Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"At this hour, there are still nobles who dare to visit me?"

Because of his daily self-discipline tasks, he showed no mercy when attacking the nobles. Over the past few decades, nearly half of the nobles had broken bones by the soldiers of the 9th Squad.

Even the Tsunayashiro, Kuchiki, and Shihouin families could not escape the disaster.

Only the few nobles from the Shiba family were not targeted by Sufeng.

However, during the invasion of Seireitei, all of the Shiba family except Shiba Michiko went to the Maou Underground Prison.

Although their intentions were correct, they still violated the laws of Soul Society and caused considerable turmoil in Soul Society.

It is reasonable to detain him for a period of time.

Out of curiosity, Sufeng went straight to his exclusive tea room.

Under the arrangement of Yamada Hanatarō, two people were already sitting at the tea table, waiting for his return.

She was wearing a light black aristocratic costume with a white luxurious coat lining. She wore star-pulling clamps of different styles on her temples, and her temperament was very elegant.

"Nice to meet you again, Your Excellency Sufeng."

Noticing Sufeng's arrival, the two of them hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully.

As they were all one of the five great nobles, there was no need for them to be so respectful, but Soul Society was a place where fists had everything.

Even though they have been isolated for many years and have no communication with the outside world, they still know about the series of major events that Sufeng has done in Soul Society.

What's more, they came here with a request, so it's normal to be respectful.

"Prison crime?" Su Feng frowned, with an ominous premonition inexplicably rising in his heart, "Don't tell me that hell is out of control again!"

Hearing this, Yuzui Takashi raised his head, a bitter smile appeared on his fair face:

"You guessed it."

"Three days ago, the gate of Hell was shaken, and several dead people with uncertain identities escaped from it and appeared running around in various worlds."

"It could be Soul Society, it could be Hueco Mundo, or it could be the real world..."

"We thought we could use the Hell's Gate to double-seal this, but it turns out we were terribly wrong."

"The entire power of the Gate of Hell is used to block the exit of Hell. It is completely powerless to retrieve the dead who have escaped."

Sufeng frowned. Aizen's issue had not been resolved yet, and now a big problem had arisen in Hell.

It's really like when it rains, it pours. The ship is late and encounters headwinds.

"We came here mainly to inform you."

Yuzui Takashi said respectfully, "Please be careful with those who died. They are no longer the same people as they were when they were alive."

"Don't judge them by common sense..."

Su Feng suddenly interrupted: "If we find them, what should we do with these so-called 'dead' people?"

Hearing this question, Yuzui Takashi was also stunned.

When he left the prison, no one told him what to do.

"Well, how about you do it?" he said cautiously.

Su Feng's mouth twitched. It turned out that this prison family only cared about killing and not burying. Once the gate of hell was opened, his claws were numb and he had no way out.

"I understand." He nodded slowly and ordered in a deep voice, "Take good care of the Gate of Hell. At least the identity of the deceased who escaped from it must be determined, so that we can have a targeted approach when the time comes."

In response to Sufeng's instructions, Yuzui Takashi said that he would keep it in mind and would certainly inform all members of the Yuzui family when he returned.

After the two left, Sufeng reflected on his thoughts and finally called Yamamoto Genryusai's message machine.

"Moshimoshi, old man!"

"It's not about your photo album. It has nothing to do with the photo album!"

"Hell, does hell know?"

"There's a big problem. Several unidentified dead people have escaped!"

Yamamoto Genryusai hung up the message machine in a trance, with a look of confusion on his face.

After Sufeng explained to him the urgency of the situation, he was completely immersed in memories of the past.

Amid the pervasive smell of burnt sweet potatoes, a low, hoarse voice slowly rang out:

"The dead..."

……

……

After hanging up the call, Sufeng drank the Yuyi tea in the cup, then left the tea room and went to find Dao Yugen Aura, who had stayed in the team barracks not long ago.

As a very critical part of his plan, Dao Hane Aura's loyalty is still very important.

"Lord Captain."

Aula had the same indifferent expression as when they first met, and he didn't seem to like anything, not even Sufeng.

Looking at the young girl in front of him who had a bit of a domineering aura, Sufeng stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

The next moment, a figure with extremely high sexual aura fell from the sky.

"Dear Lord Sufeng, what can I do for you?"

"Little Bumby will faithfully carry out your every command!"

Bumby suddenly appeared in a black Shinigami costume with waist-length hair. The hem of her clothes was transformed into a miniskirt. Her overall outfit was still roughly the same as when she was a Quincy, only the color had changed.

And according to someone's preference, the pair of plump thighs were also covered with black stockings, leaving a circle of flesh marks.

Under the joint training of Soi-Fong and Su-Feng, Bambietta was immersed in pleasure and completely forgot her duties as a member of the Stern Cross Knights. And under the control of drugs, there was no need to worry about her loyalty.

"She is Aura Dohane, the Fullbringer."

Su Feng instructed, "For some reason, she lacks interest in worldly things, so she will be in your care for the time being."

"You must change her current situation and make Aura like something. It would be best if it's something like you..."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Bambietta suddenly saluted, and suddenly her body trembled.

