Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"But what does it matter?"

"I haven't settled the score with you yet for the annihilation of the entire Forty-Sixth Chamber."

Naraku Sora gave a sheepish smile.

Although the destruction of the 46 Chambers had nothing to do with him, it was Aizen who did it.

The son's debts are the father's debts. Rounding up, it doesn't seem unreasonable to say that he personally killed the 46th Chamber.

However, the old man's psychological threshold is indeed much higher.

After embracing the blurring effect, it evokes a sense of reckless abandon, a beauty that disregards the well-being of others.

The laws of Soul Society will not be discussed for now.

As the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, how could the other Shinigami think that he would personally bring an Arrancar Hollow to Soul Society?

Those who knew the truth thought Yamamoto had come to his senses, while those who didn't might have thought the Commander-in-Chief had defected to the enemy.

Wait, defected to the enemy?

Naraku's eyes sharpened as he realized he had discovered a blind spot.

Old Man Shan wouldn't intend to self-destruct in this way, but instead choose to resign from his position as chief captain after reflecting on his actions, and then let him take over this huge mess, right?

Noticing his traitor's wary gaze, Yamamoto glared at him irritably:

"Idiot, don't overthink it."

"I only want the Shinigami to know about the existence of the Arrancar, and then gradually promote the fusion of the two worlds."

"If a war breaks out with the Quincy in the future, the two sides will not feel constrained in their cooperation."

"Everything should be done step by step."

"If it were revealed all at once that you are the King of Hueco Mundo, I'm worried that some people might not be able to accept it."

Stark, who was lying lazily on the table next to him, seemed hesitant to speak.

He really wanted to say that, given Naraku's character, it wouldn't be surprising if he did anything.

But what if the Captain-Commander, who is always stubborn and rigid, suddenly brings a Hollow back to Soul Society?

This might be hard for the Grim Reapers to accept for a while, and they might even wonder if the Captain-Commander has been replaced by someone else.

But thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like such a big deal.

With Yamamoto's current strength, is there anyone else in Soul Society who would dare to say "no"?

At most, you just can't accept it for the time being; you'll get used to it after a while.

Upon hearing this, Naraku stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"If that's the case, then it's not necessarily a bad thing."

"However, sending only Lilynette would make me seem a bit too biased."

"so……"

He looked up at the others and grinned:

"Who else wants to visit Soul Society?"

Upon hearing this, the others immediately showed surprise, and subconsciously began to think about what they needed in Soul Society, or what they wanted to do.

As an Arrancar, going to Soul Society openly and legitimately was something I never dared to dream of before.

Just as everyone was deep in thought, a burly, elderly man was the first to raise his hand, indicating:

"Lord Naraku, I am here to register."

The speaker was none other than Barragan Ruisenbon, the second Espada.

"I have always had a wish to visit the author of 'The Rose-Colored Path' so that I can ask him some questions in person and give him a small gift."

Upon hearing this, Naraku couldn't help but chuckle:

"Approved. I will personally introduce you to Senior Brother Jing Le."

Once one person started, others followed suit.

Even the usually calm and composed Harribel applied to go to Soul Society.

Seeing this, Narakuku simply waved his hand:

"Let's go together and see the sights of Soul Society."

Looking at the lively scene before him, Yamamoto couldn't help but fall into thought.

Actually, I think I only planned to take Lilynette back with me at first.

But why did it turn out like this?

What is this, a team building event for the Hueco Mundo?

Before the fixed black cavity gate, Kisuke Urahara respectfully saw off Naraku Sora and the others, then turned to look at the empty palace, his face full of joy.

Naraku Sora left, Yamamoto left, and even those meddlesome Arrancars left.

Now that I'm all alone in Hueco Mundo, I can finally relax.

I must slack off and make up for all the vacation days I missed!

Just as Kisuke Urahara was pondering whether to talk to other Arrancar about life or go fishing in a nearby lake, a crack silently tore open behind him.

