Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 180 The Prison Capital

Yukinoshita instinctively closed her eyes, held her breath, and listened to the panting beside her, her whole body tensing up.

She knew some people were chaotic, and she had even mocked this filth.

But when it came to her own family, Yang Nai found it hard to accept.

"Yinai, what are you doing?!"

But only Yukinoshita, who was desperately squeezing her legs together, knew what she had promised for the sake of family harmony.

"Ah, Mother, I was just lost in thought."

A familiar feeling welled up in Yang Nai's heart, and he immediately straightened up. He looked around, smelled the air, and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to ask, the noble lady lowered her voice and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, Mother."

Lady Yukinoshita watched Haruno leave with light steps, then carefully moved into the bathroom, leaving a glistening trail behind her.

Inside the bathroom, the woman looked at the man lying on his back in the bathtub, waving to her, took a deep breath, and submerged herself in the tub.

She had no dignity left in front of this man.

For the sake of Haruno, Yukino, and Yukinoshita, whatever it may be, I can do it; I must do it.

Lady Yukinoshita, who was pinned underwater by feet and suddenly discovered that she had gained the ability to breathe underwater, completely submitted.

"This is a photo album that will document outstanding women. You'd better protect my lost paradise."

Lady Yukinoshita, kneeling in the bathroom in a dogeza position, tilted her face up, her red lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed with spring.

"Yes, Master."

Having been pampered by the woman to his heart's content, Inuyasha smiled slightly, left the Yukinoshita mansion, and returned to the Higurashi Shrine.

Lady Yukinoshita, who remained behind, stood up with the "Paradise Lost Atlas" in her hand. Her expression changed several times before finally settling into indifference.

"Let's just consider it a blessing from God."

Having adjusted her mindset, the lady dried herself off, went to the wardrobe, dressed, and opened the first page of the Paradise Picture Album.

Above is a beautiful woman named Hiratsuka Shizuka, dressed in a white wedding gown, revealing her fair shoulders, holding flowers in her hands, and beaming with a smile.

Below, there was a line of small words.

[Target: Hiratsuka Shizuka, Current Progress: 0%]

Lady Yukinoshita turned the page; there were still dozens of pages to go.

Each page features a different woman.

They have different appearances and different temperaments.

They come from different places and have different identities, but the expressions in the photo collection have one thing in common—a completely unguarded smile.

Like the lamb of God.

Paradise Lost doesn't use violence to coerce the beauties on the walls, but rather uses various "game simulations" to win their hearts.

Ultimately, it was Inuyasha who enjoyed it.

Forcing things might be okay once or twice, but if it happens too often, it'll just go bad.

Lady Yukinoshita closed the picture book, tucked it into her bosom, and looked up at her reflection in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was dignified and composed, with no trace of the wantonness and submission she had shown in the bathroom just moments before.

She straightened her clothes, gathered her hair, and sighed.

"All of this is God's choice."

"Paradise Lost, activate!"

A red sports car drives along the coastal highway at dusk.

The woman in the driver's seat was wearing a white shirt and dark trousers.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, one hand gripped the steering wheel, the other rested on the edge of the car window, and a lit cigarette dangled from her lips.

There was a large bag of cigarettes and beer on the passenger seat.

The car was moving at a steady pace, and the evening breeze blew in through the windows, causing Hiratsuka Shizuka's hair to flutter backward, revealing a striking and beautiful face.

A person who bore a striking resemblance to Inuyasha appeared in the blink of an eye, like a player spawning in a game, and was knocked away by her red sports car.

"Holy crap, we're doomed!"

Inuyasha returned to Higurashi Shrine, and Kagome also returned.

Men who have done that kind of thing outside usually feel guilty, and Inuyasha was no exception. He held his wife and spoke softly to her.

language.

In Kagome's boudoir on the second floor, Kagome was overjoyed by his coaxing, but she also sensed the man's unease.

Soon, a lively lesson titled "No Flirting" personally taught by Kagome unfolded before Inuyasha.

At dinner time, the family sat around the table.

The meal was enjoyed in a lively atmosphere, and the dishes were all emptied.

Sota was sent off to do his homework, Grandpa took his teacup to the veranda, and Kagome's mother was clearing away the dishes.

Kagome stood up, took Inuyasha's hand, said goodbye to her mother, and walked towards the shrine. "Mom, let's go back now."

"Be careful on the road."

Kagome's mother was still wiping the table when she looked up and replied.

After passing through the portal beneath the sacred tree, the two returned to the Ruri Shrine.

