Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

As he walked, he kept saying that he would fight for his honor rather than make a living, and that he would make that old man, who relied on his status to frame others, pay a bloody price today.

Veins bulged on Yamamoto's forehead, and wisps of scorching spiritual pressure swirled around his body, making the surrounding air seem distorted.

"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll become even more lawless!"

As he spoke, he rose from his seat and walked toward the dojo, exuding a heavy aura.

Upon seeing this, Kyoraku Shunsui hurriedly got up, ready to follow and see what was going on.

However, just as he reached the door, a wave of scalding heat suddenly returned, and Yamamoto's expressionless face suddenly appeared before him.

Looking into those calm eyes, Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

"Captain of the Jing Band, I have urgent business to attend to. I'll temporarily entrust the files on the table to you. Don't forget to contact the 46th Division when the time comes."

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After saying that, Yamamoto turned and walked towards the dojo.

Watching his departing figure, Kyoraku Shunsui hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back, and finally, driven by a strong survival instinct, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Alas, Old Man Shan has changed...

Chapter 66 Today, the Advantage Lies With Me

"Teacher, do you really have to hit me?"

Looking behind and not seeing Kyoraku Shunsui, Naraku Sora asked curiously.

Yamamoto walked slowly with his hands hanging down. His seemingly hunched figure straightened as he walked, and although he was not tall, his imposing presence became increasingly suffocating.

In particular, a subtle smile appeared on that aged face, making Nairoku feel uneasy.

"Naraku."

Yamamoto took off his white captain's haori.

After carefully folding it, I placed it in the corner:

"You don't think I was joking just now, do you?"

Looking into those slightly lowered eyes, Naraku instinctively felt a sense of unease.

"Speaking of which, as a teacher, I've been busy negotiating with the 46th Chamber lately. Every day, at least a hundred secret orders are directly transmitted to me through the Rittin Team."

Yamamoto slightly raised his eyelids, and in the sunlight, his dark eyes seemed to burn with fierce fire.

“I almost neglected your education. After I taught you all the techniques of ‘One Bone’, I haven’t tested your learning progress until now.”

"It was indeed a serious dereliction of duty, and I deeply apologize."

"Since someone is helping me with my work today, I might as well take this opportunity to give you some pointers."

Upon arriving at the dojo, Yamamoto suddenly realized that the reason he had been so busy these past few days, spinning like a top, was entirely thanks to this seemingly harmless young man in front of him.

He stirred up a civil war within the Shihouin family, directly attacked and killed several Shihouin elders, emptied the Maggot Nest, publicly slaughtered nobles, and expanded the size of the Shinigami Prison without permission...

"But don't worry, in order to ensure the teaching results, I will keep my spiritual pressure at a level similar to yours."

"You don't need to worry about anything, just do whatever you want."

As he spoke, clusters of flames made of spiritual particles rose up and transformed into arm rings, which were then placed on Yamamoto's arms, which were as thick as an adult's thigh.

Naraku, who was initially worried about getting beaten up, suddenly brightened up upon seeing this.

If you were to ask him to fight Yamamoto at his peak, you might have to worry about him dying halfway through.

But since this old man is so arrogant, directly controlling his spiritual pressure to the same level as his own, then he'll show Yamamoto what numerical values ​​really mean.

It's like you thought your opponent was Tyro, but it turns out to be Tyson walking onto the stage.

There are also differences between the four levels of spiritual power.

It's important to know that Naraku Sora is not just a pure Grim Reaper.

Seeing Yamamoto's menacing expression, Naraku grinned and said, "Then please take care of me."

Seeing his foolish apprentice looking happy even as death approached, Yamamoto was somewhat surprised, but still nodded slowly. However, just as he was about to say something more—

A barely perceptible heat swept over me!

Naraku Sora unleashed his Instant Step, moving with lightning speed, instantly covering a distance of over ten meters. His fist, imbued with crimson spiritual pressure, slammed down without hesitation!

Even with Yamamoto suppressing his strength, he still dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

We must unleash all our power immediately.

Only in this way can one take control of the rhythm of the battle.

Looking at the fist bone so close to his face, Yamamoto grinned, and an even more intense spiritual pressure burned from his body, causing his muscles and fascia to tremble. His five fingers suddenly clenched together.

An almost limitless power erupted from his right fist!

boom!

The moment the two collided, the aftershocks surged, the air in the dojo was instantly torn apart, and visible ripples spread in all directions.

Feeling the terrifying power emanating from his arm, a hint of surprise flashed in Yamamoto's eyes.

