Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Unnoticed by everyone, the shadows writhed and clung to Naraku's feet as if they were alive.

Then, he suddenly exerted his strength.

Naraku stumbled, his once steady steps faltering, and his speed immediately slowed down.

Yamamoto seized the opportunity to block their path directly in front of him, and a fiery aura suddenly spread out.

The unrestrained spiritual pressure surged wildly, and rolling heat waves rose around it, as if an active volcano was moving forward.

Before he could escape again, the muscular old man unleashed a powerful spiritual pressure, grabbed a heavy fist like an iron hammer, and swung it straight at him.

Naraku Sora tried to argue his way out of it.

However, Yamamoto clearly did not have the bad habit of procrastinating.

Even if this scoundrel did nothing wrong, does a teacher need a reason to discipline their disciple?

With a powerful punch, two figures carved a wide trench in the ravaged street, stirring up a scorching wind that stretched to the horizon.

The sudden turn of events left the onlookers dumbfounded, each one speechless.

So Captain-Commander Yamamoto didn't die after all.

Wouldn't Lord Naraku be in trouble again?

Strange, why did you say "again"?

Just as everyone was pondering this bizarre turn of events, Naraku's furious roar suddenly echoed from the distant battlefield:

"Old Deng has gone too far! I'm going to rebel!"

"Yamamoto, damn it..."

boom!!!

A deafening, earth-shattering sound abruptly interrupted the conversation, effectively silencing the person's defiant statement.

Seeing the miserable state of someone being beaten, Aizen, who was hiding in the shadows, withdrew his spiritual pressure, nodded almost imperceptibly, and crossed out two lines on his grudge notebook.

He then turned and left, concealing his achievements and fame.

…………

Looking at the chaotic ruins before him, Inaba Kagerousa's expression twisted.

When he revealed his trump card earlier, he thought he could turn the tide with the power of the spirit body Yamamoto, changing the balance of power between offense and defense.

Unexpectedly, the clone's power was far inferior to the original, and it couldn't even take down a vice-captain.

Later, Naraku Sora arrived and chopped off his head with a single blow.

At this point, Inaba Kagerou believed that all his schemes had come to an end, and that he would soon face his final doom.

Unexpectedly, Yamamoto, who was trapped in the Dangai, broke through the blockade of Kokuryu and forcibly returned to Soul Society.

Even more unexpectedly, the reckless old man, for the sake of saving face, didn't even ask any questions before forcibly dragging Naraku away and beating him.

Now, the two strongest players have left the battlefield.

Does that mean his chance has come?!

Thinking of this, a light seemed to shine in Inaba Kagerousa's eyes, and he instantly became excited, directly unleashing his spiritual pressure to summon the remaining clones of his spirit body.

"Prepare for a counterattack!"

Just then, a row of ancient gates opened up in the sky with a whoosh, emitting a bright red light, followed by a sudden and terrifying spiritual pressure that spread out.

As the door opened, one familiar figure after another appeared in everyone's sight.

"It's the band leader and the others from the Beijing Opera!"

"And Captain Unohana and Captain Ukitake too!"

"So everyone was trapped in the barrier. No wonder only Lord Naraku was fighting alone."

"From this perspective, doesn't it mean that Captain-Commander Naraku alone has protected the Seireitei?!"

After figuring out the key point, the Grim Reapers' mood suddenly became heavy.

As the strongest military organization in Soul Society, how many more times will Naraku protect them?

At the same time, their admiration for Naraku Sora has reached a new peak.

Led by Shunsui Kyoraku, the Shinigami captains each faced off against their corresponding cloned spirits.

These were originally intended for Naraku Sora, but he was busy dealing with the muscular old man's iron fists, so they had to leave it to them to handle.

A chaotic battle is about to break out.

Kyoraku Shunsui, swords in both hands, faced a figure who looked exactly like him.

Because he didn't know the exact strength of these clones, he put in 120% effort to deal with them.

If we were to unexpectedly lose to the clone, wouldn't our junior brother laugh at us for the next ten or eight years?

