Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned to look at Jushiro Ukitake, and that sickly smile reappeared on his face.

"Well then, Captain Ukitake, it's starting now. Don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's tone sounded very gentle, but it actually sent a chill down one's spine.

Before he could finish speaking, Mayuri Kurotsuchi swiftly plunged the needle into Jushiro Ukitake's buttocks.

Jushiro Ukitake's facial expression instantly contorted, his mouth opened, his eyes closed, and his body began to tremble slightly before he collapsed limply onto the lab table, losing consciousness.

"Senior brother, why did you have to be so cheeky and provoke him?"

Aozaki Mayuki shook her head helplessly.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi is clearly taking this opportunity to retaliate.

The thickness of that needle was enough to make you feel pain just by looking at it.

However, for Jushiro Ukitake, the pain was perhaps more psychological than physical.

This kind of psychological pressure is often unrelated to an individual's strength. Even the most powerful person will inevitably feel uneasy in such a situation.

"Then Captain True Moon, you can do whatever you want from now on. The treatment will officially begin after you're done. I'll head out now."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi said expressionlessly, seemingly without any remorse for his actions.

"No need, you can stay."

Aozaki Mayuri looked at Kurotsuchi Mayuri, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"If anything unexpected happens later, we might need Director Mayuri Kurotsuchi's help!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi frowned, sensing that the other person was mocking him.

"I didn't expect Captain Zhenyue to trust me so much."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi said in a stiff tone.

"I just believe in myself."

Aozaki Mayuki revealed a confident smile, and a powerful spiritual pressure emanated from his body.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi felt his breath catch in his throat and felt an immense pressure.

Aozaki Mayuki raised her right hand, and five spiritual pressure balls instantly condensed between her five fingers.

These spiritual pressure clusters flickered and danced like transparent flames, containing astonishing energy.

With a determined look in his eyes, Aozaki Mayuki aimed his arm at the spot where Ukitake Jushiro's lungs should have been, and without the slightest hesitation, thrust it in.

Under Mayuri Kurotsuchi's astonished gaze, a dark shape vaguely appeared on Jushiro Ukitake's chest.

It was a pure, pitch-black darkness, as if it could devour all the light around it.

That was also a sacred black, carrying endless majesty and mystery.

At this moment, everything around seemed to have lost its color.

Neither light, air, nor dust can leave any trace on this black mass.

It writhed silently, like a black hole in the universe, drawing everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange and immense spiritual pressure began to surge wildly from Ukitake Jushiro's body.

This spiritual pressure is something no human could possess; it is an extremely powerful force.

It surged and roared, as if it would engulf the entire world.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

He never imagined that Jushiro Ukitake possessed such terrifying power.

What exactly is going on?

Why does this sickly man possess such astonishing abilities?

With the surge of spiritual pressure, countless black lines suddenly appeared on the surface of Jushiro Ukitake's body.

These patterns intertwined densely, covering his entire body like a spider web, which was terrifying.

Even more bizarrely, these patterns seemed to be alive, twisting and twitching from time to time, as if something hidden within Jushiro Ukitake's body was awakening.

He was enveloped by a pitch-black spiritual pressure, the dense dark aura clinging to his skin like a thick layer of armor, almost tangible.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi stared wide-eyed at Jushiro Ukitake, his hands involuntarily gripping the table, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

His eyes were filled with excitement and madness!

He now has only one thought: to thoroughly investigate Jushiro Ukitake from head to toe!

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I want everything.

Chapter 243 The Spirit King's Right Arm

Mayuri Aozaki ignored Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

His gaze remained fixed on Jushiro Ukitake, where a single, jet-black eye was gradually taking shape.

"I can't let you keep messing around like this! I swore to that old man that I would cure him."

“If I kill him, the old man might start crying, making a scene, or even threatening suicide, and I can’t stand that.”

Aozaki Mayuki gripped the Soul King's right arm tightly; the tangible sensation told him that he hadn't made a mistake.

"I've got you! Get out here!"

Aozaki Mayuki's lips curled up slightly, and she suddenly exerted force in her arm.

The violent collision of spiritual pressure caused the air to surge wildly like a storm, as if countless air explosions and shockwaves could be triggered every second.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who would normally be heartbroken to the point of madness at the sight of such a situation, was completely indifferent at this moment.

His eyes were fixed on Aozaki Mayuki's arm without blinking.

Under Mayuri Kurotsuchi's gaze, Mayuki Aozaki's arm began to slowly retract and bend.

He successfully pulled that strange thing out of Ukitake Jushiro's body!

Mayuri Kurotsuchi stared at the jet-black, arm-like object, his curiosity growing increasingly intense.

But the thought of Aozaki Mayuki's terrifying spiritual pressure filled him with dread, and he dared not make any further moves.

He could only watch longingly, his throat bobbing involuntarily as he silently swallowed.

Aozaki Mayuki had completely torn off the Soul King's right arm.

At this moment, Mayuri Kurotsuchi finally saw the monster in its entirety.

It was indescribably ugly, and at the same time, it exuded a terrifying and chilling aura.

Just standing in front of it, one feels a heavy sense of oppression.

The monster was pitch black, and its arm-like form was constantly twisting.

On the palm of his hand, a giant eye slowly opened, staring intently at the two people in front of him.

To be precise, it should be Aozaki Mayuki.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi only glanced at that eye, yet felt an indescribable, intense sense of oppression wash over her, and her consciousness seemed to freeze instantly.

What a horrible thing!

Thick, black spiritual pressure, so dense it seemed impossible to dissolve, flowed out endlessly like ink.

Spiritual pressure surged continuously from that strange arm and spread towards Aozaki Mayuki's body.

Is He... trying to find a new host?

Mayuri Kurotsuchi made this judgment immediately, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Aozaki Mayuki, watch out! It wants to parasitize you!"

He absolutely could not allow the captain's two disciples to meet with misfortune in his laboratory, otherwise he and his research would be finished!

However, in the next moment...

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's mouth gaped open, his face showing a look of astonishment, and he was completely stunned.

Just as that dark mass of spiritual pressure was about to touch Aozaki Mayuki's body,

A shield, as transparent as glass and radiating a dazzling green light, suddenly appeared in front of Aozaki Mayuki.

It steadily blocked the erosion of that dark spiritual pressure.

One million rupees!

The surging spiritual pressure slammed heavily against the spiritual pressure shield.

It was like a surging wave crashing against a hard rock, unable to cause any harm to Aozaki Mayuki's body.

Aozaki Mayuki and the Soul King's right arm exchanged a glance.

Immediately afterwards, without warning, the million shield suddenly shattered with a loud bang.

The spiritual pressure instantly transformed into a massive black wave, engulfing him completely with overwhelming force.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words.

That shield looked indestructible just now, so why did it suddenly shatter?

But in the next second, the surging spiritual pressure receded rapidly like a tide, revealing Aozaki Mayuki's figure.

At this moment, his clothes were tattered and torn.

Surprisingly, the clothes were automatically repaired in the next instant, as if they had never been damaged.

Seeing this, Mayuri Kurotsuchi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This indicates that Aozaki Mayuki's current condition is relatively good.

He knew very well that the clothes Aozaki Mayuki was wearing were a gift from Shutara Senjumaru, and they had the magical ability to self-repair using spiritual pressure.

And now, the fact that Aozaki Mayuki still has the mind to use spiritual pressure to repair his clothes means that he is not seriously injured.