Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

However, it still has extremely high research value.

Aizen slowly put down the Mirror of the Enra, and casually threw several sealing spells on it, which not only imprisoned its power but also prevented outsiders from probing it.

Now, even if the Tsunayo family finds their way to the vicinity, they won't be able to discover the existence of Enrakyou.

Having done all this, Aizen raised his eyes:

"We've made some progress in our search for Arturo in Hueco Mundo."

"Let's pack up and prepare to head to Hueco Mundo."

Upon hearing this, Naraku's eyes lit up.

Chapter 100 Is Your Brain Circuit Normal?

A crisp snap of fingers rang out.

Inside Inazuma's laboratory, countless pieces of equipment sank into the ground, followed by huge instruments rising from beneath the floor. Countless cables were connected to each other, and steel was combined to build something resembling a "door".

An invisible fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from the instrument, causing the spiritual particles in the room to surge and intertwine.

The intricate incantations of the ghost path, paired with corresponding rituals, extend countless tiny branches from the runes, landing on the door.

In the silence, the door quietly opened, revealing pure darkness inside.

Naraku Sora, standing nearby, was dumbfounded, gaining a new understanding of Aizen's scientific research capabilities.

He participated in the experiments of Shutara Senjumaru more than once, and even took charge of some simple, foolproof operations.

Judging from appearances alone, Aizen's research is on par with Shutara Senjumaru's.

However, there is one difference: the experiments and research of Shutara Senjumaru were based on the labor of many Shinigami (death gods).

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Because most of his experiments were illicit and he didn't want to attract too much attention.

Therefore, the fact that he has achieved what he has can only be attributed to the fact that this person's intelligence is no less than his own.

Ignoring Naraku Sora, who was lost in thought beside him, Aizen knew even with a toe that the guy was up to no good. He gave him an annoyed look and continued:

"This interdimensional device was developed based on the Gates of Hell we saw last time."

"Unlike the normal version of the portal, it can open a passage to both the present world and Hueco Mundo at the same time, and establish coordinates using pyrotechnics."

"It will also be more stable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened to its limit, and several cracks appeared in the surrounding floor, as if it were under pressure beyond its limit.

Aizen frowned slightly, immediately realizing that the internal structure of the laboratory needed to be strengthened.

However, we'll discuss the specifics of the modifications when we get back.

"go!"

Aizen's body disappeared into the darkness, followed closely by Naraku Sora.

The moment I stepped through the door, it was pitch black all around, so dark that I couldn't see my hand in front of my face, and I could only make out a blurry outline of the person in front of me.

But soon, a large number of spirit particles gathered at their feet, and with a sharp sound like steel scraping against steel, the smooth and wide spirit particle path stretched straight forward.

It not only provided a path but also dispelled the darkness in the vicinity.

"The Boundary is a special dimensional space. Rather than saying that it connects the Three Realms, it is more accurate to say that the Three Realms are completely separated as a result, clearly distinct and not interfering with each other."

"This space is composed of multiple overlapping layers of discontinuous spaces, and most of the area is covered by the torrent of time, making it easy to get lost without guidance."

"In addition, there are 'Guliu' that hinder the movement of souls, as well as special life forms such as 'Gutu'. Once encountered, the only option is to run away."

"If you are not careful and get touched by it, it will be completely cleaned up like garbage."

Aizen walked quickly ahead, speaking without turning his head.

"Sometimes I even wonder whether the existence of the severance is innate or man-made."

"The former statement is somewhat untenable, because I have visited the boundary many times and found many traces that are not natural."

"But if it's the latter, then the existence of creating a rift is a bit too exaggerated."

Naraku grinned: "Then it can only be the Spirit King."

Aizen nodded in agreement.

Whether it's in the textbooks of the Spirit Arts Academy, the internal records of the Fifth Division, or the libraries of other divisions, the Soul King's feat of creating the world is mentioned.

However, the specifics of how it was done were not mentioned at all.

