Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

This is what the monk referred to as the spirit king's body with self-awareness.

Sasuke drew his sword, and from the hilt at the end, the sword disintegrated into tiny purple particles that formed streaks of black flame.

"Tell me, what is your relationship with the Spirit King?"

This sudden question made Valkyrie pause in his movements.

"Has it been discovered?"

Gerald's voice was like thunder, yet it carried a hint of frustration: "Even though I deliberately concealed my brilliance, you still managed to catch a whiff of it."

"This was my mistake."

He lowered his head, his tone fervent.

"As for who I am, and what connection I have with that old matter..."

"You don't need to know, nor are you worthy of knowing."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a surge of black flames erupted, engulfing Valkyrie's body.

Sasuke waved his hand, and the black flames began to strangle him.

"It's no use! I told you, the damage will only make me stronger!"

"You said you would bring us despair."

"So what now?"

The black flames annihilated Valkyrie's skin, leaving only a shallow layer. Following the muscle texture and blood vessel gaps, they burrowed into his body, devouring his internal organs, gnawing and destroying them.

Kidneys, liver, heart...

These things were all pulverized at the same time.

Death followed and befell Valkyrie.

His aura vanished, and his spiritual pressure dissipated in an instant.

The enormous body crashed to the ground, kicking up waves of dust and leaving a human-shaped outline.

Sasuke withdrew his hand, and the black flames re-emerged, intertwining, swirling, and settling on his arm like a pitch-black raven.

His gaze fell on the group of Quincy in the distance, who were already dumbfounded.

"Now, it is time for you, the remaining people, to prove your worth."

“Speak, tell me everything you know about the ‘Invisible Empire’.”

"Only prisoners of value deserve to live."

Sasuke raised his hand, and the black flame crow on his arm flapped its wings slightly, exuding a dangerous aura.

"If you cannot provide intelligence that proves your worth..."

"Then, you can only prove your value as 'nourishment' with your lives."

"Hee hee hee......"

Szayelaporro peeked out from behind the dune, his eyes gleaming with a twisted light.

"Lord Sasuke, please be sure to hand over those useless guys to me. I've been eager to study the body structure of Quincy for a long time."

Szayelaporro rubbed his hands together excitedly, his voice trembling slightly.

"If we could dissect them and analyze them bit by bit... ah, just thinking about it makes me tremble with excitement!"

But those wearing masks made no comment.

Sasuke stared at them for a long time.

"In that case, there's no need to waste time."

"You can clean up the rest."

"Leave no one alive."

"Understood!" Grimmjow couldn't contain himself and grinned as he charged forward.

Just then, a deep voice suddenly rang out behind Sasuke.

"So you think I'm already dead?"

"?!"

The Espada, who were about to make their move, froze and looked at the huge pit.

Sasuke paused, his brow furrowing slightly as he looked at the fluctuating, increasingly powerful spiritual pressure.

It's Valkyrie.

Sasuke completely destroyed his internal organs and devoured his spiritual particles, leaving no trace of his physical body. No one could have survived without him.

Not to mention becoming more powerful.

"call......"

Gerald exhaled a scorching breath and looked down at Sasuke.

"I haven't introduced you yet, have I? Uchiha Sasuke."

As he spoke, spiritual energy surged wildly across his bare upper body, condensing into dense black lines.

Those lines, like ancient totems, were imprinted on his skin, radiating a chilling sense of oppression.

“I am the embodiment of 'miracle'.”

Gerrard opened his arms wide, his voice resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"His Majesty bestowed upon me the sacred script 'M'—The Miracle!"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. So this power is called Sacred Script?

Of all the power that the Spirit King bestowed upon him, the most essential one seems to be this very power.

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Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly.

Holy script...

This was the first time he had heard this term, and the nature of that power operation felt strangely familiar to him.

The most essential part of the power that the Spirit King bestowed upon him seems to be this power known as "the sacred script."

This power has a name similar to that of a miracle.

"Isn't coming back from the dead a miracle?"

Valkyrie looked at the silent Sasuke, grinned, her eyes shining brightly, and opened her arms wide. "Because it's a miracle, I've been resurrected."

Wings spread out behind him.

Radiant and dazzling, at that moment, he seemed to have truly transformed into an angel descended to earth.

As the light converged, he clenched his right hand in the air, and the "Sword of Hope," which Sasuke had crushed, reformed and became even more dazzling than before.

With a clench of his left hand, he grasped the shield, which resembled the sun.

"The power called Indra?" Valkyrie's voice was excited and her tone sharp. "These are the abilities you have already demonstrated."

"If that's all you've got, then you're really boring, Uchiha Sasuke!"

"This level of despair is not enough to make the 'miracle' shine its brightest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword high and brought it down heavily.

Sasuke's eyes remained calm. He brought his index and middle fingers together, and countless streams of dark fire transformed into a massive black curtain, meeting the gleaming greatsword.

The sword ultimately failed to strike.

Valkyrie's wrist was swallowed by "Indra" and severed in the middle.

With a snap.

His right hand, along with the sword of hope he held, fell down.

And this is just the beginning.

The Black Flame continued its fierce attack.

This form of Valkyrie, compared to the previous one, may seem to have only changed on the surface with some added textures, but the actual changes are significant.

But these patterns bring him strength and a vibrant life force.

Indra was dissolving his flesh and blood.

He is still trying to use his own power to heal his injuries and gain even greater strength.

The idea was excellent, and the results were even outstanding.

But Indra’s power came swiftly and fiercely, instantly stripping away the skin, devouring the muscles and blood vessels, and in the blink of an eye, only bones remained.

Sasuke showed no mercy.

Bones, and even spiritual particles, were completely crushed in the fierce wind.

The wind blows.

Where Gerrard had stood, only a small patch of silvery-gray powder remained, drifting in the wind.

Sasuke stared coldly at the deep crater that had been created by the pressure.

Even if one could be brought back to life.

Even the body has been completely destroyed; it can't possibly be brought back to life.

But if that guy wasn't exaggerating and he was the embodiment of "miracle," then even if he were shattered to pieces, being able to come back to life would be an even greater miracle than "resurrection."

The Espada stared blankly at this scene, their expressions equally solemn.

"Is that monster really dead?" Apache swallowed hard.

“There’s not even a trace left, so it must be dead, right?” Mila Rhodes said uncertainly.

Sasuke continued to stare intently at the deep pit. The giant had indeed disappeared, and even his spiritual pressure had completely returned to zero.