Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

A roar from Yanlong of Ryudoji instantly detonated the valley, and dozens of retainers leaped up from his side, bursting out with vice-captain level spiritual pressure.

For a moment, the light was everywhere.

As a god of death who can survive in the Dangai, he has no shortcomings in either spiritual pressure or actual combat.

The deputy captain level is just the most basic.

With a flash of movement, a man holding a diamond-shaped heavy sword suddenly appeared in front of Sufeng. Under the stimulation of spiritual pressure, the heavy sword in his hand instantly expanded several times and smashed down like a giant pillar.

Until the attack approached, Sufeng still did not make any move.

Seeing this, Akane Shizuku closed her eyes in despair. She had already been aware of death, but it would be too tragic if it affected others because of her.

This god of death obviously doesn't need to die.

"I'm sorry, I got you into trouble..."

Bang!

The heavy sword broke into countless pieces in the violent collision, and the terrified head was smashed into the chest by a punch. Accompanied by the surging spiritual pressure, it exploded into blood flowers all over the sky in an instant.

The people of the Longtang Temple widened their eyes.

This was completely different from what was expected. Although Ryudoji Nishitani was not the strongest among them, he was considered to be of average level.

Even if he can't beat Captain Death, he shouldn't be blown into fireworks by one punch!

"There's something wrong with this guy!"

The retainers realized the seriousness of the situation, but at this point there was no way out.

What they did was extremely outrageous. Once discovered by Soul Society, it would surely attract more captains and Shinigami.

Only by killing this guy in front of him completely can the plan be carried out.

Thinking of this, everyone mustered up their courage again and burst out with unprecedented spiritual pressure, squeezing every bit of spiritual power in their bodies to the limit.

The surging waves almost completely swallowed Sufeng.

Then, without even a scream, he was blasted into fireworks by one man's punch. Blood mist floated in the sky, forming a unique landscape in the valley.

Yan Long of Longtang Temple looked at the blood mist floating in the sky in shock, almost unable to believe his eyes.

These retainers of his are already the elite among the elite.

Hundreds of years of training in the Broken World have allowed them to reach the level of vice-captain, and a few of them even have spiritual pressure levels above the third-level spiritual power.

In Soul Society a thousand years ago, this level of spiritual pressure was enough to make one a captain.

As captains, why was it easier to kill this monster with one punch than to kill other small fry? !

Are you kidding me? !

Yan Long of Longtang Temple was unexpectedly angry.

He couldn't understand why these five nobles, who were so high up on the world and had clearly enjoyed the convenience brought by power, could still possess such terrifying strength? !

Even the most powerful first-generation captains back then couldn't be like this guy, who could kill a captain with just one punch without even using his Zanpakutō, right?

Akane Shizuku was shocked and bewildered, unable to comprehend the scene before her.

She was just distracted for a moment, and the captain of the Shinigami team who called himself Tsunayashiro Sufu had already killed all the enemies.

Who the hell is this guy?!

Looking at Sufeng who was walking slowly towards him, Ryudoji Yanlong once again erupted with surging spiritual pressure, even abandoning Akane Shizuku beside him, and launched an attack towards the front with a roar.

He just opened the five fingers of his right hand, clenched them in the air, and several souls flew out from the valley, condensing into a double-edged sword.

Looking at these changes, Su Feng narrowed his eyes.

Using the soul-defeating weapon, the ability of the Zanpakutō? Or is it the uniqueness of Ryudoji Yanlong himself?

There is no shortage of Shinigami with special abilities.

Zanpakuto is not the only means of attack for the God of Death. Some geniuses like the Kidōshu can even release Kidō with low consumption.

This is the peculiarity of the soul.

In a sense, he can be classified as a Fullbringer among the Shinigami.

Sufeng once speculated that this group of so-called geniuses were also created by the power of the Spirit King.

Although they did not conduct an in-depth analysis of this, Kurotsuchi Mayuri and Yamada Seinosuke also agreed with Sufeng's idea.

And Yan Long from Longtang Temple is undoubtedly one of them.

After all, there are very few Zanpakutō lost in Dangai.

Just as he was thinking.

Yan Long of Longtang Temple launched an attack towards Sufeng. The majestic spiritual pressure mixed with the gathered souls floating from the Jiao Valley, and a brilliant light bloomed on the double-edged sword.

The extremely dark green even dyed the person himself green.

The sword pressure surged, splitting the dark sky over Jiaogu. The red ground cracked layer by layer, and countless piles of gravel and dust were swept into the howling wind.

The fusion of spiritual pressure and lack of soul produces a powerful effect where one plus one is greater than two.

Amidst the deafening roar, the attack of Yan Long of Longtang Temple had completely covered Sufeng. The air was filled with sharp explosion sounds, as if the space was shattered.

As Akaneshizu watched this scene, she felt even more fear in her heart.

Her memory was made up of countless soul fragments, including scenes of battles with the god of death. However, after searching through all the battle scenes, none could compare to the ultimate move of Yan Long of Longtang Temple.