At first, Aizen thought those were just myths fabricated by the 46 Chambers of Shinigami to maintain order, but as he learned more, he gradually discovered something different.

The Spirit King is a real person.

Squad Zero was indeed established to protect the Soul King.

As for how to get to the Spirit King Palace, it is said to be in the hands of the five noble families, and perhaps Captain-Commander Yamamoto also knows something about it.

The two chatted idly for a while and soon arrived at the coordinates set by Aizen.

As the ritual unfolded, the incantations of the ghost path were chanted softly, and spiritual particles gathered to form a new door.

The sound of shattering broke the silence of the darkness, as if a digital signal had been interrupted and garbled, revealing countless pieces of pure white.

Two figures slowly walked out from there.

Naraku Sora looked at the scene before him with some surprise.

The night was deep, with a silver crescent moon hanging high in the sky, below which stretched an endless white desert.

The jagged, massive fissures crisscrossed amidst the swirling dust and sand, painting a magnificent, silvery-white picture.

At the edge of the field of vision are towering mountain ranges and deep canyons and ravines.

Despite having visited many times, Aizen still couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection) upon seeing this unchanging, magnificent scene:

"To date, the Shinigami have explored less than one percent of Hueco Mundo."

"Even though Hueco Mundo expeditions have been formed more than once in history, they still cannot conquer this vast silver sea."

Naraku Sora, however, became interested in the sand beneath her feet.

Gently grab a handful and let it slip through your fingers.

It is very smooth.

When Aizen looked over, he suddenly said:

"Sousuke, I remember the book once said that the sand in Hueco Mundo was actually formed from the spiritual particles of Hollow corpses."

"So, are we standing on a mass grave now?"

Aizen: "?"

What kind of thought process is this?

Would a normal person have such thoughts?

Ignoring the person who was acting crazy, Lara took out the Spirit Tracking Radar from his pocket and began to track Arturo's whereabouts.

The main purpose of coming to Hueco Mundo this time is to find Vasto Lorde, the Arrancar who has taken the initiative.

Aside from the fact that we can't let it continue to grow because of its abilities, I also want to try to capture it.

Both the Broken Face and the Vasto Lorde are of great research value, let alone the combination of the two.

Even after searching through all the records of Soul Society, I have never seen anything like it.

It can be said that Arturo will be the only Hollow he will be able to come into contact with, having evolved to its final form.

It would be such a shame to miss such an opportunity.

After Aizen adjusted the data, the symbol representing Arturo was not displayed on the spirit particle tracking radar.

But he wasn't in a hurry. Arturo had been spotted in this area before, and based on the previous times he had caught his trail, he knew he would be able to catch him again soon.

"This way."

Two figures rushed towards the direction where the crescent moon hung high.

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Meanwhile, somewhere in Hueco Mundo.

On the endless desert, two figures stood facing each other.

The heavy, sticky spiritual pressure was rampant, spreading in all directions, causing the soft white sand to become increasingly compacted and sink deeper.

"grim Reaper?"

A creature resembling an aberrant species opened its many eyes, staring curiously at the figure opposite it, and uttered a question.

His upper body was human, but his lower body resembled a pumpkin that had expanded countless times, covered with eyes, giving people a creepy feeling.

Even just looking at it directly can cause one's sanity to plummet, almost driving them to madness.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, the Great Void of the Strange Path shook its head:

"Although it looks like those Grim Reapers, judging from its spiritual pressure, it seems to be a Hollow."

"Could it be a new form of Hollow that we've never seen before?"

"State your name, you arrogant roadblock."

In the distance, on the white sand, a figure slowly walks towards them.

Long turquoise hair, a white outfit, a hollow white bone mask resembling a fish fin, and a pair of indifferent golden eyes.

"So much time has passed that even a powerful Hollow like yourself no longer knows my name?"

"How pathetic."

The aberrant Hollow nodded, and more than fifty eyes on its massive body slowly opened, their eerie gazes fixed ahead:

"Looks like a new form of Hollow."

"Then remember my name, the one who will kill and devour you."