Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Seeing the old man emerge from the rubble, Nai Luokong quickly extinguished the Thunder Roar Cannon that had been brewing, and eagerly went forward to massage the old man's shoulders.

"The teacher is incredibly powerful; such a minor injury is nothing to worry about."

Yamamoto gave him a disapproving look and said in a deep voice:

How did you figure that out?

Naraku Sora grinned:

"Everyone knows that Xianghe is incredibly talented and is invincible on the battlefield, almost without a match for him. But if you ask me, the truly invincible one is the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13."

"If you really want to carry out the execution, Xianghe won't be able to escape the team's quarters at all."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto's expression softened considerably.

"You said before that you could prove Xiu Mu Xiang He's innocence, where is the evidence?"

Naraku Sora shook his head: "Not yet."

"But teacher, do you really believe that Hibiki was behind the Zanpakuto disturbance?"

Yamamoto closed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "I don't believe it, but the fact that no two Zanpakuto are the same in Soul Society is an irrefutable ironclad rule."

"All indications suggest that the culprit is the Rotting Wood Echo River."

Naraku Sora said seriously, "What if I told you that there is a Zanpakuto in the world that can copy the abilities of other Zanpakuto?"

Yamamoto was stunned.

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Just as Seireitei was in chaos and the captains were busy quelling the battle, one person arrived directly below the Sōkyoku Hill.

Wu Zhu smashed through the mountain wall and entered the dark cave, following a path whose direction was indistinguishable, and continued forward.

They stopped in front of a wall covered with incantations of the demonic path.

He looked up at the towering wall, where the intricate incantations were dazzling. It would be extremely difficult to decipher them all, let alone break them.

Fortunately, he came prepared this time.

"As you instructed, sir, all you need to do is pierce this priest's sword into the wall to connect with the Destroyer King above and break the seal."

Gosuke plunged his blunt sword, covered in strange runes, into the wall. Instantly, countless demonic runes lit up briefly, emitting a soft cracking sound.

The seemingly indestructible seal crumbled little by little, revealing a figure bound by countless chains.

A head of long turquoise hair fell down, and on the upper right side of her face, there was a mask remnant that looked like a fish fin.

As the seal was broken, a heavy, viscous spiritual pressure slowly spread out, enveloping the entire cave in a suffocating sense of oppression.

The next moment, its yellow eyes, like those of a ferocious beast, suddenly opened in the darkness!

The pressure came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Gosuke frowned: "We finally managed to release you, is this how you treat your savior?"

A disdainful sneer rang out from the darkness.

"benefactor?"

The sealed being raised its head, and the chains binding it snapped and broke as fragments fell continuously.

"As a Shinigami, to release a great evil that nearly destroyed the Soul Society without authorization is a rebellious act. There must be something else going on. There's no need to waste words about seeking favors in return."

"The first thing I did after I got out was to take revenge on the guy who sealed me away."

Gosuke calmly watched the completely free figure and composedly replied:

"If you show your face in Soul Society now, you will be killed instantly, without any suspense whatsoever."

"Arturo Pratido, times have changed..."

Chapter 95 Who doesn't have a glorious past?

"It seems I've been sealed away for too long; the long passage of time has erased all traces I left in Soul Society."

Arturo slowly moved his stiff body, the sound of firecrackers echoing from his joints, and the free spirit particles in the atmosphere gathered together like a siphon.

Wu Zhu could even clearly hear the sound of flesh and blood growing.

"You juniors simply don't understand my true strength."

Arturo, like a shriveled sponge, absorbed spiritual particles from the air, his thin and withered body constantly filling up, and his aura growing stronger and stronger.

"If it weren't for the combined attack and trap set by several Grim Reapers back then, I would never have failed."

"I almost ruled the Soul Society."

Its yellow pupils stared intently at Gosuke in front of it, as if it were looking at a fine pastry.

"Since Lord Arturo is so confident, why don't you come with me?"

