Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

In terms of creativity and unexpectedness alone, his own disciple is definitely number one.

It can only be said that both the person and their abilities are a bit too strange.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto narrowed his eyes:

"I have no right to interfere with Saito and Shikato's choices. Since they want to join the Shinigami Prison, then so be it."

Of those who once followed him, only Chojiro Sasakibe and Retsu Unohana remained.

Compared to his attitude towards his subordinates, this kid is much better.

"If there's nothing else, get out of here."

"Don't disturb my rest."

Naraku grinned and said, "There's one more thing."

"explain."

"Do you still stand by what you said before, that you'd fight your way to hell with me after the turmoil is over?"

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Has the Technology Development Bureau figured out a way to open the gates of hell?"

No, not at all.

"?"

What nonsense are you spouting? Are you trying to make fun of this old man?

Yamamoto's forehead veins bulged, feeling it necessary to teach his traitor a very profound lesson.

"That hell bullied us because we couldn't fight back, so it ran rampant in the Seireitei, causing more damage than the Tsunayashiro family did before."

"Even if you can swallow this insult, I can't."

"Furthermore, just because the Technology Development Bureau can't figure it out, does that mean we'll just keep hiding?"

Naraku Sora was filled with righteous indignation and wished he could raise his arm and charge straight into hell.

Yamamoto glanced at someone and waited for what would happen next.

He knew this rebellious disciple; if there was truly no other way, Naraku would never have brought it up.

"I have a plan that can bring light back to the darkness of hell."

"Instead of drinking tea here, let's kill Urahara Kisuke, who slacks off all day. When the Soul Burial Ritual is held and the gates of hell open, you and I, master and disciple, will rush in and slaughter the one on the other side, causing rivers of blood and upheaval."

Yamamoto: "?"

Is this even human language?

Just because his subordinate slacked off a little, he yelled that he would kill him and send him to the gates of hell?

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yamamoto glared at Naroku with annoyance.

"It's unbelievable that you could say such a thing. Urahara Kisuke has worked hard, even if he hasn't made any great contributions. How could you do something like this, discarding him after he's done his bidding?"

Naraku Sora grinned: "What if it were someone else?"

Yamamoto was taken aback.

……

……

Rukongai, at the foot of a certain high mountain.

Yamamoto looked at the unconscious sinner, stroked his beard, and wondered what had gotten into him that made him agree to Naraku Sora's plan.

This sinner is named Kuroda Tomoya, a traitorous Shinigami who caused chaos in Rukongai a few years ago.

Its strength is not bad, barely reaching the third level of spiritual power, which just meets the requirements for drawing out the gates of hell.

"Teacher, there's really no need to worry too much. Hell isn't as scary as you think."

"Although over millions of years, countless Death Gods of the third rank or above may have accumulated, they cannot last long in Hell."

According to Ba Yunzhai, over 99% of the wicked people have become nourishment for hell.

"Otherwise, where would the power to disrupt Soul Society come from?"

As Naraku Sora spoke, he effortlessly killed Kuroda Tomoya.

Soon, the familiar fluctuations occurred.

Yamamoto squinted at the suddenly darkening sky and the gates of hell that appeared in the vortex.

Dark, swirling energy surged near the vortex, creating a sense of distortion.

As expected, it appeared.

Although the previous wars had some impact on Hell, the rules remained unchanged.

Hell could not resist the temptation of the third-class spiritual power.

Just like how Yamamoto couldn't resist roasted sweet potatoes.

As Kuroda Tomoya's spiritual particles rose, the gates of hell opened once more.

Naraku Sora vanished from his spot with a single instant step and rushed straight into it.

Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, then followed him inside.

Just as the gates of hell were about to close, a jet-black Zanpakuto suddenly appeared and wedged itself between the two doors.

Hold firm.

The scene is quite different from last time.

Because this was a normal entry, I appeared on the first floor.

The enormous white buildings were pieced together like a Rubik's Cube, with countless hellish beings weaving through the gaps between them, trying to avoid the patrolling hellish forces.

Occasionally, they would swing their chains, blasting the dead they saw into a bloody pulp.

"How to do it?"

Yamamoto glanced at Naraku Sora beside him.

"Do whatever you want."

Naraku Sora grinned, "It would be best to let Hell witness a power capable of destroying the world."

"But we need to be quick, we don't have much time."

Yamamoto took a deep breath, drew Ryujin Jakka with a clang, and without hesitation or delay, unleashed his full spiritual pressure.

"Solution—"

"Remnant Fire Sword!!"

The temperature in hell skyrocketed, instantly reaching a level that was unbearable for ordinary people.

In just one second, all the surrounding moisture evaporated, leaving one's lips and teeth dry.

The people of Hell all looked up at the sky and saw a sun rising in the perpetually dark Hell.

What was terrifying was that the sun was relentlessly approaching them, as if it were about to burn everything to ashes.

"Wait, that's not the sun!"

"Gan! It's the Sword Demon Yamamoto Shigekuni!"

"Why is that old guy here? Is he dead too?"

The wicked people no longer cared about the patrolling Hellish Will; the intense heat alone, capable of burning everything, was beyond their endurance.

After all, not all those who commit sins possess the level of third-grade spiritual power.

The vast majority are still villains who have committed unforgivable crimes.

Driven by the will of hell, the beings of hell stepped forward to stop them, but before they could get close, they were completely annihilated by the suddenly rising fiery tornado.

Naraku Sora nodded in satisfaction as he watched Yamamoto vent his anger and become absorbed in his own world.

Although this action may not have any real impact, it's still good to annoy the other party.

It is impolite not to reciprocate; why should one suffer a loss for nothing?

Soon, the entire level of hell was engulfed in an endless sea of ​​fire, with terrifying pillars of fire shooting straight into the sky, destroying everything in sight.

Yamamoto vented his pent-up frustration without reservation, letting out a huge sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to take it a step further, Naraku Sora's voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Teacher, we should go now."

"We can't afford to play in hell anymore, we're closing down."

Yamamoto glanced at Hell with some reluctance, a place where he could unleash his power without restraint. He wondered if he would ever have the chance to come back a few more times.

Chapter 296 Aizen, Not to Be Outdone

Yamamoto left satisfied.

Seeing that the old man was no longer dwelling on the past, Naraku was also satisfied with his actions.

Although the old man didn't say anything, as his disciple, having spent so much time with his teacher, he could still sense the old man's disappointment.

If it were just a simple fight between master and disciple, Yamamoto wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly.

When necessary, it's still necessary to use some underhanded tactics.

For the next period of time, Naraku Sora also began to drift through life.

Occasionally, he would supervise the reconstruction of the team dormitory, squeeze Urahara Kisuke dry, beat up Zaraki Kenpachi, exchange swordsmanship insights with Unohana Retsu, and appease Matsumoto Rangiku, who was furious about the addition of new members.

Perhaps having discovered Shikatori Hakunsai, whose attributes resonated with her own, Matsumoto Rangiku changed her target to her, and would challenge this first captain whenever she had nothing else to do.

It is worth mentioning that.

Following the team's internal competition, the new Gotei 13 has gained several more captains.