Is it really going to end?

Tsunayashiro Sufu, I'm sorry for causing you trouble...

The hope that had just risen was completely shattered by this attack, and it seemed that there was no possibility of recovery.

However, at the moment when Sufeng's figure was swallowed up, a horrifying scene happened, and terrifying spiritual pressure erupted in the sky.

The heaven and earth seemed to be silent, and the extreme beam of light tore through the sky of the valley.

Behind the dimness is endless deep darkness.

The dazzling golden beam of light became the most brilliant light in the valley!

Yan Long of Longtang Temple's breathing stagnated, as if his heart had stopped. An incomprehensible scene happened.

Is this guy really a pure-blooded Grim Reaper? !

Under the dazzling beam of light, a simple straight punch was thrown out.

Instant roar·Xun Lei Wushuang·One bone!

boom--

The surging sword pressure was like glass hit by a sledgehammer, and it suddenly made a sharp explosion. A violent wind whistled and stirred, and the aftermath lingered and the air waves surged.

Huge concentric circles staggered across the sky, instantly collapsing the dense white rock walls in the distance and tearing apart the red earth below.

From the perspective of Yan Long of Longtang Temple, the plain and simple fist bones were infinitely magnified and occupied his world in an instant.

It was as if an invisible hand was squeezing my heart completely, and my breathing stopped.

Uncontrollable fear devoured his sanity, and even the light of his spiritual pressure was completely annihilated.

Death is at hand!

At that moment, Yan Long of Longtang Temple's experience of living in the broken world for nearly a thousand years restored a trace of sanity to him.

He resisted the overwhelming pressure and raised the double-edged sword in his hand, causing countless souls in the valley to swarm in and gather on the sword in an instant.

Deathly counterattack!

Ryuudouji Yanlong was unwilling to die like this. His great ideal had not yet been realized, the Soul Society had not yet been destroyed, and the Ryuudouji family had not yet become the ruler of the world again.

Never allow it!

With his white hair flying, Yan Long from Longtang Temple looked like a ferocious evil ghost. He rushed towards the straight punch and launched an attack with all his strength!

The next moment, the fist bone and the sword blade collided with each other, and the whole world seemed to be completely silent, even the whistling wind stopped.

Then--

The violent and surging light completely illuminated the valley, as if a sun was rising in the deep darkness, and the deafening sound of explosions filled and lingered.

The shock waves visible to the naked eye were surging wildly in all directions, and wherever they passed, there was smoke everywhere, as if a mushroom cloud was blooming in the valley!

After the dust was blown away by the strong wind, the body of Yan Long from Longtang Temple, who had been frozen in place, also appeared in the sky.

His facial features were distorted and his expression was filled with extreme unwillingness. Sticky blood plasma was overflowing from between his teeth, and his pupils were filled with blood, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to explode.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

"Why can you guys be so high and mighty while my Ryudoji family has to stay in this desolate world..."

Before he could finish his words, his entire body was turned into sand, with countless cracks appearing on it. The white sand that shattered into the sky was scattered throughout the broken valley.

"Why?"

Su Feng sneered disdainfully, "Why don't you go ask Yhwach why he is the son of the Soul King instead of talking nonsense to me here."

He fell from the sky and came in front of Akaneshizuku.

"My lost girl, will you choose to go with me, or go with me?"

Akaneshizu opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself, and was speechless for a moment.

Is there any difference between these two options?

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The girl's amber eyes were filled with apology, "I can't go with you. This space is still expanding. It won't be long before the real world and the Soul Society will collide because of it."

"By then, both worlds will be destroyed..."

Su Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to?"

"As the Bead of Thought, my power can put an end to all this."

Qian Shizuku lowered her eyes, as if she didn't want Sufeng to see the desire for life in her eyes, "I don't want to see the destruction of the world even more than I die."

"Thank you for coming to save me, but I may have to let you down."

"Sorry……"

From beginning to end, the girl never blamed anyone. She kept apologizing. Perhaps in her opinion, she was the source of this disaster.

"Foolish girl."

Sufeng sighed, feeling a little more distressed for the sensible Akane Shizuku.

He raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers together, and a sound of explosion appeared in the palm of his hand, and streams of air exploded.

"Look what this is?"

"Fist?" Akaneshizuku looked up blankly, puzzled.

"Wrong, very wrong."

Sufeng stretched out his big hand and unreasonably held the girl's slender waist in his arms. The howling wind lifted up the figures of the two of them, and his disdainful eyes looked around at the valley below that was constantly collapsing and expanding.

"This is……"

"The power to save the world!"

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Chapter 297: Middle-parting the Broken World, Shura in the Team House

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"save……"

"The power of the world?"

There was visible confusion in Akaneshizu's eyes, and she questioned Sufeng's words.

The strong wind lifted up the two of them, and under Akaneshizu's gaze, Sufeng took off the captain's haori and undressed his Shinigami suit.

A strong and perfect body appeared in front of the girl.

Immediately, the girl blushed and subconsciously covered her amber eyes with her hands.