Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

A transparent barrier stood behind them, effectively blocking all attacks.

Inaba Kagerou's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

Number 81 Binding Path, Severing the Void...

Damn it, how could a mere deputy captain be so proficient in this level of demonic arts?

"It seems you don't even know my exact strength."

Aizen spoke calmly, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Even so, it still created a spirit body with almost the same strength as the original."

"I'm not interested in your technical skills right now, but I am a little interested in you as a person."

"Mr. Inaba, would you be interested in participating in my research?"

Inaba Kagerou's gaze turned extremely gloomy.

If he still doesn't realize he's no match for Aizen, then he's truly incredibly stupid.

Fortunately, things weren't over yet; he still had one last trump card.

He swung his sword again with a backhand motion, unleashing his spiritual pressure. One after another, disc-shaped spaces appeared in the laboratory, completely surrounding Aizen.

In an instant, the chaotic demonic forces erupted one after another, turning this place into a sea of ​​fire.

Taking advantage of Aizen being temporarily restrained by Kido, Inaba Kagerouzaku immediately opened the control panel beside him and took out the last gem.

Unlike other irregularly shaped modified soul gems, this gem was entirely crimson, transparent, and seemed to have flames burning fiercely within it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Inaba Kagerouzo directly injected his spiritual pressure into it.

If someone were watching from the side at that moment, they would notice that his chest was radiating light, which even his Shinigami uniform could not conceal.

The next second, a huge beam of light erupted from the gem, crushing the control panel below.

A visible torrent of spiritual pressure surged outwards, instantly turning the laboratory into ruins, with dust waves sweeping across the area.

Once everything had calmed down, Aizen looked at the figure standing on the ruins, took a deep breath, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Just as predicted, Inaba Kagerouza's last trump card was indeed him.

Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

On the scorched earth, an elderly man, radiating terrifying heat, stood there, like a sun walking on the earth...

Chapter 318 Heroes Always Appear Last

A spiritual pressure, as if the sky were collapsing, descended from above, and terrifying heat enveloped the aged body.

It was poured down like lava.

He didn't utter a threat, and even his eyes weren't as lively as the others.

But he just stood there.

Aizen could feel an unprecedented pressure coming at him.

Yamamoto, though not particularly tall, gave the impression of reaching straight to the heavens, as if he had the entire world beneath his feet.

"call--"

He exhaled a hot breath, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose significantly.

Only now did Aizen gain a clearer understanding of Yamamoto's strength.

In the past, it was always Naraku who provoked this old man, relying on the elder's love for the younger generation, and repeatedly teetering on the edge of death.

Back then, we could often see fiery clouds that instantly turned the sky red, or huge pillars of fire shooting straight into the sky, or dust waves that suddenly dispersed...

The air temperature inside Seireitei often spikes, which seems to have become the norm.

This has led many Grim Reapers to develop an inappropriate notion: that Yamamoto is old and no longer young.

If he were truly as capable as he was in his prime, that traitor would never have provoked him time and time again.

However, the reason they came up with this idea was entirely because they didn't know much about Naraku Sora.

Only Aizen knew just how terrifying that guy's strength truly was.

He swept away the self-proclaimed Arrancar, confronted the Zero Division which was superior to the Gotei 13, and single-handedly stopped the disaster that broke out in the Hell Chaos.

Even now, many people believe that Naraku Sora was able to break Kenpachi Kuruyashiki's Bankai because of the unique nature of his Zanpakuto's abilities.

But Aizen knew very well that Naraku Ku had no special abilities, only that he was very destructive.

In his words, the value is high enough, and the power is great.

Yet this same guy was often beaten black and blue by Yamamoto, with burn marks all over his body.

At the very least, since Naraku Sora reached the first-class spiritual power level, Aizen had never seen him become so disheveled after fighting anyone else.

Only Yamamoto.

Aizen's attention was entirely focused on the figure in the distance. While his right hand rested on his Zanpakuto, his left hand prepared to raise and release his Kido.

However, the spiritual particles in the air only fluctuated slightly, instantly attracting scorching gazes.

Yamamoto Shigekuni's eyes opened fully, bursting forth with scorching golden-red light.

The next second, the ground beneath their feet cracked and collapsed, forming a deep pit tens of meters in diameter, with charred blackness spreading straight out.

A terrifying figure traversed the distance between them and appeared before Aizen.

