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Chapter 193 A Little Interlude at the Banquet
Recently, Aizen Sousuke, the second Soul King of the Kanto region of Japan, including Tokyo, Kanagawa, Saitama, and Chiba prefectures, has received many invitations to worship.

A few days later...

Suspended above the former Jingling Court, in the center of the massive Spirit King Palace, an unprecedented grand banquet was being held.

Numerous visitors from different regions of Japan gathered here to interact with the former captains of the Gotei 13.

The former captain-commander of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Shigekuni, has long since shed his Shinigami uniform. His iconic black kimono and white captain's haori have been replaced by a very fitted, simple yet stylish white trench coat that accentuates his tall and imposing figure.

This brand-new uniform, personally designed by Aizen, made the usually rigid old man appear somewhat uneasy.

Yamamoto's gaze fell upon the high throne, where sat the former captain of the 5th Division of the Gotei 13, now the ruler of Soul Society, the second Soul King—Aizen Sosuke.

His eyes were dim, and his mood seemed complicated.

Recalling the earth-shattering changes that have taken place in Soul Society during this time, the chaos in Rukongai, and the current plight of the five great noble families and other nobles who once acted recklessly...

His once-proud but now upright back suddenly hunched over, making him appear a thousand years older and exuding an aura of old age.

As an extreme conservative, Yamamoto Shigekuni has always prioritized stability, and in order to maintain stability, he has the power to do a great deal of things.

A thousand years ago, he was a murderer who committed many heinous crimes and even tried to make the five noble families that ruled the world kneel at his feet. However, after learning some secrets about the Soul Society, he became cowardly.

He chose to assemble a group of murderous battle maniacs, establishing the Gotei 13 as a tool for maintaining stability among the nobility. Later, he established the Central Spiritual Arts Academy, hoping to gradually change Soul Society in his own way.
But compared to the changes Aizen underwent in such a short time after becoming the Soul King, all the changes I've made over the years...

A mix of emotions welled up inside him; even the mustache at the corner of his mouth trembled slightly, and he felt utterly powerless. "Have I really been wrong all these years?"

He then turned his gaze to a spot not far away, where two disciples who looked no different from his son, Jing Le Chun Shui, were laughing and toasting with representatives from several other spiritual realms, their faces flushed from drinking, chatting and laughing about something.

Meanwhile, Jushiro Ukitake was sitting and drinking tea with a relatively quiet representative, and they were having a pleasant conversation.

Yamamoto Shigekuni, who has never been good at socializing and only knows how to subdue people with force, is still extremely prominent in the Soul Society as it ushers in a new era. Because he once established the Gotei 13, almost all of its members are his disciples and grand-disciples, and he is also very powerful, Aizen did not punish him in any way.

He pulled a precious jewel, a gift from Aizen, from his pocket. It shimmered with an unusual luster. He understood that with the old Zero Division gone, and given his strength, he would most likely become Aizen's new "Zero Division."

However, in this organization that was renamed Tenriin from Seireitei, he became an idle person with no real power, and could only drink alone in silence.

But just then, a large, thick hand, as big as a bear's paw, suddenly landed on his shoulder.

A rough and bold voice rang in his ears: "Hey, hey, isn't this Yamamoto? Hey, hey, I almost didn't recognize him!"

Yamamoto Shigekuni glanced to the side and saw that the owner of the hand was a burly old man.

Even in this clear weather, he was still wearing a brown bear fur cloak, underneath which was a tight-fitting bodysuit made of fish skin, and a bone mask that exuded an eerie aura hung from his waist.

He is the leader of a visiting delegation dispatched by the guardians of the corresponding spiritual realm of Hokkaido—Kamijukotan.

The large hand of the Ezo Tiger, which was resting on Yamamoto Shigekuni's shoulder, suddenly bulged with veins. A spiritual pressure, ready to be unleashed, flowed between his bones, driving a terrifying force like a hydraulic press, and slowly contracted.

"Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, you old man, that's your name now, right?"

"The last time we clashed was during the Edo period in the present world, wasn't it? If you count it, according to the time flow in the spirit world, it's been more than a thousand years, hasn't it?"

The spiritual realm and the mortal world are like two sides of a mirror, corresponding geographically.

The spirit world is composed of spirit particles, which are the basic units of the soul. In other words, the spirit world is a world built by souls.

In the real world, the more prosperous a city is, the more prosperous its corresponding spiritual realm tends to be; while in the real world, sparsely populated or even deserted places, the density of spiritual particles in the corresponding spiritual realm is extremely thin.

Only spiritual realms with sufficiently high population density and spiritual particle density can be opened up by powerful individuals or naturally evolve into places known as the Spirit Realm, or the Celestial Realm, Takamagahara, or the Divine Realm.

To prevent the leakage of high-density spiritual particles, the spirit world is usually closed, with corresponding spatial barriers, and only receives the souls of the dead in specific areas that cover the mortal world.

In a self-enclosed environment, the time flow of the spirit world, composed of spiritual particles, may not be consistent with that of the real world.

Just like the Dragon Palace in ancient Japanese legends, it can speed up or slow down time inside to a certain extent according to the will of its controller.

