Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

She looked at Sasuke and said with certainty, "I can clearly feel that our souls are connected by an invisible thread."

She paused, then added, "Moreover, it seems that you have complete control over this line."

“I can feel your call and can choose whether to respond.”

"Can we choose to respond?" Sasuke asked, a knowing glint in his eyes.

That makes sense, since Yoruichi isn't a real summoning beast.

A contract is more of an "invitation" than a "command".

"but......"

Yoruichi's lips curled into a sly smile. "If it's your summons, Sasuke, I'm always ready to respond."

With a light leap, she landed back on Sasuke's shoulder, lightly brushing his cheek with the tip of her tail.

"So, our 'contract' is now officially complete?"

"Ah."

Kisuke Urahara watched closely from the side, his eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

"Oh my? This looks really interesting."

He walked over, fanning himself and wearing his usual smile.

He crouched down, poked the fading crimson magic circle on the ground with the ribs of his fan, then slowly raised his head and asked in a half-joking tone.

"Hey Yoruichi, Sasuke-kun, can I join this interesting 'game' too?"

Yoruichi was perched on Sasuke's shoulder, teasing his earlobe with the tip of her tail.

Upon hearing this, she lazily glanced at Kisuke Urahara, her cat-like eyes filled with mockery.

"Oh? Kisuke, you also want to be this brat's 'summoning beast'?"

Her voice was full of laughter, "I wouldn't mind having another companion."

"Oh my, Miss Yoruichi's way of speaking is so direct."

Urahara Kisuke chuckled dryly, completely ignoring her teasing, and stared intently at Sasuke. "Well, Sasuke-kun?"

"An extra contract might lead to a better understanding of this technique, which could potentially be helpful for our future research."

"what ever."

Sasuke did not refuse.

After all, having another point of reference does help in analyzing the essence of this technique.

"Thank you very much."

Kisuke Urahara clapped his hands happily and, mimicking Sasuke's earlier action, bit his thumb until it bled.

He walked up to the magic circle that had not yet completely dissipated, squatted down, and prepared to sign his name next to Yoruichi's.

However, the expected red light did not illuminate.

The drop of blood left only an ordinary bloodstain on the ground, completely out of place with the surrounding runes that were still emitting a faint glow.

"Ok?"

Kisuke Urahara's smile faltered slightly, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise. "That's strange, why not?"

Undeterred, he tried again, using every possible method to guide his spiritual power, but the result remained the same.

That magic array seemed to have some kind of natural aversion to him, and it was impossible to engrave his name into it.

"What a pity."

Kisuke Urahara shook his head helplessly, "As expected, Yoruichi-san is the special one."

Just then—

"Roar--!!!"

A roar filled with extreme pain and resentment suddenly erupted from the bottom of the deep pit without warning!

Immediately afterwards, an immense spiritual pressure surged into the sky from the deep pit!

"This spiritual pressure..."

Urahara's smile vanished, his expression turned serious, and he abruptly turned around, staring intently at the direction of the deep pit.

Chapter 92 Yoruichi: I want to see what I look like without clothes...

Within the deep pit, the immense spiritual pressure became increasingly chaotic and violent.

Kurosaki Ichigo's body convulsed violently, and the bone mask on his face, which had originally only been cracked, was spreading wildly all over his body at a visible speed.

The binding chains on his wrists made a cracking sound as they creaked under the strain, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

"I don't think it will work, manager."

Wo Ling Tiezhai, who had been on high alert, looked grave and leaped down, landing heavily at the bottom of the deep pit.

"I'm switching to the blocking mode," he announced in a deep voice.

He slammed his hands into the ground, and a massive spiritual pressure erupted from within him!

"Binding Spell Number Ninety-Nine, Second Number: Mantra Forbidden!"

"First song: Stop the tension!"

With his low shout, dozens of white bandages made of high-density spiritual particles appeared out of thin air, instantly binding Ichigo Kurosaki's body, which was about to go out of control, tightly in an attempt to suppress the rampaging Hollow power.

"Second Movement: Hundred-Link Bolt!"

Without pausing, Tiezhai formed hand seals again.

A dozen or so spiritual needles, shimmering with a ghostly green light, precisely pierced into various spiritual energy nodes in Ichigo's body, sealing off the flow of the violent energy within him.

"Hey, Tessai!"

At the edge of the deep pit, Hanakari Jinta looked at the familiar technique, lay down on the edge of the pit and shouted down, "If he takes that move, he's dead!"

Orihime Inoue's heart clenched instantly. She instinctively covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes. Unable to bear it, she turned her head away, unable to look at the cruel scene any longer.

Sasuke, standing beside her, showed an undisguised look of surprise on his face.

Binding Road No. 99...

This Binding Spell, which represents almost the highest level in Soul Society, was so easily executed by this seemingly ordinary man.

Just who is this guy?

"We had no other choice but to do this."

From within the deep pit, Tiezhai's voice came clearly, "If we don't suppress him, he'll reach his limit."

"We must eliminate him completely before he turns into a Hollow!"

He clasped his hands together abruptly, pouring all his spiritual pressure into the spell without reservation!

"Finale: Mantra Forbidden Great Seal!"

The sky seemed to be moved by this incantation.

A massive cube, composed of pure energy and covered with sealing runes, descended from the sky with an aura of overwhelming power, crashing down upon the bound Ichigo.

"This is the end," Tessai declared in a low voice, as if he could already see the final outcome.

However, just as that enormous seal was about to fall...

"Crack!"

The white bandages binding Ichigo suddenly and unexpectedly began to tear apart!

Immediately afterwards, a golden spiritual pressure erupted from Ichigo Kurosaki's body!

Golden light shot into the sky, like a waterfall flowing backwards, forcefully meeting the enormous seal that descended from the heavens!

Two extreme forces collided violently at the center of the pit, unleashing a blinding light.

"It looks like something's coming out!" Hanakari Jinta instinctively shielded his eyes with his arm, his voice filled with shock.

Almost the instant the light burst forth, Sasuke drew his "Takemikazuchi" sword from his waist, walked solemnly to the front of the pit, and stared intently at the center of the smoke-filled pit.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A figure stood silently on the ruins.

He was dressed in black shihaka and held a zanpakuto that was almost entirely made up of a hilt.

His face was covered by a grotesque yet primal white bone mask.

"Snapped."

A soft sound.

The figure slowly raised his hand and tapped his mask lightly with the hilt of his Zanpakuto.

"Snap—"

The hard bone mask shattered with a crack, revealing a familiar face beneath.

It's Ichigo Kurosaki.

He shook his head, seemingly still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Ichigo..."

Orihime Inoue gasped softly, her eyes filled with tears and joy, and she was about to rush forward.

But then he suddenly stopped, clenching his hands tightly in front of his chest, forcibly suppressing the impulse.

Kurosaki Ichigo slowly raised his hand, looking somewhat blankly at the Zanpakuto in his hand, which was almost entirely reduced to its hilt.

The blade had been completely severed by Sasuke earlier, leaving only a broken piece of the blade.

"hateful......"

He couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, his face filled with visible regret.

He naively believed that if he could regain the power of death, the sword would also be restored.