Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

The ability the opponent displayed had no name whatsoever.

The moment the One-Sword Asura was unleashed, Naraku Sora felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration, as if he had grasped the entire world.

Spiritual pressure surges forth from the depths of the soul and cells, converging into a surging river throughout the body, seemingly without end.

The sudden surge of power caused Naraku's confidence to swell as well.

He now feels he can insult the whole world all by himself.

The moment the thought popped into his head, he raised an eyebrow, looked at the falling stroke of the brush, and instead of dodging it, he charged upwards against it!

He raised his right fist, which, accompanied by a violent gust of wind, suddenly slammed out amidst the cracking sound of bones and muscles.

The endless expanse of ink shattered with a deafening roar, and Naraku's figure transformed into a streak of light, trailing a long tail wave, as it swept towards Hyosube Ichibei.

Black and red lightning raged as his left fist slammed forward like a meteorite.

This move...

Hyosube Ichibei's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously raised Ichimonji, trying to block the attack. But as the Fiery Wind fell, in an instant, Black Flash Ichikotsu shattered his spiritual pressure and defense, destroying everything in a devastating way.

Falling apart!

The burly figure was instantly sent flying backward and disappeared into the horizon.

Just as he was about to fall out of the Spirit King's Palace, Hyosube Ichibei, despite the excruciating pain, wielded his brush and forcibly stopped his retreating body.

In the blink of an eye, with the surge of spiritual pressure, he returned to the center of the arena once again.

Gazing at the terrifying figure that resembled a demon god, the monk, enduring the excruciating pain of his chest collapsing, uttered in a resounding voice:

"I refuse to accept this. Why do you possess so many abilities?"

"Could it be that Lord Spirit King gave you special treatment?"

Seeing the defiant look on Hyoninbe Ichibei's face, Naraku smiled smugly and said frankly:

"How dare a mere Spirit King instruct me?"

"All of this is the power of astonishing wisdom!"

Chapter 380 Why would I have such a dream?

"Hahaha, monk, you've run out of tricks and are at your wit's end!"

After mercilessly beating Hyosugi Ichibei once again, Naraku withdrew his fist from the messy face.

At this point, the monk's cheekbones and nose bridge had collapsed, and even his beard was only half gone, completely losing the elegance of the leader of the Zero Division.

This forms a stark contrast to someone who only has a few specks of ink on their face.

Hyosube Ichibei sat on the ground without any regard for his image, his face showing an expression of utter disbelief.

Just a while ago, the two were evenly matched in a fight, but if they really went all out, they could have shattered most of Naraku's body.

But how long has it been?

So short that there wasn't even time to think before I was completely overwhelmed.

Naraku Sora didn't even need to use his Bankai; he used only his two unparalleled iron fists to knock himself to his knees, unable to get up again.

Isn't it said that the more powerful a being is, the harder it is for them to improve their strength?

Why is this ironclad rule not seen at all in Naraku Sora?

At this rate, by the time Yhwach is fully awake, he might be driven to a mental breakdown.

Thinking of this, Hyosube Ichibei's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Let's end this exchange here."

Naraku Sora stood up from the ground and stretched his limbs. "I still have other interest to collect."

Upon hearing this, the monk raised his eyebrows and looked over in surprise:

"What interest rate?"

Naraku stretched his limbs, producing a series of muffled booms, and said without turning his head:

"If I beat up the leader of the Zero Division and let the rest go, wouldn't that make me seem like I'm being unfair?"

"I, Kong, am not that kind of person."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his right foot hard, and as the ground trembled, a streak of light flashed across the sky and disappeared completely from sight.

The monk stroked his unkempt beard, wondering whether he should inform his colleagues.

After a brief moment of thought, he decisively abandoned the idea.

If Naraku finds out, wouldn't it be even worse if he came back and beat him up?

Those men spent all their time in the Spirit King's Palace, never encountering a single enemy. Their joints were practically rusting, so this was a good opportunity for them to get some serious training.

Anyway, it's better for me to die than for my fellow Daoists.

