Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Seeing this, Aozaki Mayuki understood.

When he was cutting the rebellious bone to hide it, he deliberately didn't cut the part covering the skull armor.

However, the skull armor he wore had become tattered.

This is not hell. Their ability to be resurrected here is definitely related to the armor they are wearing.

Moreover, it seems that the more severe the injury, the more energy is needed for recovery.

Before the blade hidden by Nigucai could fall, a fist was already at his chest, then burst forth with tremendous force and slammed down.

One bone!

Without a second thought, Aozaki Mayuki instinctively punched Reikotsu Saizo, and this sparring technique proved extremely effective in his hands.

boom! ! !

The terrifying force crashed down like a mountain, instantly engulfing every corner of the body.

This force was so powerful that Nigu Cai Cang's entire body could not withstand it and was directly blasted to pieces.

The so-called Hell Armor appeared so fragile at this moment, crumbling as easily as paper.

The blood mist had just begun to spread when Aozaki Mayuki silently turned and left.

He lightly shook the blood off his hands, then his gaze met that of the purple-haired loli rushing towards him.

There was no exchange of words between the two, but their eyes revealed a tacit understanding and a resolute determination.

boom!!!

The arm and the long sword were raised simultaneously, and a crisp sound rang out.

One bone!

Immediately afterwards, a crimson color bloomed on his body, like a flower in full bloom.

Despite the long sword blocking her way, the sudden burst of power was like a nuclear bomb with extremely low power, easily breaking through the defense and striking her delicate body directly.

The frail body exploded, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Aozaki Mayuki stood still, turning her head slightly to the side.

At the same time, Shikatori Hakunsai swung his long sword diagonally downwards.

The blow, aimed at the neck and intended to decapitate, struck a pale green, semi-transparent shield instead.

One million rupees!

A brief friction between the blade and shield, sparks flying, was followed by a crisp sound.

"It will be very fast, so fast that you won't feel any pain!"

The young man's voice was gentle.

He raised his fist again, and a burst of air exploded, unleashing unparalleled power.

"Ah."

A faster, heavier punch was delivered the instant Shikatori Hakunsai swung his longsword.

The shrill scream that tore the air apart made her unable to open her eyes, and then her consciousness, before the pain even arrived, disappeared somewhere else.

Puff puff puff!

Like a blood-red firework, right after his head, Shikatori Hakunsai's body exploded.

The scene was so brutal and magnificent that those who had just arrived were stunned. Before they could even recover, a figure like a mad dog pounced on them.

"True Moon!"

The blonde beauty, a grim reaper, galloped away on her horse and in an instant hung on Aozaki Mayuki.

The members of the First Division who followed closely behind couldn't help but swallow hard.

Too fast, too powerful, too clean and efficient!

Such a powerful being shouldn't have died so hastily!

Even from afar, they could feel those terrifying spiritual pressures. If it weren't for the protection of the vice-captain of the Sparrow Division and the third seat of Matsumoto, they would have been knocked unconscious long ago.

Yet this terrifyingly powerful individual was killed by the Eleventh Division Captain in just a few breaths!

Chapter 395 I Can Fight a Hundred

In the midst of this brief interlude, three spiritual pressures far exceeding those of an ordinary captain suddenly erupted.

Fortunately, Chojiro Sasaki reacted quickly, releasing his spiritual pressure to resist the sudden pressure.

These three terrifying forces were blocked, but they still made the soldiers present feel breathless, as if three heavy mountains were pressing down on their hearts.

However, the three powerful spiritual pressures appeared suddenly and disappeared just as quickly.

Feeling the familiar spiritual pressure, Aozaki Mayuki reluctantly pulled Matsumoto Rangiku off her and laid her down on the ground.

In fact, he had already sensed the sudden appearance of spiritual pressure, but at this moment he simply looked in the direction from which the spiritual pressure came without paying any attention.

