Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

I thought this kid would mature a bit after becoming the captain, but he still makes people's blood pressure rise all the time.

"You insolent fool, how many times have I told you? You're always so reckless and impulsive, you don't look like a captain at all!"

As the person approached, Yamamoto adopted a look of disappointment and reprimand, loudly scolding:

"As the Captain-Commander, you should know your priorities. Gotei 13 is your most important duty. What kind of behavior is this, running around aimlessly all day? Can't you learn from my composure and steadiness?"

"Tell me, where did you go?"

Naraku Sora casually replied, "He went to beat up Yhwach."

boom!!

The moment the words fell, a terrifying killing intent, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, poured out, and a scorching, violent golden-red spiritual pressure soared into the sky, instantly staining it.

Yamamoto's eyes widened in fury, as if he had transformed back into the sword demon of a thousand years ago. His cane instantly turned to ashes, revealing the true form of Ryujin Jakka.

Where is he?!

"Take it easy, take it easy."

Naraku Kuru used a Shunpo to appear behind the mountain body, massaging its shoulders and back to soothe it.

"I think you have a slight misunderstanding of the word 'calm and composed'."

Yamamoto coughed lightly, seemingly realizing his lapse in composure, and instantly withdrew the burst of spiritual pressure, causing the temperature in the air to gradually drop.

"I'm a little allergic to the name Yhwach."

Under his gaze, Naraku Sora recounted the events that had occurred in the mortal world, embellishing the story.

He emphasized his own display of power in the Unknown Empire, delivering a devastating blow to the still-recovering Yhwach from across a world.

"Most importantly, the illusory poison that Sousuke specially prepared for him was all stuffed into the power of Sainthood."

Naraku Sora grinned:

"Unless Yhwach is willing to give up this power, he can only endure the endless pain of the poison tormenting his soul and even his body!"

After listening to the story, Yamamoto took a deep breath.

He never expected that this kid, who had been keeping quiet lately, would cause such a big disturbance again.

Although they failed to kill Yhwach during this opportunity, they were able to inflict deep pain on him for a while, which relieved some of his resentment.

Okay, very good!

Yamamoto's gaze towards Naraku softened considerably; he would let the kid off the hook this time.

Just as he was about to offer a few words of praise, he suddenly heard Aizen speak up beside him:

"Lord Yamamoto, there is actually one more thing that needs to be noted."

"The beginning of sanctification means that we don't have much time left."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto seemed to have thought of something and immediately frowned.

Aizen's mind was indeed more agile than that of the master and his disciple. While others were still basking in the afterglow of their victory, he had already begun to prepare for full-scale battle.

"All the buildings in Seireitei have been infused with a certain amount of Hollow Poison, which can reduce the Quincy's combat power to some extent."

"At the same time, I plan to reinstall a spirit particle conversion device at the Ishida residence so that the Quincy can come to the Soul Society and engage in actual combat with the Shinigami, so that they can quickly become familiar with their combat methods."

"However, Ishida Sogen and others have limited strength, and they have been away from the Unknown Empire for too long, so they can only be used as a reference to a certain extent."

Upon hearing these remarks, Yamamoto couldn't help but look at Aizen with new respect.

Aside from being a bit ruthless, he was impeccable in his work arrangements.

It's a pity that this kid doesn't want to stay in the First Division as a vice-captain. Otherwise, with him assisting the traitor, I wouldn't have to worry about anything.

However, even if he wasn't the vice-captain, the two of them spent all their time together, which was a safe bet.

With Aizen by my side, at least I don't have to worry about my traitor dying in some remote corner and no one collecting his body.

"There's one more thing."

Yamamoto raised his eyes and looked at the two people opposite him:

"Right now, all the rebellious Shinigami in Soul Society have been wiped out, the ronin samurai and the like in Rukongai are not strong enough, and the Gotei 13 have enjoyed peace for too long."

"I'm worried that those captains and death gods might not be able to keep up in actual combat."

Before he could finish speaking, Naraku interrupted him, patting his chest and guaranteeing:

"Teacher, you can rest assured, I already have a brilliant plan!"

Seeing his confident demeanor, Yamamoto immediately looked doubtful.

Chapter 398 No one can disobey the orders of the 46th Chamber!

Seireitei, Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

As a genius, Ichigo Kurosaki exceeded all academic goals except for Kido in just three years after entering the academy.

Although he only mastered the simplest first chakra technique in three years, it was not enough to prevent him from graduating early.

