Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"It is likely that the original captains who merged with the will of hell also possessed the same power."

"The Three Realms suppress the Gates of Hell using spiritual pressure."

"If too many captain-level spiritual pressures fall into Hell, it could cause an even more severe imbalance in spiritual pressure between Hell and the Three Realms."

"When the gates of hell are wide open, that will be the real catastrophe!"

Upon hearing Huang Quanxing's words, the team leaders' expressions turned somewhat grim.

That was the first captain of the Gotei 13!

Referencing Retsu Unohana, who has gradually revealed her true strength in recent years.

That's very likely a group of ruthless characters who could kill ordinary captain-level Grim Reapers like dogs!

Just because Aozaki Mayuki can disregard the original captains doesn't mean they can too.

Just imagining the scene of encountering the first captain gives one the creeps.

“Especially the Captain-Commander, Captain Unohana, and Captain Aozaki, I’ve heard that your spiritual pressure has surpassed that of the Captain-Commander.”

“Your spiritual pressure is too strong, even stronger than all the other captains combined. We absolutely cannot allow any accidents to happen.”

"Otherwise, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the entire Three Realms!"

Huang Quanxing spoke solemnly to the three of them in a steady voice.

Kyoraku Shunsui stroked his chin.

Indeed, as Yomosei said, Aozaki Mayuki's spiritual pressure has surpassed that of his teacher.

I don't know how much better he is than the teacher, but it's definitely a world of difference!

If Shingetsu were to fall into hell, then this world might truly be doomed.

Unbeknownst to many, that mischievous junior brother has become an important figure whose very existence can affect the safety of the world!

Chapter 397 Jailer

After staring at Aozaki Maki for a few seconds, Yamamoto opened his mouth, but before he could say anything...

Aozaki Mayuki suddenly frowned and looked towards the conference room door.

Suddenly, the office door opened a crack, and a figure whose spiritual pressure was imperceptible appeared there.

"Wow... All the captains of the Gotei 13 are here. It seems that Seireitei already knows what happened."

A man slowly opened the door and walked in, smiling at everyone.

The man's appearance made the atmosphere in the conference room heavy.

He had chain tattoos on his body, and half of his body was shrouded in darkness.

One of them has a keyhole tattoo around his eye on his face, his left eye is completely black, his left arm is directly connected to a black skull, and there is a large ring on his back.

The overall design gives the impression of an ancient Buddha from a celestial Buddhist kingdom.

"Good evening, everyone! Lord Aizen, and you, Aozaki Mayuki, it's been a long time."

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

Upon seeing this person, Aozaki Mayuki was slightly surprised, but in his heart he was silently chanting "Kyoka Suigetsu" (a reference to a famous Chinese novel).

Everyone present remained as before, except for Aizen and Retsu Unohana, who glanced at him and then looked away.

Aozaki Mayuki smiled slightly and said softly:

"Long time no see, Szayelaporro! You seem to be doing quite well!"

Despite emanating a faint killing intent, his tone of voice was as if he were greeting an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Isn't all of this thanks to you, Aozaki Mayuki!"

The man, who was originally full of mystery, was instantly broken down by Aozaki Mayuki's words and roared in anger.

He glared angrily at Aozaki Mayuki, pointed to the large ring behind him, and said through gritted teeth:

"Thanks to you, my pores have all slid out of shape, they're not aesthetically pleasing at all."

"However, after all this time, you don't seem to have made any progress at all!"

Then, he threatened viciously:

"When you're in hell... I'll definitely have some fun with you!"

Upon hearing this, Aozaki Mayuki felt a surge of displeasure.

Szayelaporro used Roja for experiments, and Szayelaporro hadn't even settled accounts with him yet, but he dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

After returning from hell, this guy not only got a brand new, handsome look, but he also seems to have become arrogant and conceited.

On the other side, Yamamoto stood there quietly.

He gripped his cane tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed intently on Szayelaporro, seemingly oblivious to the conversation that had just taken place between the two.

After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and asked:

Who are you?

