You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Yuuki previously used data obtained from Iori to reverse engineer and recreate the Hollowfication technology, thus gaining a more concrete understanding and impression of the concept of "breaking boundaries," and successfully completed the Hogyoku, which symbolizes "evolution."

Of course, there are some coincidences involved. For example, the Hogyoku inexplicably experienced a series of self-completion phenomena, which greatly accelerated Yuuki's progress.

But Yuuki didn't suspect there was something wrong with it, because research is full of surprises, and countless great discoveries in human history have been inspired by this.

Therefore, what she has now can be described as the "Perfect Hogyoku," which is a step further than that scheming man in a certain timeline.

This Hogyoku perfectly met her requirements, which is why Yuuki was so confident in launching this event... but she didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain!

Originally, she only came to the Twelfth Division to find something to relieve her boredom during the waiting period. But luck really comes when you least expect it, and she actually discovered Kisuke Urahara's research. Moreover, the semi-finished product is similar in nature to the Hogyoku, and since they both used the Soul King fragments she accidentally obtained as their core, they can be said to be of the same origin.

This made Yuuki, a perfectionist, restless. Although her creation was already close to perfection, who wouldn't want to take it a step further? So, she was already studying how to incorporate that half-finished product into it.

The device slowly rotated in her palm, its internal spiritual particles shimmering like a galaxy. This was the most crucial part of her plan, a treasure she had finally obtained after years of painstaking effort.

A sudden commotion came from outside the door. Yuki frowned slightly as the office door was suddenly pushed open.

"Captain! Emergency!"

A team member rushed in, panting, but after looking around, he had a look of realization. "Oh yeah, the captain is already... tsk!"

After realizing what had happened, the man gritted his teeth, turned around, and left with a belly full of anger.

Yuki stood less than a meter in front of him, yet was ignored as if she were invisible. She calmly adjusted her cuffs, walked past the team members, and left the office.

"very soon……"

She spoke softly, it was unclear who she was speaking to...

"Wait for me, Iori. Once I ascend the throne, I will give you a truly perfect world, and we—"

……

Deep within the Fourth Division's barracks, a triangular barrier emitted a ghostly blue light.

Unohana Retsu floated silently in the center of the barrier, her eyes closed, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, and layers of binding runes wrapped around her body like chains, completely isolating her from the outside world—this should have been an absolute seal that even consciousness could not maintain.

However, at that moment, those tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"What an unpleasant trick."

Her voice was low and cold, completely different from her usual gentle tone. Her originally dark pupils gleamed with a dangerous blue spiritual light in the darkness, and her right hand, covered in bone armor, slowly rose, her fingertips lightly touching the inner wall of the barrier.

Click——!

The faint cracking sound was exceptionally clear in the silent room. A small crack appeared on the surface of the barrier, which then spread rapidly like a spider web.

Unohana's lips curled into a cold smile, and her five fingers suddenly clenched!

boom!

The barrier shattered instantly, and fragments of spiritual particles scattered like snowflakes, landing lightly on the ground before disappearing without a trace.

"Use the binding spells I taught you to trap me?"

She looked around, her gaze sweeping over the complex sealing runes on the wall. "Naive."

She had specifically set up this room with the possibility of accommodating some special patients in mind, and she was well aware of any flaws in it.

Hurried footsteps came from outside the door, clearly indicating that the broken barrier had alerted the guards.

Unohana, however, remained completely unperturbed. Instead, she calmly tidied her disheveled hair and retied it into a ponytail. The moment the door was pushed open, she had vanished.

"What's going on? What happened to the barrier—"

The team member who rushed in collapsed limply before he could finish speaking. Unohana's figure appeared behind him, a trace of spiritual pressure still lingering at her fingertips.

"Go to sleep."

She spoke softly, her gaze drifting towards the depths of the corridor, "Next..."

Her figure vanished again, moving like a ghost through the intricate corridors of the Fourth Division. Guards might lurk behind every corner and every door, yet no one could find a trace of her.