The shrine was quiet and solemn under the night sky, with lanterns on both sides of the approach path casting a warm yellow light, and the cool moonlight shining down softly.

The two entered the house, and Kagome closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door, head down, one hand still clutching Inuyasha's fingers.

The young woman's voice rang out from the darkness.

"I want a child."

"Um."

The next day, when Kagome woke up, she subconsciously touched the person next to her and shuddered when she touched something solid.

Seeing Inuyasha smiling as he picked her up, she quickly said, "Wait, it's okay to have the baby later, boohoo~"

A month later.

Inuyasha stands in the deepest part of the Netherworld.

Beneath my feet lies a chaotic hell, a world of floating light.

Before them lay the last remaining realm of the Grim Reaper world—Hell. A terrifying aura surged from all directions, carrying with it years of lingering resentment, obsession, and murderous intent, so thick it was almost tangible.

Even the Soul King, who was omniscient and omnipotent in the fourth realm, and Inuyasha at that time, would have found it difficult to deal with this troublesome world.

But now it's different.

He raised his right hand, made a grasping motion towards the seemingly boundless hell, and whispered, "Melt!"

The hell before them began to tremble, and a dark red sea of ​​magma surged up from the bottom, transforming into towering pillars of fire that tore the sky into fragments.

The structure of hell began to reorganize amidst the earth-shaking tremors, and was gradually melted, bound, and reshaped by Fuli's hell.

Soon after, a new hell, with a more orderly structure and laws, was born in the lowest level of the Netherworld, in this molten void.

The layers of rock, like the rings of a giant tree, extend downwards into the unfathomable darkness of the void.

From a higher-dimensional perspective, the entire world of Fuli resembles a pyramid with two connected bases. Conceptually, the "upper" is the celestial realm and Gensokyo, while the "middle" is the continent of Fuli's human world.

"Below" refers to the Netherworld Reincarnation Capital and the lowest level of Hell.

In the heart of hell, a tower-like structure rises from the ground.

The tower is entirely black, formed from the resentment and spiritual particles accumulated over the years in hell, and its surface has a dark luster.

The base of the tower is buried deep in the bottom of hell, and the spire pierces the sky of hell, reaching the realm of the underworld.

The tower is covered with densely packed runes, layer upon layer from bottom to top, each layer having a different pattern.

Therefore, the rules for each level of the trial are different.

Multiplayer cooperation, one-on-one battles, large-scale legion clashes, and escape room puzzles—all sorts of new ideas from the human world network have become the testing ground for the strong to emerge victorious.

"From this day forward, establish the Prison Capital."

Inuyasha's voice descended from the infinite distance.

"All prisoners of hell may participate in the Blood Battle Trial."

"Those who reach the top of the tower can return to the Underworld and participate in the selection of the captains of the Gotei 13!"

As soon as he finished speaking, information about the Floating World and the Reincarnation Capital was poured into the minds of every strong person in Hell who still retained their sanity.

Those captains of the Grim Reapers over the past millennium, the Espada who fell in the battle against Toga and Sesshomaru in Hueco Mundo, the prisoners who have fought each other for countless years but have never been able to break free—at this moment, all eyes opened.

ecstasy.

Pure, undisguised ecstasy.

"Get out—we can get out!"

"Top of the tower! Once you reach the top, you can leave!"

"That vibrant world, that magnificent battle!"

A violent spiritual pressure surged into the sky from all parts of hell.

A battle broke out en route.

"Xu, where do you think you're going!"

A tall, slender white figure and a petite, dark figure clashed and intersected among the rocky strata of hell.

"Should we fight now?"

Ulquiorra Cifer's black wings unfurled in the air, and the Moonblade in his hand materialized, slashing towards the figure in front of him.

"Haha, does a fight need a reason?!"

The figure with the tongue sticking out and a wicked smile nimbly dodged, then used a demonic technique to explode a ball of fire in the void.

He was dressed in a Shinigami uniform and a sleeveless red captain's haori, with purple twin tails, a black eyepatch over his left eye, and a fierce and arrogant expression.

It was Saito, the immortal captain of the 6th Division of the Gotei 13 a thousand years ago, who was now imprisoned in Hell with Ulquiorra.

We met in a cage.

The two fought their way from the sea of ​​lava to the forest of rock pillars, the aftershocks of their spiritual pressure collision shattering the hellish rock layers along their path.

Both sides died at the hands of the other more than once.

In Hell, a world where death is impossible and only the mind, unable to endure the suffering, chooses self-destruction, becoming a walking corpse, slaughter is the only pleasure for the strong.

"A boring madman."