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Szayelaporro Granz, a jailer of hell."

Realizing that something was off about everyone's behavior, Szayelaporro didn't continue arguing with Aozaki Mayuki.

Like a gentleman, he gave Yamamoto a graceful bow and said:

"Captain-Commander, I come in the name of Hell, and I hope that the Seireitei will send Aozaki Mayuki to Hell."

"Otherwise, the blade of hell will arrive and utterly destroy the Three Realms."

"Ha ha……"

Yamamoto gave a mocking smile, his eyes flashing with a cold light that seemed to pierce through people's hearts.

He gripped his cane tightly and replied coldly:

"Give it to you? Do you really think I'm a fool?"

Yamamoto knew in his heart that even if Aozaki Mayuki was willing to sacrifice himself, handing him over to hell would have unimaginable consequences.

If True Moon enters Hell, the Gates of Hell will inevitably be unable to suppress it.

At that time, no one will be able to stop this disaster, and the whole world will be plunged into despair.

Whether as a teacher or from the standpoint of protecting the world, he cannot compromise.

"Hell, go back to where you came from! The Three Realms are not a place for you to run wild!"

Yamamoto's voice, carrying boundless authority, echoed through the air.

He exerted force with his palm, and the wooden cane instantly turned to ashes, revealing the Zanpakuto inside.

But... before he could even draw his sword, Aozaki Mayuki had already made his move.

Aozaki Mayuki, transformed into light, moved at incredible speed, appearing as if by teleportation, and instantly arrived in front of Szayelaporro.

Szayelaporro was greatly alarmed when he saw Aozaki Mayuki suddenly appear before him.

He knew that Aozaki Mayuki was very strong; after all, he had died at the hands of this guy back in Hueco Mundo.

But after falling into hell, he became a jailer of hell and was blessed with the power of hell.

His current strength is far beyond what he could have achieved during the Wastodd era.

I thought the gap between myself and Aozaki Mayuki had narrowed, and even if I wasn't as good as Aozaki Mayuki, the difference shouldn't be that big.

But when he actually faced this guy, that feeling of powerlessness welled up in his heart again!

Szayelaporro didn't hesitate to take a half-step forward, intending to retaliate, and dark shadows surged rapidly from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, black chains stretched out from the shadows, lunging towards Aozaki Mayuki like venomous snakes.

However, before the chains could even touch Aozaki Mayuki, he was already hit hard in the chest!

The punch was incredibly powerful, piercing through the black chains binding him and slamming into his chest.

Szayelaporro felt an indescribable pain shooting through his chest, causing him to cry out in pain and his body to fly backward involuntarily.

A loud bang.

Szayelaporro's body crashed into the courtyard like a cannonball, raising a cloud of dust.

He fell to the ground, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, his face turning extremely pale.

The power of that punch was so great that it severely injured him, almost rendering him unable to fight.

Szayelaporro lay on the ground, his hands tightly covering the bleeding wound on his chest, his face filled with disbelief and pain.

He turned his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with anger and confusion, staring intently at Aozaki Mazuki standing in front of him.

"You damned bastard... I am someone who has gained the approval of Hell and possessed the power of Hell... How could I be so much weaker than you?"

Szayelaporro's voice trembled, his life hanging by a thread, as if he might breathe his last at any moment.

Aozaki Mayuki's lips curled slightly upwards, a cold smile flashing in her eyes:

"Because... you're just too weak!"

"Even with the help of hellish power, it's still far from enough."

Aozaki Mayuki continued,

"I thought I couldn't sense your spiritual pressure because you've become so strong, but it seems it's just that your power is special."

"you you!!"

Szayelaporro's eyes widened, he was so angry he almost breathed fire, but he was too furious to utter a single word.

Half a second later, as if he suddenly remembered something, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth stained with blood.

"It's alright, Aozaki Mayuki, go ahead and do it!"

He hissed.

"This isn't the end of the story; it's just the beginning. You'll never escape this endless despair!"

"Endless despair? You mean being resurrected in hell after death, and then coming back to find me?"