This is the power of the original Kenpachi—even when she was corrupted by Hollowfication and her spiritual pressure was greatly suppressed, she was still the one who made the entire Soul Society tremble.

Soon, she arrived at the room where Ukitake Jushiro was imprisoned. The seal on the door was more complex than hers, with layers of Kido runes radiating a dangerous light.

"Ah……"

Unohana chuckled softly, a wisp of spiritual pressure gathering at her fingertips. "Release!"

The spiritual pressure snaked through the air, silently breaking the seal. One by one, the meticulously designed runes extinguished, and finally, the heavy iron door slid open without a sound.

Inside the room, Jushiro Ukitake was bound in mid-air by dozens of chains, the writhing fleshy tentacles on his chest fixed by a special spirit particle suppressor. His head was lowered, his long silver hair obscuring his face, making him appear lifeless.

"Captain Ukitake."

Unohana walked up to him, her voice regaining its usual gentleness, "It's time to wake up."

Ukitake's body trembled slightly as he slowly raised his head. When he saw who it was, his cloudy eyes widened instantly: "Captain Unohana? What are you doing here..."

"Time is of the essence, remember quickly."

Unohana interrupted his question, lightly tapping the suppressor on his chest with her finger, "What's locked up here now is just a spirit corpse."

"A spirit body?"

Fu Zhu's pupils contracted sharply as a torrent of information exploded into his mind.

"..."

"It seems you have remembered."

"yes……"

Ukitake shook his head, a bitter smile appearing on his lips, and for a moment his eyes lit up with blue spiritual energy waves, just like Unohana's.

—That's right, both of them are spirit remains.

When Unohana was captured, she couldn't explain how she was made into a Hollow. The same was true for Jushiro Ukitake and Kiryu Hikifune. But this wasn't because the enemy was too cunning; rather, it was because their own memories were restricted!

They all believed themselves to be the original, but in reality, they were just spirit remains created by Yuuki, programmed to only revive at the right time, and their incomplete memories would be filled in.

Zheng!

With a flick of her fingertips, Unohana unleashed an invisible sword aura that severed everything that could be called a constraint.

"Can we move?"

Ukitake flexed his wrists: "Barely manageable. But what about Captain Hikifune..."

"go together."

Unohana turned and walked towards the door, her bone armor gleaming coldly under the light. "This is the first time I've acted here as an 'enemy'."

……

Deep within a certain valley of the broken boundary, the rules of time and space are distorted. Jushiro Ukitake leans against a jagged rock, his chest rising and falling slightly. His shihaka armor is already tattered—marks left from the chaotic battle that just occurred.

However, as if he had foreseen this outcome, he had put away the separate haori in advance, so that even if he was naked, he could still take out the haori and uphold the dignity of Seireitei.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto would surely feel immense satisfaction seeing his beloved student wrapped in a complete captain's haori, completely naked.

...Wait, doesn't that sound a bit perverted?

"It's been...three days already."

He looked up at the gray sky, where there was no sun, only constantly flowing chaotic particles. "I still can't find an exit."

Not far away, Unohana Retsu was sitting cross-legged on a fairly flat stone slab. Hearing Ukitake's words, she slowly opened her eyes: "The flow of time here is different from the outside world. Although it's not as exaggerated as the Descent of Time, the flow of time in this Valley is very fast. What is three days for us may only be a quarter of an hour in Seireitei."

Ukitake coughed twice with a wry smile: "It's ironic that the three of us captains are trapped in a place like this."

"We didn't bring anything with us, and I can't exactly break through the dimensional gate with my bare hands~"

Kiryuu suddenly appeared out of nowhere, saying, "Back then, I was ambushed by someone close to me within the Broken Realm, and in no time I ended up in this place..."

"The person next to me... is probably impersonating me by some means."

Looking back now, why did we chase the enemy all the way into the rift? It was obviously a trap!

"My vice-captain chased after him; I had no choice."

Unohana shook her head.

Upon hearing this, both Ukitake and Kiryuki were stunned.