Because Ichigo's first Devil Spell can truly blast enemies into a bloody mist.

Daiwa Nabari Gengoro once admitted that Kurosaki Ichigo's No. 1 Hadō was the most destructive Kidō attack he had ever seen, bar none.

Even he couldn't resist it.

Therefore, after receiving Naraku Sora's permission, Ichigo immediately applied for early graduation.

The Academy of Spiritual Arts approved it almost instantly; the process was incredibly fast.

Before the application was even submitted, the certificate of outstanding graduation had already been delivered to the nurse.

To celebrate Ichigo's early graduation, Naraku Sora threw a lavish banquet for him at a restaurant in Junrin-an Ward.

Ichigo said he was disgusted, but he was actually very happy.

During his years at the Spirit Arts Academy, Naraku Sora gave him a lot of extra tutoring.

Despite his mouth being so offensive that one might want to tear it apart, the progress is undeniably visible.

While his fellow students were still struggling to master advanced Shunpo techniques, Ichigo was already able to combine Shunpo with Flying Scythe Kick.

In addition, Kendo and Hakuda are also exceptionally strong.

In Naraku Sora's words, he is at least at the level of twenty cars, and if he can master Bankai, he might be even more.

Ichigo didn't know what "twenty carts" meant, and Naraku Sora just smiled without explaining.

It is worth mentioning that he mastered the Shikai early on, which is still a huge blade shaped like a kitchen knife, with a white cloth strip wrapped around the handle.

There are no special abilities, only pure numerical values.

Each graduate has a fairly long vacation, which usually allows these prospective Shinigami to investigate the situation of each squad in order to plan for their future.

Ichigo was no exception.

However, he did not stay in Soul Society, but returned to the human world.

If I remember correctly, my old man is also a grim reaper. Although I don't know what his position is, I think I can offer him some useful advice.

To Ichigo's surprise, the courtyard behind Kurosaki's clinic was empty; even his mother and sisters weren't home.

However, the room remained as cozy as ever, so Ichigo wasn't too worried.

Maybe they just went out shopping and will be back soon.

The boy, mimicking his friend's usual behavior, slumped onto the sofa, turned on the TV, and prepared to indulge in some decadent fun before his family returned.

Back in the Spiritual Arts Academy, my nerves were constantly on edge. Now that I finally have a chance to relax, I naturally want to enjoy it.

However, before the entertainment program even started, Ichigo suddenly frowned and looked out the window.

There seems to be an unusual fluctuation of spiritual energy over there.

Ichigo reached out and touched the necklace around his neck. It was a portable spirit particle converter that Naraku had prepared for him, which allowed him to instantly become a Shinigami without abandoning his physical body.

With a flash, Ichigo arrived on the street outside.

A temporary portal stood in front of them, and a figure rushed out from it.

Upon seeing the other person's appearance, Ichigo's expression changed drastically.

It was none other than Shiba Isshin, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

Unlike his usual carefree demeanor, Isshin was now in a sorry state, his shihachi uniform tattered and covered in blood.

"Ichigo, run!"

Upon meeting, Yixin nervously urged him to leave, "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, two more figures rushed out from the interdimensional gate, their powerful spiritual pressure instantly covering the entire street.

The streetlights on both sides began to flicker and dim.

As their spiritual pressure locked onto Shiba Isshin, one of them flashed and appeared directly behind him, his Zanpakuto gleaming coldly as he slashed forward without hesitation.

puff-

The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed through the empty street, and blood gushed out.

The other person followed closely behind, and as he chanted the incantation of the demonic path in a low voice, a golden chain, like a python, flew out from his palm and instantly bound Shiba Isshin tightly.

Seeing this, Ichigo completely abandoned any thought, drew his Zanpakuto, and charged forward.

"Naraku, stop right now!"

"Crescent Moon - Sky Slash!!"

The boy leaped into the air, and the Zanjutsu sword shone with a blue and gold spiritual pressure, slashing downwards with unstoppable force.

Straight, blood-red lines appeared on Ichigo's arm skin, making him look more eerie and powerful.

Gazing at the crescent-shaped sword pressing down across the sky, a hint of relief flashed in the eyes of the man whom Ichigo called Naraku. He then stepped forward, sword in hand, to meet the attack.

boom!!

The deafening explosion swept through the street, instantly destroying the walls on both sides, and dust waves rose up like a tidal wave into the sky.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, two eyes glowing red burst forth. Ichigo stared intently at the two opposite him, unleashing a suffocating spiritual pressure.