Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Yamamoto took a deep breath, once again shocked by his foolish apprentice.

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked over:

"Shall we continue? I was just warming up."

Naraku looked at the old man covered in blood with a half-smile.

Although Yamamoto had fully recovered by this time, it was really uncertain who would win in another protracted battle.

I'm just a little worried that if the old man realizes he can't beat me, he might get angry and draw his sword to use Bankai, which would be a bit bad.

"Let's call it a draw, albeit a close one."

"Huh? What nonsense are you spouting now? How could I possibly fight you to a draw?!"

Yamamoto dug out the buried Ryujin Jakka from the sand pit and immediately prepared to start the second phase.

Before he could even unleash his power, Naraku had already vanished from the spot, leaving behind only the echo of his cheerful laughter.

Watching Naraku's departing figure, Yamamoto exhaled a breath of hot air, a hint of helplessness appearing on his aged face.

It will probably be difficult to teach this scoundrel a lesson in the future.

Fortunately, he has more than one apprentice.

If Ukitake is unwilling to hit, does that mean the other one is also unwilling to hit?

The thought of that idiot who slacked off all day, leaving all the teams to the vice-captain while he himself went out drinking and carousing, suddenly made Yamamoto feel a surge of anger.

It's time to go back to Soul Society and check my homework.

…………

Inside a leisure palace in Hueco Mundo.

The Espada gathered together to play cards, and even Stark, who was known for slacking off, happily joined in, enjoying the hard-won moment.

Back when I was wandering around Hueco Mundo, I couldn't even see a single living Hollow.

With only endless silver sands and a lonely moon in the sky, the solitude of life was almost suffocating.

Now, since joining Hueco Mundo, life has become much more colorful.

There were no conflicts among colleagues, and even the instinct to devour one's own kind was erased by Lord Aizen using scientific technology.

To compensate for the lack of food intake, the Naraku Development Bureau even developed food specifically for the use of the undead.

While it couldn't help the Adjuchas and Kyrians advance further, at least they wouldn't degenerate due to prolonged lack of food.

It is said that those foods were made with sand, which is the most abundant resource.

Come to think of it, the sand in Hueco Mundo seems to have been formed from the deaths of other Hollows.

Ultimately, it seems to be about devouring its own kind.

Stark's mind wandered, and he didn't snap back to reality until Lilynette kicked him in the forehead, sending him sprawling backward.

Why think so much?

Isn't sand meant to be used?

If we just leave it unattended, wouldn't that be a waste of the hard work of other similar companies?

"Stupid Stark, I won again."

Lilynette pushed the sparrows off the table and chuckled smugly.

"You've already lost to me 3,987 times with your reverse resurrection. Next time, I'll make you turn into a pack of wolves, and then we'll go fight that white-bearded old man!"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Stark immediately turned his head and looked at his upper body with a look of horror.

"We're going to attack Commander-in-Chief Yamamoto?"

"real or fake?"

Don't be fooled by their status as the No. 1 Espada; if they were to actually fight a monster like Yamamoto, they'd probably be burned to ashes in a second.

Not even the dregs will be left.

"What are you afraid of with me here?"

Lilynette gave Stark a strange look. "I told you, Yamamoto is too old to be worth mentioning."

"As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to take it down."

The Espada: "..."

Lilynette seems to have been spoiled by spending so much time with someone.

Just then, an elderly figure with a cane walked into the lounge, and the air in the palace suddenly became quiet.

The Arrancars cautiously glanced at Yamamoto, whose expression remained calm, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming several times that he hadn't appeared because of Lilynette's earlier remarks.

No matter how the atmosphere of Las Noches changes, the essence of Hueco Mundo remains the survival of the fittest.

When facing a truly strong person, whether it's an Arrancar or a Hollow, one will always show them a certain degree of respect.

"Ah, the teacher is here."

Lying on Neliel's lap pillow, enjoying a head massage, Naraku Sora raised his eyes and waved his hand:

"Please, have a seat."

The broken mask that had been guarding the corner of the palace appeared in a flash and placed a chair that had been prepared in advance in front of the old man.

Yamamoto: "..."

He'd only been away for a short while, and this scoundrel was already living a life of luxury comparable to that of nobles?

No, the nobleman is still a bit inferior to this kid.

At least those people aren't worthy of being massaged by Hollowfied Arrancars.

Seeing Naraku Sora seemingly possessed by Kyoraku Shunsui, Yamamoto was immediately enraged.

However, since we are currently in the Void Palace, we still have to give the traitor some face.

No matter what, this kid is the current King of Hueco Mundo.

This group of powerful Arrancars can only coexist peacefully because of him.

"Teacher, is my life in Las Noches no Palace any worse than that in Seireitei?"

After seeing Yamamoto sit down, Naraku Sora turned his head away somewhat guiltily and continued to admire the half-roof in front of him.

"Hmph, I didn't come here to enjoy life."

Yamamoto scoffed dismissively, showing no sign of being swayed by the sweet talk.

"Now that the Hollowfication experiment is complete and all related tests are finished, if there's nothing else, I'm going back to Soul Society."

Upon hearing this, Nairoku grinned and immediately understood the old man's thoughts.

Having finally broken through the shackles of a thousand-year stagnation, of course, the first thing to do is to go back and show it off to others.

and.

After the incident involving Cheruge Opie, Soul Society strengthened its detection of anomalous spiritual particles, and Quincy dared not appear in Seireitei at will.

There's no need to worry about leaking intelligence.

Yamamoto can use the blurring effect with complete confidence.

The only thing to be careful about is the attitude of Room 46.

Oh right, I almost forgot.

The previous batch of Chamber 46 was all wiped out by Aizen, and a new Chamber 46 hasn't been selected yet.

Just as Naraku was about to agree, he suddenly heard Lilynette's clear voice:

"Teacher Yamamoto, I've never been to Soul Society before. Can I come along and take a look?"

Yamamoto looked down and saw a green-haired loli looking at him with expectant eyes.

Stark's heart leaped into his throat.

As early as the founding of the Espada, Aizen issued an order prohibiting any Arrancar from Hueco Mundo from going to Soul Society.

He later asked why, and the answer he received was related to Yamamoto.

As everyone knows, Captain-Commander Yamamoto is a stubborn old man who cannot tolerate any injustice.

If it sees a Hollow appear in Soul Society, it will surely be met with a torch.

Although after meeting him I found that Yamamoto wasn't as rigid as Aizen described, wasn't it a bit... a bit... to so openly propose invading Soul Society?

Naraku, standing to the side, grinned, ready to dissuade Lilynette from this unrealistic idea, but just as he was about to speak...

Suddenly, Yamamoto paused for a moment, then nodded and said in a deep voice:

"it is good."

Naraku Sora's expression froze instantly.

Chapter 340 Encounters in Rukongai

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, are you conscious?"

Naraku Sora suddenly sat up from his lap pillow and looked at Yamamoto with a look of astonishment.

“Lilynette is a Hollowfied Arrancar…”

Before he could finish speaking, Yamamoto interrupted him forcefully:

"The opposite of death? A destined enemy?"

"Has what I've done violated the laws of Soul Society?"

"Kid, times have changed."

"Even an old fogey like me has accepted the ethereal transformation and chosen to embrace the new era. How come you can't change your mind?"

"According to the original regulations, anyone who puts a Hollow into the Soul Society without authorization will be sentenced to a period ranging from 'waiting for life' to 'collection of all beings,' depending on the extent of the damage caused, which can range from five hundred to one thousand years."