quite strong, come and fight me!"

Kenpachi Zaraki raised his serrated longsword, pointed it forward, and unleashed his golden spiritual pressure without any concealment.

Before the other side could respond, he pounced on them like a wild beast.

Because he was frequently beaten up at the Shinigami Prison, his decompression speed far exceeded that of the original timeline.

Furthermore, also because of Naraku Sora, he has never used the so-called high-tech eye mask to absorb his spiritual pressure.

Looking at the Soul Society today, there are very few people who can defeat him head-on.

Blades flashed, and dazzling sparks burst forth.

The moment the two collided, Saito's expression changed drastically. A terrifying force spread all the way to her arms, almost causing her to lose her grip on her Zanpakuto.

Another monster named Kenpachi.

Sensing the opponent's endurance, Kenpachi Zaraki grinned, revealing a wild, beast-like smile.

He suddenly raised the serrated longsword in his hand and brought it down with a thud, like a heavy hammer.

There are no so-called rules or methods of swordsmanship; it is driven purely by instinct.

Clang——

Visible ripples of air spread in all directions, crashing into the distant walls and creating fine cracks.

Saito seemed to have gotten carried away with the fight, her expression extremely ferocious, and a tangible crimson killing intent swirled around her petite body, causing the surrounding temperature to drop even further.

Even so, he found it increasingly difficult to cope with Kenpachi Zaraki, who was gradually getting into his rhythm.

Visible white vapor rose from his slightly reddened skin, and Kenpachi Zaraki's smile was extremely ferocious.

A golden beam of light erupted instantly, illuminating the entire training ground. A terrifying skeletal demon appeared above its head, its gaping maw emitting a silent wail.

With a powerful, unrestrained vertical slash, the arrogant little devil was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall at the edge, creating a human-shaped dent.

Before Saito could even stand up, Kenpachi Zaraki's narrow pupils darted around, locking onto Naraku Sora in the crowd, and he grinned maliciously.

"Ku, come and fight me!"

Chapter 294 Thanks should be expressed with some sincerity.

Looking at Kenpachi Zaraki, who was declaring war on him, Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow, realizing that the guy seemed a little too excited at the moment.

Even Yachiru, who was lying on top of him, sensed something and kept urging him on:

"Go, Xiao Kong, give Xiao Jian a good beating!"

Naraku Sora glanced at her sideways, unsure of whose side this little girl was on.

Why do you seem so happy to see Kenpachi Zaraki get beaten up?