Ulquiorra whispered, and a Cero condensed at his fingertips, which he then unleashed towards Saito Immortal.

The latter dodged to the side, and its Cero struck the rock pillar behind it, blasting the entire pillar into dust.

"I'll settle this with you in the prison capital!"

Ulquiorra, having entered his second form of Resurrección, accelerated once more, charging straight towards the prison. Only when each person dies can they truly see their own heart; even someone as ethereal as him longed to return to Hueco Mundo.

"A disgusting speed."

Saito Immortal snorted coldly, his figure turning into a blur as he sped towards the direction of Zhenyujing.

This battle was constantly taking place throughout Hell.

Some travel in groups, some travel alone, some run into their nemesis as soon as they step out the door, and some avoid all conflict and keep on their way.

Regardless of their choices, everyone's direction points to the same place—the Prison Capital.

The Lord's Mansion in the Capital of Reincarnation.

Inuyasha sat at the head of the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand. Through the water mirror in front of him, he took in everything that was happening in hell.

Below, Heribel and Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni each stood on one side, watching the increasingly fierce melee in the mirror.

Hollows clash with Shinigami, captains clash with Espada, and old grudges are reignited on the road to Prison City.

The aftershocks of spiritual pressure caused the rock layers of hell to shatter continuously, only to be rapidly repaired by the power of hell's laws.

Today's hell is a giant gladiatorial arena.

Only the victor can stand out from the crowd.

Looking at the familiar figure in the mirror, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's eyes were filled with nostalgia and anticipation, his gaze lingering in the water mirror for a long time beneath his white eyebrows.

The Captain-Commander was silent for a moment, then stood up and bowed deeply to Inuyasha. "Lord God, the Gotei 13 is now facing an increasingly vast territory, Rin-kyo, and eight satellite cities, and our manpower is stretched thin. Would you allow me to recruit some of my former subordinates?"

Just like the righteous and evil spirits in "Jackie Chan Adventures", as the number of people in the Wheel of Reincarnation, which gathers the souls of many worlds, increases, the evil spirits and monsters stored in the underworld also rise accordingly.

Evil and good in the world are two sides of the same coin, which Inuyasha defines as the self-circulation of the Floating World.

The chaotic energy resulting from the collision of good and evil is the source of the growth of the Netherworld, while the Floating Human Realm and the Celestial Realm are the spiritual veins of the world.

Harribel simply watched the water mirror quietly, showing little interest in the Espada or the Hollows.

After all, those people are all mentally unstable.

With Nelliel and three subordinate officers under her command, along with five members of Hyōshūbu Ichibei, and a remaining force of over a thousand, she had more than enough.

Having received prior permission, Inuyasha looked at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who was still bowing, and said directly, "Granted."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni bowed again, "Thank you, sir."

Inuyasha then spoke up, "We'll be holding a martial arts competition at the end of the year. Anyone from the Gotei 13 and the Ring of Reincarnation can participate. We'll prioritize combat strength, with merit as a secondary factor, to determine the captains and vice-captains of each squad."

The selection of captains for the Gotei 13 has always been based on strength, except for a few specific teams, and this time it can be considered as respecting past traditions.

Upon hearing this, Halibel was somewhat inclined to arrange for her subordinates to participate in the battle.

It wasn't that she wanted to seize power in the thirteen teams; she wasn't interested in that. She just wanted to see where they ranked in the Wheel of Reincarnation.

"The battle takes place in virtual space and is synchronized with both the human and celestial realms. The death or surrender of one side is the condition for defeat."

"The rest of the rules are up to you, Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

Hearing Inuyasha's words, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who sensed that this would be a major reshuffling involving multiple worlds and the Netherworld, said respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After the meeting concluded, the Gotei 13 held an internal meeting in the First Division, where the current division captains exchanged glances.

Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, along with the local demons, had their eyes slightly brightened, while Kenpachi Zaraki grinned wildly.

Kyoraku Shunsui glanced worriedly at Ukitake Jushiro, while Kuchiki Byakuya looked slightly dazed, lost in thought.

Soi Fon blinked, thinking of her beloved Yoruichi Shihouin.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked around and said in a deep voice.

"Over the past thousand years, there has been considerable overlap in the duties of the squads, and the duties of some squads should be adjusted. Many matters will be announced after the captains' martial arts demonstration. I hope to see you all again at the end of the year."

As the captain, he had a general understanding of the strength of his subordinates, and half of them were not as good as the captain from a thousand years ago.

Among the hundreds of billions of living beings outside, there are hidden powerhouses from various worlds and countless new-era geniuses. Even Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni feels that he is falling behind the times.