The old man appeared with astonishing speed using Instant Step, holding a white-haired, black-skinned head in his hand, which was slowly dissipating into spiritual particles.

One has to admire the old man's mental fortitude; he could remain calm even while holding the head of his former comrade, though his face was slightly gloomy.

A second later, Kenpachi Zaraki followed closely behind the old man, striding over.

Shunpo (Flash Step) is not his forte, but with strong spiritual pressure, even though his technique is a bit rough, his speed has surpassed that of most of the captains of the Gotei 13.

Kenpachi Zaraki smiled broadly, looking like he had just had a lot of fun.

The old man, with an indescribable look in his eyes, glanced around before finally fixing his gaze on Aozaki Mayuki, and asked urgently:

"What about people?!"

Aozaki Mayuki calmly replied:

"I've already sent him back to hell."

"..."

Yamamoto remained silent for a few seconds, released his spiritual senses to perceive the situation, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He adjusted his expression, reverting to his usual calm and collected demeanor, and asked in a deep voice:

"Captain Aozaki, the people you were fighting just now were... the first Gotei 13 captains Saito Furofushi, Shikatori Hagensai, and Gakuto Saizo?"

Aozaki Mayuki nodded and said:

"That's right, it should be them, just like the portrait I saw in your room."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto's expression turned grave, and he muttered to himself:

"I see... No wonder even the spiritual pressure feels exactly the same. This is troublesome."

Aozaki Mayuki pouted.

The old man's worries were not hard to understand.

During the nearly one hundred years he studied under Yamamoto, he would occasionally hear the old man mention the past.

The first generation of Gotei 13 captains, while slightly weaker than Aozaki Mayuki's generation, were definitely the most ferocious generation in history.

These guys are vicious and ruthless, and in some ways even more terrifying than cannibals.

Of course, the first captains were not weak.

There's nothing we can do about it; Aozaki Mayuki alone has raised the bar for the entire Gotei 13 captains of this generation.

Apart from Aozaki Mayuki's generation, they are undoubtedly the strongest group of captains.

Their spiritual pressure starts at least at the second-level spiritual power; those at the third-level spiritual power are simply not worthy of competing with them.

However, even among such a powerful group, seven captains tragically died in battle a thousand years ago.

Of the six survivors, apart from Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and Unohana Retsu, the others all passed away within a century after the war.

This also shows the power of the Quincy.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's expression became complicated, and he muttered to himself:

"I personally performed the soul burial ceremony for them. They should be at peace in hell by now. Could something have happened in hell?"

He paused here, then turned to Chojiro Sasakibe and said:

"Chōjirō, go and immediately invite the adults of the Yōmi family to send someone to the First Division!"

Chojiro Sasaki respectfully replied:

"Yes."

Then he turned and left to carry out his mission.

…………

First Squad, Conference Room.

Yamamoto sat in the main seat, while the captains stood orderly on both sides.

Aozaki Mayuki and Yamamoto stood face to face in the middle, and in front of all the captains, she recounted the whole story in detail.

After hearing this, some of the captains who had not been in their positions for long stared wide-eyed, as if their worldviews had been shaken.

"The original captains are back?"

Souls of the third rank or higher are unable to return to the world naturally after death due to the excessively high spiritual pressure contained within their spiritual particles, and therefore must be sent to hell.

Those captains who had participated in the Soul Burial Ritual were well aware of this.

They had long been mentally prepared that they would one day suffer the same fate.

However, they never expected that these people who were sent to hell would actually have a chance to return to the Three Realms.

This shocking fact was difficult for the captains, including Shinji Hirako, to accept for a while.

Millions of years have passed since ancient times, and countless powerful souls of the third-level spiritual power or above have been sent to hell. Their numbers are too numerous to count!

But now, they have actually been able to return to the Three Realms, and whether it is voluntary or forced, they all harbor malice towards this already turbulent world.

Faced with this situation, how should they resist?