They came in to save people... This!

Someone's up to no good!

……

Meanwhile, at the First Squad barracks.

Chojiro Sasaki, carrying a tea tray, gently pushed open the door to the Captain-Commander's office. Inside, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto stood with his back to the door, gazing at a calligraphy scroll on the wall.

"Captain."

"Your tea," said Quebu softly.

Yamamoto did not turn around, but simply nodded slightly.

As the spittoonist placed the tea tray on the table and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a burning sensation—

"boom!"

The flames of Ryujin Jakka instantly engulfed him!

Yamamoto slowly turned around, his eyes icy cold: "The Sparrow Clan wouldn't harbor any ill will towards me..."

"when will you……"

"Humph!"

Just before turning to ashes, a flash of blue lightning appeared in the eyes of the Sparrow.

He gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, and a surge of intense spiritual pressure erupted into the sky: "How dare you! You actually come to my doorstep! Do you really think I won't kill you?!"

Chapter 584 Yamamoto under siege.

The Seireitei was thrown into chaos, with many Shinigami replaced by spirit corpses, making them indistinguishable from one another.

Yamamoto was furious, but he didn't have a good solution. This kind of thing was impossible to defend against, so he could only tell his men to be more careful and raise the security level. What bothered him even more was that his capable men were isolated due to their Hollowfication and were currently useless.

Otherwise, if the four high-level combatants, Shunsui, Ukitake, Ueno Hana, and Hikifune Kiryu, were deployed into the chaos, it would definitely greatly improve the situation.

Unlike now—

Small-scale battles have been taking place continuously within the Seireitei for several days, threatening to escalate the situation and leaving the captains in a state of utter chaos.

Fortunately, although the old captains had problems, the two new generation captains, Aizen Iori and Kuchiki Sōjun, took the lead. With these two as the core, the members of the squad, whether from Rukongai or noble families, were able to unite, greatly improving combat efficiency and managing to maintain basic stability with limited manpower.

Especially Iori, who had just experienced the pain of losing a loved one, was not defeated by grief. He quickly cheered up and, as if to numb himself with high-intensity work, rescued the Thirteenth Squad from chaos by handling every detail properly.

At the same time, he also proposed a solution to Room 46:

Withdraw the troops from the void.

The reason is that although the mastermind collected the spiritual information of the thirteen teams to create the spirit remains, the spirit remains only replicated the "state when the spiritual information was left behind", including memories and spiritual pressure.

The spirit remains that have appeared so far are basically identical to the original owners, and there are no flaws in their speech and actions. Therefore, it can be confirmed that the black hand has collected the "latest version" of spirit information.

The Hueco Mundo forces haven't returned for a long time. This fresh force, led by Rei, is no weaker than an entire squad in terms of combat strength, and the possibility of them being replaced by spirit corpses is extremely small. They can be used as a purge force.

This is undoubtedly a reasonable and effective suggestion.

However, Chamber 46 considered Iori's influence on the unit, and the increased influence Iori had within the 13th Division after Hyori's return—he himself now effectively controlled at least three divisions.

Because of their apprehension, the 46th Chamber has not yet passed a resolution.

At this critical moment for the Seireitei, such petty and malicious behavior has naturally attracted huge controversy, and the Forty-Six Chambers have split into multiple factions, making the situation quite lively.

Iori was naturally heartbroken by this situation—at least that's how it appeared to be.

……

The sky over Seireitei was so gloomy it seemed to weigh down the entire city. The once orderly streets were now littered with the marks of battle.

The walls were charred black, the ground cracked, and bloodstains were congealed. Tension and unease filled the air, and a new conflict could erupt at any corner.

The total combat power of the spirit skeletons is not scary, but it's like the game of Werewolf. Who knows if your teammates who are fighting bravely against the enemy back to back will suddenly turn into evil spirits?

With everyone on edge, tensions rose within Team Thirteen, and the negative impact was even greater than the threat posed by the spirit remains themselves!

"Found another one!"