In this way, under ideal conditions, it would be like the divine realm in mythology, allowing the souls of ordinary people to live a long life in the accelerated flow of time, and then die again, completely transforming into spiritual particles and becoming part of the spirit world itself.

The two equally strong old men stared at each other. Suddenly, Ezo Tiger grinned, turning his head to the side. The dark red, gruesome scar on his right cheek, stretching from his cheek to his neck and almost severing half of his neck, twisted with his smile, resembling a writhing centipede. He stroked the slightly itchy scar, his gaping mouth revealing ferocious canines like those of a wild beast. "This scar, it's the 'gift' you left me!"

"You haven't forgotten me, have you? Murderer Yamamoto!"

"Hmph!" Yamamoto Shigekuni snorted coldly. The large hand that Ezo Tiger had placed on his shoulder suddenly smelled like roasted meat being grilled at high temperatures.

Ezo Tiger's face twisted slightly, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the empty eye sockets of the mask made from the skull of a bear-like monster at his waist, and a chilling aura burst forth from his arm.

In an instant, Yamamoto Shigekuni's shoulder seemed to become a battlefield where extreme heat and extreme cold clashed, like throwing ice into a red-hot iron plate, making a sizzling sound, and a burst of scorching steam emanated from it.

These two powerful individuals, who had once fought to the death in their youth, met again a thousand years later. Naturally, their past grudges had not faded with the passage of time.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of fierce pupils, like those of a wild beast, appeared in the eye sockets of the Ezo Tiger, standing side by side with its original pupils and revealing a strange double pupil shape.

Meanwhile, a fierce flame gradually ignited in Yamamoto's eyes.

Suddenly, a drunken man walked past them, and they couldn't help but shiver. "So cold..."

Immediately afterward, he burned his foot on the floor again and quickly jumped up. "It's so hot! So hot!"

Suddenly, the beastly gaze in Ezo Tiger's eyes and the raging fire in Yamamoto Shigekuni's eyes vanished simultaneously. He chuckled, picked up a large jug of sake from the table in front of Yamamoto, stood up, gulped down several mouthfuls, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

"Goodbye, we're getting old, we're all getting old, we can't be as willful as we used to be..."

The banquet continued until the next morning, when the delegations from various spiritual realms finally reunited.

The banquet lasted all day, with various small and large-scale probing and conversations. All parties expressed their willingness to cooperate, and the formal meeting began.

A deafening roar echoed through the majestic palace, and a colossal throne materialized from spiritual particles, appearing prominently in the center of the hall.

Momo Hinamori, the former vice-captain of the 5th Division of the Gotei 13, stood quietly to the side, dressed in a solemn and dignified outfit like a shrine maiden. Meanwhile, the 2nd Soul King, Aizen, suddenly walked slowly from the end of the palace and sat on the majestic throne.

The delegation members from various spiritual realms bowed their heads in respect.

A moment later, Aizen raised his hand to signal, and the representatives from each Spirit Realm stepped forward one by one, respectfully presenting Hinamori Momo with letters written in the handwriting of their respective Spirit Realm rulers.

Aizen took the documents and examined them one by one. After a moment, he waved to one of the delegations.

Kuroki Tomohisa, the leader from the Okinawa spirit world—Ryukyu Mitake-den, wore a red robe depicting mountain and dragon vein patterns and a dazzling coral crown. He stepped forward first and bowed slightly.

He said in a respectful tone, "Lord Spirit King, the gods have specially sent me to convey their greetings to you."

"First of all, congratulations, Lord Soul King, on becoming the new Soul King who rules over Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, and on attaining the position of a god!"

"I wonder if I may be so bold as to ask you a few questions?"

Aizen nodded slightly, his tone casual: "Sure, feel free to ask."

“I’m not some pedantic monk or one of those useless people from the five noble families. There’s no need to get bogged down in those useless things. Let’s keep it simple and direct.”

Having received permission, Tomohisa Kuroki slowly raised his head, his gaze lingering for a moment on the figure on the throne before sweeping over everyone present before speaking: "I presume that Lord Soul King and all of you have some understanding of the origins of Soul Society, but perhaps not in sufficient detail."

"The Eye Monk and the Five Nobles who originally ruled Soul Society were too closed off, and most of the records from the beginning of Soul Society have been lost."

"However," he pulled a thick book from his robes, opened it, and said, "we still have some records concerning the next steps." He looked at Aizen on the throne, "Lord Soul King?"

After seeing him nod slightly, he began to recount the long-forgotten history of his Soul Society...

"About five hundred years ago, during the Warring States period in the present-day world, near the early Edo period, in the Kanto region, including Tokyo, Kanagawa, and Chiba, demons roamed freely, and a hundred ghosts roamed at night, creating utter chaos..."

This dates back to the early Warring States period. Due to certain events, the spirit world, or divine realm, that once shrouded the Kansai region was shattered and disintegrated in a divine war.

Subsequently, during the Warring States period, wars broke out everywhere, causing immense suffering and loss of life.

Due to years of war, the spirit world of the Kansai region was destroyed, and many of the dead could not be accepted by the spirit world and did not have time to dissipate, thus nurturing a large number of demons and monsters.

(End of this chapter)