Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

God knows where this kid learned this stuff.

Even if Yhwach himself came, he couldn't possibly negate his power with the Bloodstained Armor!

No, this can't go on.

Since the initial interpretation of a single character is useless, let us use a deeper level of power.

"A real fight—"

"One word with a white pen."

As the sound rang out, the ink marks surrounding Hyosube Ichibei vanished instantly, replaced by pure white.

Even the jet-black pen tip turned white.

Unlike the grand spectacle of other Shinigami's Bankai, Hyosube Ichibei's Shinpuku seems to have merely changed its form.

That's it.

Take advantage of the brief moment when it's being dyed black to quickly write a new name, and then crush it in one fell swoop.

The moment the monk finalized his tactics in his mind, his thick left hand suddenly slammed out.

The spiritual pressure condensed and transformed into a giant dragon head that appeared in the sky, its cheeks bulging high, and it suddenly blew a gale towards Naraku Sora.

"The Way of the Village, the Way of Three—"

"Iron-Slaying Wind!"

A violent hurricane roared out, instantly dispersing the spiritual pressure surrounding Naraku Sora, and even blowing away the burning Shun-hō power.

Immediately afterwards, he swung forward as a single white hair.

Deep ink marks splashed out, staining the receding figure.

In the next instant, the ethereal patterns and blood-red armor surged out simultaneously, frantically devouring the black covering Naraku Sora's body.

The monk, completely focused, once again wielded his white brush, and the white characters, like a seal, landed on the "black" character.

Black ants!

Looking at the writing covering Naraku's body, Hyosube Ichibei let out a long sigh.

His white pen could give new names to things that were blackened, such as black ant, which meant that Naraku Sora was as fragile as an ant at this moment.

it is finally over.

Next, all we need to do is...

Snap!

A chilling shattering sound suddenly rang out, and to the monk's incredulous gaze, a ferocious smile reappeared, his stark white teeth looking particularly striking.

"You don't think..."

"Aren't you the only one with Bankai?"

Before the words had even finished, golden-red cracks resembling lava appeared in the center of the blade, and dark branches began to spread across the blade.

Climb all the way up until the "writing" is violently crushed!

His golden vertical pupils stared ahead, and Naraku's smile grew increasingly maniacal:

"Swastika!"

"Punish Jayadi, karma and consciousness arise together!"

The next second, a distorted shadow covered Hyosube Ichibei's figure, and all his power burst forth, the sound of bones grinding together like a death knell.

Slash downwards!

There was no grand spectacle, no dazzling special effects, only a pure and unadulterated explosion.

It struck that massive body like a planetary collision.

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the leader of the Zero Division, Lord Eye Monk, who was hailed as the number one person below the Soul King, plummeted downwards in an instant.

With a series of explosions, the seventy-two layers of barriers protecting the Spirit King Palace shattered one after another!

A meteor, trailing a long, fiery tail, plummeted toward the Soul Society!

Chapter 365 The Monk's Trump Card

Seireitei, the barracks of the First Division.

Yamamoto sat cross-legged under the eaves, watching the startled deer thumping in the pond, the water flowing gently.

A Zanpakuto was stuck in the stove beside him, and a tea stove on top of it made a gurgling sound, filling the courtyard with a light tea aroma.

Tranquility leads to far-reaching goals.

Although the clamor of the traitors was no longer in his ears, Yamamoto's mind was still unsettled.

Although Naraku Sora didn't explicitly say what he was going to ask for at the Spirit King's Palace, his intuition told him that things were definitely not that simple.

Considering the traitor's ability to cause trouble in Soul Society, Yamamoto was somewhat worried that this guy would clash with the Zero Division.

However, the Zero Division includes Shutara Senjumaru, who was promoted a few years ago, Hikifune Kiryu, who just entered the Soul King Palace, as well as Nimaiya Oetsu and Kirinji Tenjirou, who appreciate Naraku Sora.

Even if Hyosube Ichibei disliked that kid, it shouldn't have escalated to the point of physical violence.

