Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Can ordinary Shinigami soldiers really withstand it?

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go back to the Spirit King's Palace!"

Naraku Sora was already getting impatient.

In Aizen's next plan, the Soul King fragments are an indispensable part.

Even knowing that Hyosube Ichibei had ill intentions, he was determined to get his hands on the fragments first.

The monk gave the young man opposite him a deep look, thought for a few seconds, then reached out and tore off the bandages on his body. His spiritual pressure surged, and his chest, which had been mostly repaired, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Naraku Sora glanced at it and found that the recovery speed was not as fast as his super-speed regeneration, so he shook his head.

Sensing someone's disdain, Hyosube Ichibei's eye twitched involuntarily.

Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly remembered Naraku's incredible recovery speed.

He stubbornly resisted the Taisha Tomb, causing his entire body to nearly collapse. If it were any other Shinigami, they would have turned into spirit particles long ago, but he healed in the blink of an eye, completely defying all reason.

With a thousand words stuck in his heart, the monk's face turned somewhat grim, and in the end, he could only utter one sentence:

"Let's go."

There are many ways to get to the Spirit King Palace, especially when traveling with Hyosube Ichibei.

The fat monk held a monastic staff and waved it in the air, writing a huge "broken" character with swift and powerful strokes. The moment the last stroke fell, Naraku heard a shattering sound.

Hyonshube Ichibei explained:

"The words I wrote have corresponding abilities. Although the seventy-two layers of barriers protecting the Spirit King Palace were shattered by your sword, they can be restored in a short time."

“‘Break’ can open the barrier and form a stable passage, leading directly to the Spirit King’s Palace.”

Naraku Sora nodded thoughtfully.

If I remember correctly, Nimaiya Oetsu also seems to have the ability to teleport from the Spirit King Palace to the Three Realms.

It is many times more powerful than the portal to another dimension.

Even after Kisuke Urahara optimized dozens of versions of the Transcendental Gate, he still couldn't achieve this.

After we get the Spirit King fragment, we'll try to get this technology out of the swordsmith.

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……

Reiban, the leader of the army, left the palace.

It hasn't been long since that earth-shattering battle, but the collapsed buildings here have been completely restored, as if they have some kind of regenerative ability.

Naraku Sora crossed his arms in front of him and waited quietly.

Before long, the monk came over carrying a box.

"It's all here."

"Although I cannot leave the Spirit King's Palace for too long due to my mission to guard the Spirit King, I have accumulated a certain number of fragments over millions of years."

Naraku Sora took the box, and even through the seal, he could feel the extremely active power inside.

Then, with his hands together, he exerted force and, under the convulsing gaze of Hyoninbe Ichibei, forcefully broke the seal.

This guy no longer looks like the Grim Reaper at all.

What came into view, besides some unidentified body fragments, was a right hand covered with the character "封" (seal).

"Mimi Haki?"

Naraku was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the monk beside him.

Hyonshube Ichibei nodded and said frankly:

"I originally intended to return it to its rightful owner, but Lord Lingwang did not agree to the request to go to the inner palace, so it has been kept here ever since."

Narakuku narrowed his eyes as he looked at the monk with his honest expression.

His intuition told him that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes wasn't telling the truth.

However, it's not a big problem. The most important Spirit King fragment has been obtained, so it's time to go back and strengthen my adopted son.

It's only been a few years since Yhwach awakened, so we're bound to give him a big surprise!

"Alright, the items are fine."

Naraku slammed the box shut and casually unleashed two unincanted Binding Scriptures No. 99, creating an even stronger seal than before.

"A pleasant collaboration..."

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Hyosube Ichibei, he saw the smile on the rugged face opposite him vanish instantly.

He displayed an unprecedentedly serious expression.

"Kong, please wait a moment before you leave."

Is there anything urgent?

Hyosube Ichibei took a deep breath, pointed to his head, and said, word by word:

"Just now, I received the will of the Spirit King."

"He specifically asked to see you..."

Naraku Sora's eyes widened.

……

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Although somewhat reluctant, Narakuku eventually left the Zero Division with Hyōshūbe Ichibei after he reasoned with him and appealed to his emotions.

The Soul King's true abode is a gigantic, spindle-shaped structure floating at the deepest part of Omotesando—

Inside the inner palace of King Ling.

After passing through a long and spacious corridor, Naraku Sora, led by Hyosube Ichibei, officially entered the Soul King's residence.

The scene was almost exactly as I remembered. What came into view was a huge, empty room, with a diamond-shaped crystal floating in the center, emitting a faint golden glow.

Inside the crystal, a mutilated human pig is sealed.

Without limbs or internal organs, it was like an empty shell.

However, what deserves the most attention is not these things, but His strange eyes.

The four pupils in the eyes intersect, forming a cross-shaped blank space in the center.

Seemingly sensing the presence of others, the Spirit King's pupils shifted slightly, and his emotionless gaze fell upon the two.

In an instant, Naraku felt an unprecedented amount of pressure.

Although the other party did nothing and did not show the slightest malice, just by looking at him, he had the illusion of carrying an entire mountain on his back.

The Spirit King, truly the number one being in the Three Realms.

Naraku took a deep breath, instantly regained his composure, and grinned at that oppressive gaze.

The Spirit King paused, seemingly not expecting the other party to show such an expression.

Hyosube Ichibei stepped forward slowly, bowed respectfully, and his deep voice echoed in the empty room.

"Lord Spirit King, I have brought the person you requested."

Although no sound came out, the monk seemed to have received some kind of command, and got up and walked out of the room. When he passed by Naraku, he did not forget to take a deep look at him.

It seemed to be a warning about something.

Soon, only Naraku and the Spirit King remained in the room, a half-human staring at each other.

Perhaps because he had fewer pupils than others, Naraku felt unprecedented pressure.

After a moment of silence, he took out a box containing the fragments from his pocket and tentatively asked:

"Shall I help you put it back?"

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Chapter 371 Even the Spirit King was ashamed of his inferiority

Narakuku held the Spirit King in high esteem for choosing to sacrifice himself to create the Three Realms and becoming the wedge.

If it were him, he probably wouldn't have had that kind of courage.

You have to understand, this is not a job that takes one or two years, but an endless torment that lasts for tens of thousands of years.

The loneliness alone is enough to drive a mentally sound person insane.

Lilynet had been walking alone in Hueco Mundo for many years, but she could not bear the loneliness and forcibly split her soul in two to create a companion.

Not to mention others.

The King of Spirit's loneliness was clearly more severe.

"unnecessary."

A chaotic, indistinct voice, neither male nor female, echoed in the silent room, like the whispers of an ancient god. Though the words were unclear, their meaning was immediately apparent.

That belongs to you.

Upon hearing this, Naraku's eyes lit up, and he casually stuffed the box back into his bosom.

Since the Spirit King had said so, he felt no more guilty.

The eight pupils shifted slightly, their oppressive gazes falling upon Naraku Sora.

Even though the mouth didn't move, the sound was transmitted to the ears accurately.

You must be wondering why I wanted to meet with you, right?

Unlike before, the previously chaotic tone had transformed into the normal language of Soul Society, and it sounded quite friendly.

His tone also became much gentler and calmer.

It was like communicating with Yamamoto in a peaceful state.

Naraku shook his head: "Not curious."