Although the One Bone technique isn't exactly a trump card, its power is still astonishing, and it's quite difficult to learn.

I thought it would take Naraku to learn and perfect it, but I didn't expect that he had already mastered it to this level after only a few days of teaching.

Flawless.

Even the founder himself couldn't find the slightest fault with it.

At this rate, how much longer can I teach this kid?

A hint of regret appeared on Yamamoto's face when he realized that he would soon be unable to beat up Naraku.

Just then, Naraku Sora seized the moment of this emotional fluctuation, immediately took a step back, and summoned all his spiritual pressure without any hesitation or warning.

A flash of crimson streaked across his eyes, and in that fleeting, almost instantaneous gap, another arrow and a bone pierced through the air.

Yamamoto's eyes flashed with shock. He never expected that Naraku would be able to unleash two consecutive One Bone attacks in such a short interval between attacks.

Shouldn't a normal person take some time to prepare before launching an attack?

A burst of unrestrained power erupted instantly, pouring into Yamamoto's raised arm, the taut muscles emitting a metallic echo.

The intense spiritual pressure surged and churned, grinding a deep crater into the floor beneath their feet.

Yamamoto took a step back.

Seeing this, Naraku's eyes lit up; the numerical value was indeed effective.

At the same level of spiritual pressure, even Yamamoto would find it difficult to withstand his straight punch. As long as this rhythm is maintained, taking down Yamamoto doesn't seem impossible.

Today, I will defy my superiors!

The sudden and fierce attack forced Yamamoto to retreat step by step, as if he had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position and had no hope of turning the tide.

boom!

In an instant, everything went black before Naraku's eyes, his mind seemed to go blank for a moment, and his memories were as if they had been completely wiped out.

When I came to my senses again, I was in excruciating pain all over my body, as if I had been hit by a speeding train. My bones felt like they were falling apart, and I couldn't support a complete person at all.

"What happened...?"

Naraku Sora stared wide-eyed, unable to recover from the battle that had just taken place.

He only remembered that he had the upper hand, Yamamoto was retreating step by step, and victory was in sight. Then, it seemed that a part of his memory was missing. When he regained consciousness, he was already lying on the ground.

"Your mastery of the One Bone technique is acceptable, and your basic abilities are good. However, you are too impatient. You need to pay more attention to this in battle. I consider you to have passed this test."

Yamamoto sat cross-legged, calmly watching the boy lying in a spread-eagle position.

"Next, let's talk about Takeda Satoki."

Naraku Sora suddenly snapped out of his daze, looked up at the old man with some surprise.

The other party spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Naraku, I know perfectly well that you did not participate in the attack. The reason I called you here is, besides, to test your academic progress."

"I mainly want to remind you of something."

"Once you get caught in the whirlpool, it's hard to get out. The water here is deeper than you think."

"To this day, I still don't know exactly how many Shinigami in the Gotei 13 are on the side of the nobles. They were products of the compromises made back then, and now they have changed their original intentions."

"Takeda Satoki is also a member of the nobility, and his family is loyal to one of the five great noble families."

Yamamoto's deep voice echoed in the empty dojo:

"His name is Gang Mi Dai..."

Chapter 67 There is nothing in this world that wisdom cannot solve.

Naraku Sora naturally knew about the Tsunayo family.

One of the five great noble families, or even the head of them, but the memories in his mind are subject to much debate, with some saying that the Kuchiki family is the head of the five great noble families.

However, in terms of their ability to cause trouble, the Tsuna-Yashiro family can be considered the absolute number one.

Leaving aside the policies that benefited nobles implemented by Tsunayoshi in Soul Society, it's unknown how many of the 46 nobles, who symbolize the 46 Chambers, were loyal to Tsunayoshi.

In addition, they wield considerable influence within the Golden Seal Society, and can even easily affect the collective decision-making of the Central 46 Chambers.

"The Tsunayo family, as one of the five noble families, is an ancient family that has existed since the founding of Soul Society. The depth of its family foundation is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"Throughout millions of years of history, countless powerful institutions have risen and fallen, but the Guiding Principles remain steadfast, watching the tides rise and fall."

Yamamoto put on a serious expression and said in a deep voice.

"During this period, Tsunayoshi also supported many noble forces. Since the establishment of the Gotei 13, countless officers and even captains have accepted the olive branches they extended."

"The same applies to the Liting Organization and the Ghost Path."

“The captain of the Ninth Division, Takeda Satoru, is one of them.”

Yamamoto raised his eyes and looked at Naraku Sora, who seemed to be deep in thought.