At worst, send Naraku back to Soul Society using the Heavenly Pillar Chariot.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto rubbed his temples, hoping it wouldn't mean anything...

However, at that moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure came from the sky, as if the world was collapsing, and instantly spread throughout the entire Soul Society.

Yamamoto's expression froze instantly, and then he suddenly stood up from under the eaves, appearing at the highest point of the barracks in the next instant.

Chojiro Sasaki, who was watering the flowers, also noticed the abnormality and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the spiritual pressure was coming from.

Nothing at all.

Within the limited field of vision, not a single abnormality was detected.

But this spiritual pressure felt very familiar, as if I had seen it many times before.

Suddenly, Chojiro's expression also froze, and he subconsciously reached out to rub his face.

Spending all day with Lord Yuan Liuzhai has made my thinking a bit rigid and I'm getting senile.

Isn't that Naraku Sora's spiritual pressure?

Having figured out the key point, the elegant old gentleman prepared to continue his great undertaking of watering the flowers, but then, his movements paused for a moment.

Wait, didn't Naraku Sora go to the Spirit King's Palace?!

Where does this spiritual pressure come from?

Chojiro Sasaki subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw a tiny point of light growing larger in his field of vision.

At the same time, the Grim Reapers of Seireitei stopped what they were doing and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

There was a vague feeling that something was rapidly approaching Seireitei.

In a courtyard of Shin'o Prison.

Aizen stood quietly, seemingly sensing something.

The moment that familiar spiritual pressure appeared, he subconsciously looked up at the sky.

What happened?

There are seventy-two layers of demonic barriers between the Soul Society and the Soul King Palace, so how could I suddenly sense this guy's spiritual pressure?

Before long, Aizen saw a "meteorite" falling from the direction of the Soul King's Palace towards Seireitei. It was so fast that it even created a large amount of flames by friction with the air.

Seeing this, Aizen's expression didn't change, but a hint of barely suppressed shock flashed in his eyes.

That is……

Ichibei of the military chief's department? !

A deafening explosion swept across the entire Spirit King Palace from the ceiling, the terrifying impact sending Kirinji Tenjiro, who was closest to the palace, flying away.

It crashed violently into the newly risen Sleeping Pig Palace, shaking down countless fragments of stone.

But at this moment, no one else cared about Kirinji Tenjiro; their attention was completely drawn to the scene below the Omotesando.

A huge hole appeared on the originally transparent barrier, and it went all the way down, with no end in sight.

Above the void, a figure, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure and resembling a demon god, stood in the sky, looking down upon everything.

Naraku Sora glanced at the damaged barrier, then at Hyoninchi Ichibei, who had disappeared from sight:

"Hmph, trying to escape?!"

The next second, he swooped down, producing a muffled hum, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Looking in the direction where it disappeared, the remaining members of Squad Zero exchanged glances, each seeing a complex meaning in the other's eyes.

I thought that the monk Hyosuga Ichibei was invincible, but I didn't expect there to be another master.

Moreover, it was a Grim Reaper they knew well.

Gazing at the shattered sea of ​​clouds below, Kiryuki remained silent for a few seconds, then looked at Shutara Senjumaru, whom she was more familiar with, and asked:

Will we win?

Senjumaru's expression was also somewhat bewildered at this moment.

It hadn't been long since he last met Naruto, and back then he was still very weak, so weak that Hyosube Ichibei could have easily crushed him if he had just been a little serious.

As a result, the offensive and defensive strategies completely reversed the course of their second meeting.

Just as the two were talking, Nimaiya Ohetsu, who was standing next to them, pulled out a Zanpakuto from somewhere and stabbed it straight into the space in front of him.

With a flick of their wrists, something resembling a portal appeared before them.

"Whether we can win or not, we'll find out when we get there."

"I've given the [Transcendent Gate] enough time. Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off his sunglasses, which had cracked from the aftershocks of the battle, and stepped into the superdimensional gate first.

Without saying a word, Senjumaru followed closely behind.