……

……

Kirinji Tenjiro's eye twitched.

It felt like the little devil in front of me couldn't understand human speech.

He had already refused on the grounds of work, so why was this guy still so persistent?

Do you really think I'm afraid of him?

"Kid, don't think you're invincible just because you defeated the monk!"

"My Kingpiga is no pushover. Once the blood oath seal is broken..."

Kirinji Tenjiro took a deep breath and revealed a ferocious smile. "Even if a monk comes, he'll be in deep trouble!"

Seeing the serious-looking man with the pompadour hairstyle, Naraku grinned:

"Don't worry, I won't even need to use my Shikai to deal with you."

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Kirinji Tenjiro's forehead veins bulged, and he immediately felt his blood pressure spike.

Since being promoted to Squad Zero, no one has ever dared to underestimate me like this.

This kid is way too arrogant.

"Kid, you'll pay the price for your arrogance."

"Amaterasu Flash, Kingpika!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of light, bright enough to blind an ordinary Grim Reaper, erupted and instantly engulfed the figure in front of him.

As Kirinji Tenjiro straightened up, he raised his long-handled sword above his head, and in the instant he swung it around, a torrent of water rushed out from the viscous, slippery spirit particles.

The water condensed into a giant water sphere, which shot out with a whoosh as the long-handled sword was swung.

Using the water balloon as a feint, Kirinji Tenjiro, wielding the Golden Pika, arrived in an instant. The incredibly sharp blade transformed into countless afterimages, swallowing Naraku in a flash.

The ferocious attack was like a surging river, or a collapsing sea.

Their outlines are indistinguishable to the naked eye, with endless golden light and flowing water bursting forth and intertwining, relentlessly assaulting their opponents.

On the opposite side, Naraku advanced instead of retreating, unleashing a torrent of black and red lightning that spread out like a night sky, deep and heavy, illuminating almost the entire heavens.

Golden light and lightning intertwined, illuminating the expressions of the two.

It was the same hideous smile.

Kirinji Tenjiro took a deep breath, and his spiritual pressure surged, enveloping the King's Armor and squeezing out the last bit of potential from his body.

He knew very well that he was no match for Naraku.

Although I don't know what's wrong with this kid, as the Eastern God General of the Zero Division, how could I back down in battle!

We must make him taste the bitterness of regret!

The endless hellish hot springs converged upon Kingpiga, and the blade rose, slashing fiercely forward!

Faced with the overwhelming power of the attack, Naraku revealed a savage grin, and as he raised his arm, black and red lightning spiraled around him.

boom!!!

At the moment of impact, terrifying shockwaves surged in layers, exploding out in a ring shape.

It lasted for less than a second before the golden light shattered, countless white water droplets exploded, and the gaunt Kirinji Tenjiro was sent flying high into the air, crashing directly into a blue and white tower.

The tower twisted and broke, slowly collapsing.

Then, a huge wave of dust erupted, completely burying the Eastern general.

Naraku Sora arrived at the ruins, reached out and groped around for a while, then pulled the person out of the dust and shook him off like clothes.

How does your mouth and teeth feel?

"Now you know who's in charge!"

Kirinji Tenjiro remained silent, believing that he and the brute had nothing in common.

Especially those guys whose brains are all muscle.

Not getting the response he wanted, Naraku Sora didn't care and immediately flew towards the prison in the residential area with Kirinji Tenjiro in his arms.

The guards were stunned for a moment when they saw this.

Is this Lord Naraku planning to wipe out all the adults in the Zero Division in one fell swoop?

I just locked Hyosube Ichibei up in jail, and in the blink of an eye, I've brought Kirinji Tenjiro here.

After Narakuku greeted him politely, the divine soldier opened the door and let him in.

Next, it's just a matter of following the normal procedures.

At this moment, Kirinji Tenjiro was utterly despondent, letting Naraku do as he pleased without any thought of resistance.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great; they are willing but unable to do anything about it.

The moment the cell door closed, familiar ripples appeared again, and ink-wash characters intertwined and swirled before my eyes.