Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Let's cut it down first.

As he watched the figure rushing towards him, Takeda Satoru narrowed his eyes. Although he had never seen the other person before, he could still guess his identity from his demeanor.

The head of the Shinigami Underground Prison, currently the most eye-catching rising star in Soul Society, and yet another son-in-law chosen by the five noble families—

But failed.

No wonder Yoruichi Shihouin got engaged to a kid who had just started to show his talent. With spiritual pressure at the level of a mere vice-captain, he could unleash such power. There are few like him in the history of Soul Society.

Unfortunately, it's still lacking something.

boom!

The moment the blades clashed, the entire manor grounds suddenly trembled.

In this sudden impact, countless cracks spread out from the two people, the ground caved in, and a strong wind swept out, flattening the remaining buildings.

In mid-air, Naraku saw Takeda Satoru's figure disappear and reappear like a nightmare.

The speed was unbelievable, almost beyond his visual limits.

The Captain-level Shinigami's Shunpo fully demonstrated the true power of beings at this level.

When fighting an enemy that is beyond the observation level, the only thing one can rely on is—

Prediction!

The moment the Zanpakuto was held horizontally behind him, a chilling light suddenly struck, and a heavy spiritual pressure enveloped the blade, crashing down like a heavy hammer.

In a short moment, there were seven consecutive slashes, each one more powerful than the last.

If Naraku hadn't released his Zanpakuto beforehand, the enormous difference in spiritual pressure between the two of them would have been enough to cause his body to disintegrate instantly.

A figure fell from the sky, crashing into a huge crater and stirring up clouds of dust.

However, before the nobles could even cheer, another dark figure burst forth from among them, carrying violence and cruelty, charging straight towards Takeda Satoru with unstoppable momentum.

Hado #63: Thunder Roar Cannon!

A burst of brilliant golden light erupted in an instant, and the ferocious arcs of electricity transformed into a visible torrent, surging majestically into the sky.

Takeda Satoru's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously tried to activate his Binding Spell to block.

"Binding the Way..."

But Naraku's attack was much faster than he had anticipated. The scorching lightning condensed into a dazzling pillar of light, unleashing an unstoppable momentum that directly engulfed the figure.

Bee-shaped Ling's face was full of astonishment.

From the initial outbreak of the battle to the reversal of the offensive and defensive momentum, it only took a short moment. She hadn't even figured out where the two were, and the battle was already coming to an end?!

Has Naraku's sixth seat become this powerful?

Just as she was horrified, a pair of hands carrying crystalline substances suddenly emerged from the magnificent torrent of thunder.

With the burst of power and spiritual pressure, the lightning was forcibly torn apart, and Takeda Satoru, exuding a charred aura, emerged from within.

At this moment, his expression was extremely gloomy.

I thought this would be a battle with no suspense. Even though Naraku Sora was a genius, he had already experienced a fierce battle with Adjuchas before this.

However, reality proved otherwise. Not only did the kid not show any signs of exhaustion, but he also unleashed astonishing combat power in another round of battle.

It's nothing like what a fifth-level Spirit Might should be like.

Simply outrageous.

Furthermore, its bizarre moves, both in terms of attack method and performance, are extremely similar to the No. 63 Hado Raihou Cannon.

But both its power and the speed of its burst far exceed those of a normal Thunder Roar Cannon.

If the attack had been carried out by a slightly weaker vice-captain, the enemy would likely have been completely rendered incapable of fighting.

Moreover, when the opponent launched the attack, there was absolutely no wind-up animation; it was as if they had unleashed a simple, straightforward sword strike.

Hard to understand.

Out of caution, Takeda Satoru decided not to delay any longer and to finish as soon as possible to prevent any unforeseen complications.

As you clench your fingers together, the crystals covering your palm shatter and fall like rain.

"Swastika!"

"Sagayusai!"

A dazzling, illusory light shimmered in Takeda Satoru's eyes, reflecting countless intersecting and overlapping figures, like a god looking down upon all things.

The next moment, countless crystals burst forth from the ruins, instantly transforming the entire manor into a crystal forest, crisscrossing and creating a crystal-clear and magnificent world.

"ended."

Takeda Satoru stood atop the world, his indifferent eyes fixed on the figure below, as if a true god were pronouncing Naraku Sora's fate.

As he raised his hand, countless crystal spikes floated in the air, radiating a chilling aura.

Naraku seemed to realize the difference in strength between them, and resignedly sheathed his sword, standing quietly in place, waiting for death to come.