Gosuke lowered his gaze slightly, seemingly lowering his attitude in front of the other party, but his words showed no sign of yielding.

"I wonder, when Vasto Lorde, who nearly conquered Soul Society two thousand years ago, saw such a terrifying being, would he still be the same as he is now—"

"Making outrageous statements."

Arturo narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the unassuming man in front of him.

Judging from the spiritual energy contained in his body alone, it doesn't seem strong, so where does this inexplicable confidence come from?

Could it be that during the time he was sealed away, something incomprehensible happened in Soul Society?

Arturo put on the cloak that Gosuke threw over, carefully checked it with his ability, and then put it on his lean body.

Although he has only been free for a short time, he has already recovered most of his strength thanks to his ability to regenerate at the limit and absorb spiritual particles.

The two left the dark cave one after the other and officially arrived at the foot of Twin Phantom Hill.

Arturo stood on the grass, arms outstretched, quietly savoring the feeling of freedom.

After two thousand years, freedom was regained, and finally, the azure sky, green grass and earth, gentle breeze, and comforting warm sunshine were seen again, along with that—

An apocalyptic scene resembling an eruption of lava.

Arturo's expression froze. He stared wide-eyed at the edge of Seireitei, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

What is that?!

A towering pillar of fire rose from the ground, its surging heat waves churning wildly, turning a corner of the sky crimson, as if a sea of ​​fire were hanging upside down and pressing down.

A heatwave swept through, and the earth trembled, as if the end of the world had truly arrived.

Even from tens of kilometers away, one can still clearly feel the heat and dryness permeating the atmosphere.

"That is the power of the current Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, the culprit who sealed Lord Arturo away, and the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society at present—"

"Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni."

Seemingly sensing Arturo's thoughts, Gosuke gazed at the crimson sky and explained with deep emotion.

Arturo's pupils constricted sharply; he could hardly believe his ears.

That guy who almost lost to me two thousand years ago has now become this outrageous?

If you pay close attention, the heat emanating from the atmosphere is indeed exactly the same as the aura of Yamamoto Shigekuni back then.

However, compared to two thousand years ago, Yamamoto is probably more than a hundred times stronger now.

Arturo took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the hatred in his heart.

Let's postpone the revenge plan for now.

If we were to confront such an outrageous guy now, we would only end up in a worse situation than we did back then.

Follow your heart.

"Lord Arturo should understand what I said before now, right?"

Gosuke said calmly, "Compared to your era, the Soul Society is now full of powerful figures. You could easily be caught off guard and lose your life."

Arturo remained silent.

"Before you take revenge on Captain-Commander Yamamoto, restore your original power."

"Two thousand years of sealing have not only depleted your physical body, but also worn down your soul, haven't they?"

Gosuke spoke casually, as if he were describing something insignificant.

However, the subtle change in Arturo's expression suggests the truthfulness of his words.

"At the very least, we share the same goal."

"Let's go, don't keep the adults waiting too long."

Gosuke strode across the rubble on the ground and headed in the opposite direction from the Heavenly Fire Pillar.

Arturo watched his departing figure, a subtle glint in his eyes. He suppressed his complex emotions for a moment, thought for a few seconds, and then followed after him.

In this terrifying and unknown era, even the former king of Hueco Mundo needs to band together for warmth.

Shortly after the two left, ripples like silk appeared in the shadows under the trees not far away, and a barely perceptible ghostly light emanated, slowly revealing a black figure.

Behind the non-prescription glasses, a calm and unwavering gaze watched the figure disappear into the distance, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"There is no record of it. It seems I need to check the confidential files in the barracks."

"Fortunately, Hirako Shinji got beaten up badly by that guy, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome to access some highly classified documents."

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Yamamoto's expression was extremely serious.

"Kid, watch your words."

"If I find out you're lying, it won't be as simple as swinging your sword under the waterfall a million times."

Naraku patted his chest confidently and said, "Teacher, do I look like the kind of person who would deceive my elders?"

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