To avoid this situation, Kyoraku Shunsui decided to take the initiative.

He started with his most proficient move.

Enjoying pleasure alone without being an expert!

The sudden hurricane instantly engulfed the spirit body Jing Le, but it was quickly severed by the ring-shaped golden sword pressure, and its slightly disheveled body emerged from it.

"I'm sorry, my other self. We are exactly the same in terms of ability and spiritual pressure."

"But in order to replace the original body, that person specially enhanced us."

"Now, prepare to die."

Linghai Jingle lowered his twin swords and disappeared into the shadows.

On the other side, Kenpachi Zaraki squinted at a man who looked like a demon, and as he grinned, he suddenly drew his sword.

Two similar beams of spiritual pressure shot straight into the sky, creating turbulent dust waves.

The two serrated longswords clashed, sparking countless bursts of light.

Amidst wild laughter, Kenpachi Zaraki, seemingly insane, slashed at each other.

Golden spiritual pressure ignited like a raging fire, instantly coloring the sky above, and the violent aura only intensified instead of diminishing.

Numerous physical bodies and spiritual remains unleashed powerful spiritual pressure, and a terrifying pressure like a tidal wave crashed down, washing over the ruins and making the surrounding air increasingly turbid and heavy.

……

Standing atop the ruins, Aizen observed intently, when he suddenly noticed a battlefield where the fighting was almost entirely one-sided.

He had long, golden hair that reached his waist, a strange smile, and held a sword hilt that resembled a ring in his hand.

The spiritual remains of Mako Hirako.

His true form did not appear nearby for some reason, and it seems that he is still in the severed boundary.

Aizen hesitated for a moment, then vanished from the spot in an instant.

Just as Reikai Hirako Shinji was about to unleash his Bankai and completely disrupt Seireitei, a figure appeared behind him without warning.

Then, he slashed out with his sword.

The enormous head shot into the sky, gushing out blood that instantly stained the haori red.

Having done all this, Aizen sheathed his sword, glanced at the portal in the sky out of the corner of his eye, and then turned and left the battlefield.

Meanwhile, inside the interdimensional gate.

Hirako Shinji stared blankly at himself lying on the ground, his eyes somewhat dazed.

He just came back a little late.

How could someone just chop off his head like that?

Aizen, that guy, he's been hiding his true intentions way too well.

He had a premonition that he was wary of his vice-captain and was well aware that Aizen was hiding his strength.

But no one expected that this guy's true strength would be so terrifying.

Even if it was a sneak attack, that decapitation strike was definitely better than the performance of most captains.

That bastard, hiding so deeply, what exactly is he planning to do?

Also, why is he so skilled at cutting himself?

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Hirako Shinji's face turned ashen.

He's now hesitating about whether he should go out.

…………

Watching the battle intensify, Inaba Kagerousa's face turned extremely grim.

The spirits he had placed so much hope in were completely suppressed by his main body on the front lines, and could only struggle to hold on under the torrent of spiritual pressure.

Whether it's a captain-level Grim Reaper or a vice-captain.

Almost none of them were able to gain the upper hand.

Could it be that my spirit body technology is really that bad?

When the situation became irreversible, Shadow Wolf Zuo did not hesitate. He quietly slipped into the shadows, released the Curved Light Binding Path to conceal his figure, and at the same time suppressed his spiritual pressure.

Minimize your presence.

Then, without looking back, he ran towards Rukongai.

There, he also secretly built a laboratory.

As long as I can get to that place...

At the same time, after Aizen dealt with the spirit corpse Hirako Shinji, he immediately noticed Inaba Kagerousa, who had left the battlefield.

"While the technology of spirit remains has little research value, Inaba Kagerouzo himself still possesses it..."

Just as they were about to reach the vicinity of the Seireitei Gate, Shadow Wolf Zuo, who had finally breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly shivered, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

A sudden, inexplicable panic gripped me, as if I were being targeted by a natural enemy...