However, looking at his extremely calm expression, for some reason, Takeda Satoki felt a strong sense of unease.

Without further hesitation, he swung his right hand down sharply, and the crystal spikes, like soldiers on high alert, suddenly launched a massive charge.

The view was filled with countless crystals.

However, at that moment, a helpless sigh echoed from the magnificent world made of crystal.

A new spiritual pressure has appeared in the manor.

In an instant, the world trembled, countless crystals shook violently, and the visible spiritual pressure crushed like an overturned ocean, with the sound of shattering echoing everywhere.

Takeda Satoru's expression changed drastically.

"Captain Takeda."

A cold, clear voice rang out amidst the brokenness, causing ripples in the air that parted to the sides.

A tall figure slowly came into view, her beautiful face expressionless, her indifferent eyes fixed on the distance:

"What are you going to do to my people?"

Chapter 59 is just an ordinary researcher.

"Shutara Senjumaru".

Upon seeing the woman who suddenly appeared within his Bankai domain, Takeda Satoru's expression immediately darkened, and his brows furrowed tightly.

As a veteran captain of the Ninth Division, he naturally knew this researcher who had changed the history of the Shinigami.

I heard that she had received an invitation from the Zero Division years ago, but due to her unfinished research, she chose to stay in Soul Society.

Later, due to a lack of some materials, he applied to the 46th Chamber to become the warden of the Shinigami Underground Prison, a position equivalent to the captain of the Gotei 13.

But as an office worker, isn't it a bit disrespectful to just barge into the domain of Bankai: Saga Mikoto?

Or do you really think he wouldn't dare to kill someone?

Takeda Satoru's gaze toward Shutara Senjumaru was somewhat unfriendly.

“When the Ninth Division is handling matters, I don’t think there’s any need to explain to people outside of their duties.”

"Besides..."

“Your men have violated the laws of Soul Society by attacking and killing nobles without authorization. If you insist on stopping them, I don’t mind arresting you as well.”

Upon hearing this, Senjumaru's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and a ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

"is it?"

"Captain Takeda, I don't know if you know, but in research on Zanpakuto, there's a theory that abnormal emotional fluctuations can affect the Bankai state."

"Especially the Bankai of the domain category."

Takeda Satoshi stared coldly at the woman in front of him, completely unmoved.

Zanpakuto is the essence of a Shinigami, a powerful force closely connected to the soul, so how could it be affected by emotional fluctuations?

That's complete nonsense.

Does this woman think he's one of those ignorant brats from the Spiritual Arts Academy, that she can fool him with a few random words?

"Whether you agree or not, it's an undeniable fact that Naraku has violated the laws of Soul Society. I'm taking him away today, and let's see who dares to stop me..."

Takeda Satoru had no intention of dealing with Senjumaru any further. He raised his finger, preparing to activate the crystal spikes to seal the person to death.

However, when he tried to put this idea into practice, he was shocked to find that his right hand was stiff as a stone and completely unable to move.

That sharp pain, like a needle piercing between the fingers and nails, spread rapidly throughout the body, instantly enveloping the entire limbs.

Like a cold wave that arrives in the dead of winter, it swept away and engulfed everything.

The sudden, intense pain numbed his nerves, seeping into his bone marrow and even the depths of his soul. Takeda Satoru's features were instantly contorted to the extreme, and he could not even maintain a basic standing posture.

His whole body hunched over, like a dehydrated, arched shrimp, trembling uncontrollably and coughing violently. Crimson blood stained the crystal beneath his feet.

Countless shattering sounds rang out, like ice being struck by a boulder, with continuous cracks extending and expanding until they enveloped the entire Bankai domain.

Takeda Satoki stared wide-eyed at what was happening before him, incredulous.

He didn't even know what had happened; his Zanpakuto started to malfunction the instant the other person finished speaking.

It's as if someone is sewing your soul with a needle; although you can clearly feel that the trauma is not serious, and you don't even need professional medical help.

But he didn't even know what the other party had done.

With just a few casual words, he managed to make the Zanpakuto lose control; what a terrifying ability that is.

If he were to actually fight this woman, he might not even know when he would die.

In an instant, the biting cold completely engulfed him.

"Well? Captain Takeda, was there anything wrong with what I said?"

Senjumaru's lips curved into a beautiful smile, and her lovely face looked especially captivating in the reflection of the shattered crystal.

But this beautiful scenery twisted Takeda Satoru's expression to the extreme; in his eyes, this woman was no different from a demon.

Both of them are captain-level Grim Reapers, but the gap between them is even greater than that between a human and a dog.