Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

With his heterochromatic eyes, he stared indifferently at Stark.

The originally violent, outward-leaning black and red aura around him now completely receded inward, transforming into a layer of flowing shadow that clung tightly to his body, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

next moment.

"Sizzle—!"

A sharp sound as if space was being torn apart.

Sasuke's figure disappeared from the spot.

Stark's pupils contracted sharply. Almost the instant Sasuke disappeared, his body reacted, activating the same technique and shifting several meters to the side.

However, this time, he was unable to completely avoid it.

A dark blade flashed like a shadow, leaving a thin bloodstain on his cheek.

Two figures transformed into two constantly colliding streaks of light above the sea of ​​sand, one pitch black and the other grayish-blue.

Each intersection was accompanied by a roar, tearing the sand beneath their feet and unleashing a terrifying sandstorm powerful enough to block out the moonlight.

"boom!"

After another fierce collision, the two figures finally separated, each landing on opposite ends of the sand dune.

A faint bloodstain appeared on Stark's body, and a serious look finally appeared in his gray-blue eyes.

On the other side, Sasuke also had a deep, bone-revealing claw mark on his left shoulder, and blood soaked through the upper part of his black clothes.

"..."

Sasuke didn't care about his injuries.

He looked down at the hideous wound on his shoulder.

Under the surge of dark red spiritual pressure, the wound visibly wriggled and healed at an astonishing speed.

This is the power of "emptiness".

Ultra-fast regeneration.

While it's far from being as monstrous as those high-level Hollows, it's more than enough to heal injuries of this level.

"I see......"

Stark, observing the strange changes in Sasuke, finally let out a soft sigh, "He looks a lot like the Arrancar, like Halibel and the others."

The only difference is that one is a Hollow form of the God of Death, and the other is a Hollow form of the God of Death.

Sasuke did not respond to his exclamation.

The ethereal state brings not only super-fast regeneration, but also a thrilling feeling of power filling the entire body.

He raised his heterochromatic eyes, and the fighting spirit in them grew even stronger.

not enough.

This level of exchange was far from enough to satisfy him!

Without further ado, Sasuke's figure transformed into a streak of black light once more, and the black flames on the blade of "Indra" in his hand surged once more!

But Stark did not dodge this time.

He also activated his Whirlwind attack, his gray-blue figure leaving blurry afterimages amidst the raging sandstorm, continuing their frenzied clashes.

In the very instant when the blades clashed once again.

"laugh--!"

Without warning, a ball of black flame erupted from the longsword in Sasuke's hand, almost coiling around Stark along the blade like a living venomous snake.

Stark's pupils contracted sharply, and he almost instinctively retreated.

"...This is a troublesome ability." Stark, who was retreating rapidly, had a troubled expression on his face. He raised his head and stared intently at Sasuke.

Clearly, Sasuke wouldn't give him any chance to catch his breath.

I said...

Sasuke's voice was hoarse and filled with pressure: "Let's finish this quickly."

The moment he finished speaking, the golden Sharingan with three tomoe deep within the eye socket of his mask suddenly shrank to a point.

A terrifying energy that made heaven and earth tremble began to gather wildly in his right eye, and a terrifying black beam of light with a scarlet core roared out from his eye!

Amaterasu flashes!

A Cero that is unique to him, incorporating the inextinguishable nature of "Indra"!

"cut......"

Faced with this attack, a genuine sense of seriousness finally appeared on Stark's usually languid face.

He stopped dodging and slowly raised his hands to his chest.

A similarly powerful spiritual pressure, but with a color as deep blue as the ocean, began to gather wildly in front of his chest.

"Cero!"

Black and blue, two beams of light representing ultimate destruction, collided violently on this desolate sea of ​​sand!

In that instant, the world lost all sound.

Immediately following was a terrifying light that could turn the entire world white.

"BOOM—BOOM—!!!"

A terrifying energy storm spread wildly in all directions from the two of them, forcefully lifting the sand sea beneath their feet dozens of meters high, forming a ring-shaped sand wall.

When the devastating storm finally subsided, only a huge crater nearly 100 meters in diameter remained.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Sasuke knelt on the edge of the pit, breathing heavily. A thin crack appeared on the half of his pale, bone mask.

He looked up and gazed at the other end of the pit.

Stark's figure remained standing, but his white coat was now torn in several places, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Still not working?

Sasuke's eyes deepened at that moment.

Even in its "hollowed-out" state, it unleashes its strongest Cero...

They still couldn't gain any advantage over this man who hadn't yet "retired."

"..."

Sasuke slowly clenched his fist, wanting to achieve true victory here...

He slowly closed his heterochromatic eyes, suppressing all the anxiety and resentment in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, all that remained in them was a cold, resolute determination.

"At the end of hatred..."

A spiritual pressure greater than ever before erupted from Sasuke's body, the sound like a lament from the depths of hell, echoing in the desolate sea of ​​sand.

"...to return all things to nothingness—"

After sensing the aura emanating from Sasuke, Stark's expression grew even more serious.

He could clearly feel the surrounding spiritual particles frantically converging towards that small figure.

"Arrancar Indra!"

With this final announcement, Sasuke's form underwent another earth-shattering change!

On the Death Knight Armor made of black flames, layers of pale white, exoskeleton-like armor emerged menacingly from his limbs and chest, with even grotesque bone spurs extending from his shoulder blades like wings.

The already shattered mask on his right cheek became even thicker and more ferocious, with two scarlet lines, like blood tears, extending from beneath his golden beastly eyes all the way to his chin.

The jet-black "Indra" longsword in his hand completely dissolved in a silent hum, turning into a ball of "Primordial Black Flame" that kept flowing on his right arm, filled with an aura of ominousness and destruction.

Each pulse creates subtle ripples in the surrounding space.

"Naruo Tianyue."

Sasuke simply murmured something softly.

In the next instant, the already broken and cold moon in Hueco Mundo was completely swallowed up by an endless expanse of blood!

The whole world was dyed an ominous crimson.

Above the sky, a crimson moon, seemingly weeping blood, hung high in the heavens, with countless burning embers of black flames drifting silently from the blood moon like sorrowful snowflakes.

"What's this?"

In the distance, Harribel and the others felt as if their souls were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand the moment they were enveloped in the blood-red moonlight, making even the flow of their spiritual pressure incredibly sluggish and difficult.

They felt their "connection" to the world being forcibly stripped away by this blood-red sky.

At the heart of this realm, Stark's experience was even more acute.

He raised his head and looked at the figure bathed in the blood moon, his body engulfed in black flames, a complex emotion in his eyes.

"..."

Stark slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He looked at Sasuke's heterochromatic eyes, which burned with madness and determination, and gave an extremely helpless bitter smile.

"Really..."

His voice was a little hoarse. "I was hoping to finish this quickly and take a little longer to relax."

He slowly turned around and softly called out to the sandy area behind him.

"Hey, Lilynette."

A petite figure slowly emerged from behind Stark.

Sasuke's eyes widened in surprise. Why call this guy here at a time like this? To send him to his death?

"I just can't do anything with you, Stark."

Lilyne complained, but still stepped forward without hesitation.

Stark didn't say anything more, but simply placed his palm gently on Lilynette's head.