Looking at the girl beside him, for some reason, Dao Hane Aura suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and an inexplicable chill began to grow in his heart...

Chapter 281 The dead return to kill!

After explaining everything, Sufeng still felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

In his opinion, the crisis of Hell's turmoil is far more brutal than that of Aizen Sosuke and Yhwach.

Regarding the first two, at least he knew some information.

However, our understanding of hell is limited to the narratives of the Yukushin family and the family records of the Tsunayashiro family.

And the content is pitifully small.

More importantly, the three realms are still under the will of the Spirit King, while hell is more like a lawless area.

Anyone who has committed a serious crime, or any being above the third level of spiritual power, will fall into that hell after death.

From the time when the Spirit King opened up the Three Realms to the present day, a million years have passed.

How many criminals are there among them, and how many dead people have spiritual power above the third level? I’m afraid even Ichibei of the Military Lord Department doesn’t know clearly?

The purpose of Aizen Sosuke and Yhwach is very clear.

The former is dissatisfied with the existing system of Soul Society and the inaction of the Soul King, and attempts to sit on the throne in the sky as a god.

The latter, out of fear of death, hopes that the world will return to a state of chaos, allowing the three separated realms to merge into one again, and fall into a world where there is no life or death, no progress, and no regression.

But the existence of hell is more like a scale.

The three realms are on this side, and hell is on that side.

If the balance is stable, then everything is fine.

But once the balance is broken, Sufeng can't even guess what the world will become.

Because of the lack of intelligence about hell.

"Sure enough, the power of an individual has its limits."

Sufeng sighed, turned around and left the 9th Squad’s barracks, preparing to go to the Technology Development Bureau again.

As for hell, it is far from enough to rely solely on the prison families to take care of it.

If science can provide certain conveniences, tracing the wind would be much less troublesome.

Just as he was walking on the street thinking, black liquid inexplicably appeared in the silent air, floating in the air like bubbles, and gradually filled the entire street.

The black liquid piled up and squeezed, filling the front, the sky, and the ground like countless fish eggs.

"This is……"

Sufeng stopped and frowned, staring at the black liquid covering the sky. Even though he possessed the spiritual pressure of a transcendent and his affinity for spirit particles far exceeded that of ordinary death god captains, he was unable to distinguish the specific structure of the black liquid.

It's like an existence that is completely beyond cognition.

"Phosphorus."

At the end of the street, a powerful and repetitive sound echoed, and black liquid floated to both sides, revealing a passage.

As the footsteps got closer, Sufeng could see clearly the person who was coming.

His huge and sturdy body was covered with a wide white feather robe with a red background. On his smooth head, he wore round glasses as decoration. The area where his lips should have been was replaced by a circle of golden teeth. He looked very scary.

Through the lining of the Death Tyrant suit, one can vaguely see his rock-like muscles, and at the waist and hem of the clothes, several black chains are wrapped around him, further highlighting his somewhat weird posture.

Black liquid lingered around his body, as if this thing only existed because of him.

The moment he saw this man, Sufeng dared to use Yamamoto Genryusai's bald head to guarantee that he had never seen this person in the Gotei 13.

"Are you my successor?"

The golden teeth on the outside opened, and a ferocious blood-red flashed in the mouth. "It's so weak to the extreme. Can you really protect the Soul Society like this?"

"Successor? Protecting Soul Society?"

Su Feng frowned, "Are you Kumen Igetetsu? The captain of the 9th Division of the first Gotei 13?"

"Hahahaha, I knew this name would be remembered by future generations. The rolling wheels of history cannot cover up my great achievements."

The glasses on Jiumen Jingyantie's nose reflected a strange light, and the golden teeth on the outside became even brighter:

"I have always wanted to meet the current captain of the 9th Division."

"Tell me your name, junior, and I will give you a dignified death!"

As he spoke, he had already pulled out his Zanpakuto, which was glowing with cold light, from the black chain around his waist.

Unlike the standard swords we know, the Zanpakutō he holds has no guard and is completely black.

It's more like a blade than a knife.

The surging spiritual pressure exploded violently, as if the sea water was pouring back, the sky was collapsing, and the tremendous pressure descended upon the streets.

In an instant, dust rolled up in the street, large pieces of dust were squeezed out by the surging black liquid, and the air was pushed to both sides with a huge momentum, like a herd of cattle galloping past.

"The dead who fell into hell actually still have such strength."

Sufeng seemed unaware of the pressure on him. Tairuo commented naturally, "I'm curious about how you escaped from hell and what your purpose is in coming to the world of the living."

"But judging from your appearance, you seem to be a tough guy."

"I have heard of the reputation of the first Gotei 13."

"They are a group of assassins who use the name of the Gotei to kill people."

"You probably won't be able to tell me the answer just by asking, so..."

Under the astonished gaze of Kumen Jing Entetsu, Sufeng took off his outer captain's haori and inner death suit, revealing his strong and perfect body under the sunlight.

"I will capture you myself, and then force you to give the answers I want."

"Guhahahaha!"

Jiumen Jingyantie laughed wildly, and his golden teeth and the blood in his mouth looked particularly hideous and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.