A large hand reached out and wrapped around it without warning.

Feeling the familiar touch on his neck, Kisuke Urahara's expression changed drastically, and he immediately prepared to unleash his spiritual pressure to break free from the shackles of fate.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and he had no chance to resist. He was dragged directly into the dark cavity.

Gazing at freedom that was so close at hand, Kisuke Urahara let out a desperate cry:

"Do not--"

……

……

Rukongai, South 78th Dog District.

Suburbs.

Suddenly, a series of interwoven cracks appeared in the cloudless blue sky, like the gaping maw of a monster, slowly opening to reveal the darkness within.

As the black cavity opened, one figure after another stepped out from it.

A chilling oppressive atmosphere quickly filled the wilderness, and the earth beneath their feet groaned under the weight, revealing one tiny crack after another.

Naraku Sora frowned: "Tone it down, the residents of Rukongai can't withstand your spiritual pressure."

Upon hearing this, the numerous void creatures immediately gathered all the spiritual pressure that had been unconsciously leaking into their bodies, and instantly became ordinary.

Judging from their appearance alone, they are not much different from the Grim Reapers.

At most, it just adds a few bone-like decorations to her face.

Considering that there are many beings similar to the Abnormal among the Grim Reapers, Stark and his companions' current state doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

Naraku Sora accepted this setting in just one second.

Yamamoto looked at the Arrancar who carried out Naraku's orders without hesitation, nodded almost imperceptibly, and his tense face relaxed a little.

"Pass through the Rukongai to reach the White Gate, and further ahead is the Seireitei, the core of Soul Society."

"The barracks and headquarters of the 13th Gotei 13 are located there."

"Let's go."

After saying that, Yamamoto walked forward, looking every bit like a host leading the way.

Naraku Sora led the Espada on a leisurely stroll through Rukongai, occasionally introducing the architectural style and the local customs and lifestyles.

When encountering something they didn't understand, they would simply ask Kisuke Urahara to fill in for them.

As for Aizen, he completed the final stage of an experiment in Hueco Mundo, which was said to be an enhanced version of the Fire Prince, targeting Yamamoto, an Arrancar.

Naraku Sora didn't seem to care much about this.

In his view, the old man in the mountain and they were all in the same boat.

Once you're on that pirate ship, there's no easy way to get off.

Moreover, if one day they really do stand on the opposite side of the Zero Division, Yamamoto might not be able to help anyone.

Given this old man's sharp tongue but kind heart, things might turn out like this—

The leader of the Zero Division is also worth fighting.

A group of people dressed in Hueco Mundo uniforms walked along the wide street, flanked by somewhat simple buildings, and occasionally ordinary residents cast curious glances at them.

Although he didn't release his spiritual pressure, his imposing aura made people afraid to approach.

Living in a relatively remote area, the most important survival skill is learning to read people's expressions and demeanor.

After all, no one knows whether the next person they encounter will be a powerful villain or a lone wanderer.

Now, this group of outcasts is clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Even if some lurking in the shadows have ill intentions, they dare not make any rash moves.

"It's a bit boring."

Grimmjow put his hands behind his head and yawned deeply.

He originally thought that coming to Soul Society would allow him to fight against powerful beings, but all he saw were souls that were as weak as could be.

Let alone a passionate battle, they probably couldn't withstand even a slight release of spiritual pressure.

He now understood why Naraku Sora had ordered them to suppress their spiritual pressure. If they had walked around here in their Hueco Mundo state, they would have likely caused the deaths of the residents along the way.

Grimmjow had absolutely no interest in bullying the weak.

A true Hollow should challenge the strong, such as Naraku Sora and Yamamoto Shigekuni.

Although he still has many shortcomings, sooner or later he will definitely have a fierce battle with them.

Just as Grimmjow was envisioning the future, a familiar, strange fluctuation suddenly came from a corner ahead.