There was not a trace of desire to speak in his eyes, only endless brutality towards his enemies.

Aizen drew a conclusion at a glance.

Inaba Kagerousa was worried that he would be unable to control Yamamoto Shigekuni, who possessed complete memories, so he deliberately modified some parameters when creating the related spirit body.

This also means that the Yamamoto skeleton in front of him is unable to break free from Inaba Kagerousa's control like Aizen's clones.

Aizen wasn't even sure if Kyoka Suigetsu would be effective against Yamamoto's spirit body in this state.

"This is getting a bit tricky..."

Before the whisper could even finish, a Zanpakuto exuding an ancient aura appeared out of thin air. The moment it was swung, a towering pillar of fire erupted in front of them with a deafening boom.

The terrifying spiritual pressure, intensely pure and fiery, was unleashed at this moment.

In an instant, it shot straight into the sky, clearing away the clouds overhead and turning the sky completely red, like an endless sea of ​​fire floating above.

He slashed out with a single stroke.

The blades clashed, scattering countless sparks that adorned the surroundings.

Like a battle horn, the clanging of metal echoed all around.

A scorching inferno swept in like a tidal wave, and terrifying power erupted instantly, spreading outwards from the point of impact.

They seemed to sense the unusual power of the Grim Reaper before them.

Realizing that a single strike wouldn't kill it, flames clung to the blade as if they were alive.

At this moment, its power and influence have greatly increased.

In an instant, sparks erupted from the ruins like a torrential downpour, and the clanging of metal against metal created a deafening roar that sent shivers down one's spine.

The terrifying impact spread outwards from the two of them, instantly creating a sinkhole with a diameter of one kilometer. Dense cracks spread outwards, reaching all the way to the horizon.

After a brief clash of swords, Aizen took advantage of the moment when Ryujin Jakka struck down to fly backward, simultaneously using Shunpo to escape and avoid a similar close-quarters battle.

Once or twice is fine, but after many collisions, he can't take it anymore.

As previously speculated, Inaba Kagerou not only tampered with the clone's memories, but also altered its way of thinking.

In terms of specific strength, there should also be some reduction.

Otherwise, given his current condition, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for this long.

The spirit body of Yamamoto turned its head, its scarlet eyes drawing two streaks of light in the air, which, combined with its expressionless face, gave one a chilling feeling.

Immediately afterwards, the distance between the two closed rapidly.

"Hado No. 90—"

"The black coffin."

Aizen's gaze remained calm, and his indifferent voice followed.

A black torrent rose from the ground, unfolding along the only path leading to the Spirit Relic Mountain, transforming into an indestructible barrier that blocked all four directions.

The long coffin was sealed.

"A faint, murky emblem, an untamed and arrogant talent..."

The black coffin that had broken its incantation could instantly kill Komamura Sajin, but it could absolutely not restrain Yamamoto in this state. Aizen was well aware of this, so when the deep black coffin stood tall on the ground, he immediately followed up with another incantation.

But the next moment, a look of surprise flashed in Aizen's eyes.

A blade wreathed in raging flames tore open his black coffin, and a figure resembling a demon stepped out, casting a cold gaze at him.

A moment of hesitation caused Yamamoto to appear directly in front of him, shifting his limbs and moving his muscles like flowing water, unleashing a burst of intense power.

Just as Ryujin Jakka was about to strike, a cluster of twisted black and red arcs of electricity flashed before Aizen's eyes.

next moment.

A wave of destruction roared beneath the sky, blurring the outlines of the ruins. Pure spiritual pressure burned wildly, causing the surrounding temperature to soar dramatically, as if there were no limit.

The scorching flames, mixed with the black and red arcs of electricity that distorted space, transformed into a power that destroyed everything and erupted forward.

The ruthlessness with which he struck seemed to be mixed with some personal emotions.

"My son, don't panic, your godfather is here!"

As he spoke, his strong body unexpectedly came into view, withstanding the slash of Ryujin Jakka and delivering a punch without reservation to the shiny bald head.

The dilapidated ruins collapsed with a deafening roar, and the terrifying impact completely engulfed Yamamoto.

Without even a second of stalemate, the elderly figure, carrying terrifying spiritual pressure, was sent flying backward at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, crossing the battlefield, collapsing dozens of buildings, and raising a dust wave hundreds of meters high.

Seeing this, Aizen couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

Isn't this guy's rate of progress a bit too incredible?