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Unohana Retsu knelt on the ground, gently feeding Ye Yun various foods, and said with a smile:
"Ye Yunjun, is it delicious? There's more if you want."
"Uuuuuuu..."
Ye Yun struggled desperately.
"What are these two doing...?"
Kurosaki Ichigo also looked exasperated, but quickly forgot about Ye Yun and looked at Hirako Shinji with anticipation:
"Hirako, does that mean I can control Hollow powers just like you?"
Hirako Shinji's lips twitched slightly.
Several members of the Masked Army also had twitching lips.
They wanted to say something.
Training to control the blurring hasn't even started yet.
They just wanted to see the Hollow inside Ichigo Kurosaki.
Then he was beaten half to death.
At this moment, Ye Yun finally escaped from her adoptive mother's maternal love, and with her swollen belly, she came to Hirako Shinji and mumbled:
"Hirako, once you've helped Ichigo complete his Hollowfication, don't forget about me. You'll also have to help me control the Hollow power within me."
Hirako Shinji pushed the two out with a dark face.
"Get lost. Helping you two plagues control your Hollowfication is more deadly than fighting Aizen Sousuke."
"..."
at the same time.
Seireitei, inside the Great Spirit Book Gallery.
With a cracking sound, a crack was torn open in the space, dark and deep, as if leading to the deepest hell.
A foot stepped out from inside.
It is the embodiment of the Soul-Slaying Blade, the demon sword Muramasa.
Behind him was Kyoka Suigetsu, who resembled Aizen Sousuke.
Like the assassin in black, Qingchong.
Kyoka Suigetsu adjusted his glasses and said gently, "Mr. Muramasa, what do you plan to do next? Whose Zanpakuto will you release first?"
Muramasa, the demon sword, glanced at him coldly, then turned and walked towards the First Division, saying indifferently:
"Commander-in-Chief, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!"
Whatever his goal may be.
Even Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, hailed as the strongest Grim Reaper of the millennium, was a formidable obstacle in his path.
If we don't get rid of this old man, even if he rescues his master, Kuchiki Hibiki, he might still be killed by the old man with a single blow.
and so.
This old thing must be gotten rid of.
"Commander-in-Chief!"
Kyoka Suigetsu smiled and repeated the sentence, then looked in the direction of the Fifth Division and said kindly:
"In that case, I won't go with them. I'll just go back to the Fifth Division and see if my lovely vice-captain is still in the team."
As he spoke, he looked at the materialized form of the Qing insect:
"Yes, do you want to come with me?"
Kiyoshi gave him a cold look: "You're not that bastard Aizen, don't call me that, it's disgusting."
As he spoke, he caught up with the demon sword Muramasa and said calmly:
"I am the Zanpakuto, an independent entity separate from the Grim Reaper. From now on, I will only live as the Zanpakuto, and I will never let anyone betray me again."
A glint of light flashed in Kyoka Shuiyue's eyes, and then she lifted her leg and walked towards the Fifth Division.
"..."
"Mr. Muramasa, what are you planning to do?"
Within the first squad, Kiyoshi coldly gazed at the night sky.
The Zanpakuto is the Shinigami's most important companion, and its materialized form also possesses all of Tosen Kaname's memories.
Therefore, he knew perfectly well what terrifying existence was hidden within the seemingly insignificant squad in front of him.
The figure of the demon sword Muramasa gradually disappeared, and he said calmly:
"I'm going to enter the Heart World of Ryujin Jakka. Before long, we'll have a new partner, and our Zanpakuto will dominate the entire Soul Society."
First team.
Inside the rustic bedroom.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was resting in bed.
But then a surge of spiritual energy flowed in.
Unknowingly.
The temperature inside the room gradually rose: fifty degrees, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, six hundred...
Just a few tens of seconds.
The temperature had already soared to an unbearable level.
Many pieces of wooden furniture spontaneously combusted.
The room was filled with scorching flames.
However, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was completely unaware of this.
Beside his bed, the wooden cane-shaped Ryujin Jakka trembled, gradually shedding its wooden disguise.
He even drew his sword himself.
The silver-white blade was exposed.
The moment the temperature reaches 900 degrees Celsius.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them, and grabbed the trembling Ryujin Jakka in one swift motion.
"Ryujin Jakka, what's wrong?"
But his expression changed drastically in an instant.
Because his old companion of a thousand years, Ryujin Jakka, actually conveyed a sense of resistance towards him.
It even actively influenced his spiritual perception.
The flames on the blade spread to the hilt.
It actually burned his hand.
"Ryujin Jakka!!"
With a low growl, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni grabbed Ryujin Jakka's arm and pulled hard.
Even so, it couldn't completely control Ryujin Jakka; instead, it made the blade tremble even more violently and the flames even more intense.
even.
The blade itself emitted spiritual pressure.
Upon witnessing this unbelievable scene, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was deeply shaken.
I immediately thought of several hundred years ago.
The rotten wood that he sealed away echoed through the river.
"The Rotting Wood River!?"
He narrowed his eyes, ignoring the burns on his arm from Ryujin Jakka, and carefully sensed the spiritual pressure around him.
However, there was no extra spiritual pressure appearing around.
"Rotten Wood Echoes the River, no..."
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni seemed to realize something, immediately looked down at Ryujin Jakka, and said in a deep voice:
"You're Muramasa, aren't you!"
Hundreds of years ago, when he joined forces with Kuchiki Ginrin to seal Kuchiki Hibiki, he thought it would be a tough battle, but instead, he encountered an unexpected development.
Because the other party clearly pronounced Muramasa's name.
But the Soul-Slaying Blade that even he found troublesome never actually used its power.
So he and Kuchiki Ginryu easily defeated Kuchiki Hibiki and sealed him away in a hidden corner.
Although everything went smoothly.
However, the absence of the demon sword Muramasa still cast a shadow over him.
Where exactly is that strange Soul-Slaying Blade?
As far as he knows.
That Zanpakuto has a physical form.
The strange resistance of Ryujin Jakka today is exactly the same as that of the Zanpakuto that was influenced by the demon sword Muramasa hundreds of years ago.
next second.
The temperature of the Ryujin Jakka reached three thousand degrees.
Even with Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's powerful spiritual pressure, his right hand, which gripped the hilt of Ryujin Jakka, still emitted a faint smell of burning.
And this time.
The Muramasa's calm voice echoed from inside the room: