Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

There's nothing we can do; after all, Barragán is the jailer of hell.

For these culprits, Barragán wielded absolute authority over the rules.

Barragan's skeletal face clearly showed a smug expression, along with a hint of resentment.

How despicable! Absolutely despicable!

It's all those damned bastards, Aozaki Mayuki and Aizen Sosuke,' who forced me, the king of Hueco Mundo, into this predicament.

This has left me in such a miserable state, powerless to resist, and completely at the mercy of others!

Don't be fooled by the fact that he is leading a group of powerful figures.

But so what?

He may appear imposing on the surface, but in reality, he is nothing more than a prisoner.

Even as a jailer, one must abide by the rules of hell while in this hell.

How is this any different from going to jail?

They're practically prisoners doing voluntary labor!

However, compared to those who commit crimes, they do not have to suffer punishment and live a relatively easier life.

But for this ancient king, the things he has experienced in recent decades are undoubtedly the greatest insult to his dignity.

First, he was forced to submit to Aizen, then he was mercilessly killed by Aozaki Mayuki, and even after arriving in Hell, he had to work for others without pay.

How could this proud king possibly endure such a series of heavy blows?

No, we absolutely cannot give up now!

Revenge is imperative!

Since Aizen and Aozaki Mayuki are no longer here...

The ancient king suddenly stood up, and the black chains on his body immediately became restless, dancing and twisting wildly.

Immediately afterwards, the chains swiftly coalesced in his hand into a huge, black axe.

"Let's start with Aozaki Mayuki's teacher!"

A cruel smile appeared on Barragan's lips. He flashed away, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and headed straight for Yamamoto's location.

However, just as he was about to reach his destination, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Barragan looked closely and discovered that Aizen had somehow raised his Zanpakuto and was now firmly blocking his way.

He froze, staring at Aizen Sousuke with a questioning look, and asked incredulously:

"What did you do to escape my all-seeing eye?"

Aizen did not answer, maintaining his usual smile, though a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

He countered, "A clairvoyant?"

Barragan chuckled mockingly, pointed to his eye covered by a keyhole tattoo, and said smugly:

"Hmph, this is the power that Hell has given to us jailers. No matter how the beings of the Three Realms try to hide their spiritual pressure, they cannot escape our eyes."

"Is that so? Then I know why you can't sense my spiritual pressure."

Aizen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

Upon hearing this, Barragan frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

He was about to ask further when he saw the smile on Aizen's face vanish instantly.

Immediately afterward, Barragan only felt a blur before his eyes, and Aizen's figure disappeared.

The next moment, Barragan felt a chill creep up from behind.

He turned around abruptly and saw that Aizen had appeared behind him at some point.

At this moment, Aizen's eyes were cold, and he held a Zanpakuto that gleamed with a cold light in his hand, which he thrust straight at him.

Barragán was terrified, but having received the power of hell, he reacted with incredible speed.

He quickly dodged to the side, and at the same time raised his giant axe to chop at Aizen.

However, before Barragan's axe blade could even touch Aizen, he felt a sharp pain.

It turned out that Aizen's Zanpakuto had already pierced his chest.

Barragán stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand how Aizen could possess such immense strength, enabling him to defeat him so easily.

Aizen looked at Barragan's pained expression, and a smile returned to his lips.

"It's not that you didn't feel my spiritual pressure, it's just that you didn't realize you were already feeling it."

"When did you start to have the illusion that I didn't use the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique?"

Aizen's voice came again, and although his tone was still indifferent, it sounded like an insult to Barragan.

This was the second time he had been defeated by that Zanpakuto; the first time was when he had bowed down and submitted to it.

The unpleasant memories instantly turned Barragán's face grim.

"You bastard..."

Barragán roared.

However, before he could finish speaking, his head flew off and dissipated into the air as spiritual particles.

After dealing with Barragan, Aizen turned his attention to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and Unohana Retsu, who were standing to the side.

Clearly, despite Unohana Retsu's assistance, Yamamoto, relying solely on his Shikai, still struggled to defeat those powerful opponents.

The enemy they faced was the first captain of the Gotei 13, whose strength had been elevated to a whole new level with the power of hell.

Aizen frowned slightly, lost in thought.

He stared at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's aged face, and suddenly a figure appeared in his mind.

Then, he slowly removed his glasses, tossed his short hair back, and murmured softly:

“I’m not like you, becoming weak. It’s just that if this world is destroyed, my ambitions will never be realized. That’s all.”

Chapter 410 Craving Power

"Yamamoto Shigekuni, die!"

Shihōin Sennhō raised her hand, wielding her sword, and slashed fiercely at Yamamoto Shigekuni.

"You?"

Yamamoto Shigekuni glanced at him, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

He casually swung his sword, easily sending Shihouin Sennichi flying.

"Hmph, you're still far from good enough. Go back and practice some more, or you'll embarrass yourself in public."

"How dare this brat humiliate the five noble families like this?"

“Dead nobles can’t be considered nobles.” Yamamoto sneered.

Senji Shihouin, who had been knocked away, was furious. His face turned red, and he glared at Shigekuni Yamamoto.

He clenched his left fist tightly, raised his right hand high with his sword, lowered his body, and sped along the ground, intending to attack Yamamoto Shigekuni again.

In the past, Yamamoto would have considered his status as one of the five noble families and wouldn't have lost face in front of outsiders even after becoming the Captain-Commander.

He's only been dead for a few hundred years, and they're not even giving him any face?

There are so many soldiers watching from the side!

Do the dead not have human rights?

That old guy is way too realistic!

At this moment, several figures appeared beside Shihouin Senhi, and they ran alongside him.

As they increased their speed, the sound of their bodies cutting through the air grew louder, and the slicing sounds of the first Gotei 13 captains became increasingly clear.

As they ran, the whistling of swords cutting through the air seemed to be discussing which part of Yamamoto's body to cut into, already impatient to see Yamamoto Shigekuni fall into a pool of blood.

Accompanied by a ferocious laugh, he arrived right in front of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

At that moment, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air came from the dark sky, followed by what sounded like something colliding in mid-air.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out as Shihouin Senhi, wielding his sword, used all his strength to block Yamamoto's longsword, but his body was engulfed in flames as a result.

However, he seemed completely unfazed by the intense pain, desperately resisting Yamamoto's long sword and rendering him unable to move.

"Kill them now!!"

With a roar, Lu Qubaiyunzhai leaped into the air and sprinted forward at an incredible speed.

With each step, she could cover several meters, staring intently at Yamamoto who was parrying with all his might. She raised her long-handled naginata high and thrust it fiercely at Yamamoto.

Clang!

A bright, light blue aura of spiritual energy swirled around the blade. Shikatori Hakunsai landed right behind the mountain, and the long-handled naginata in her hand was firmly blocked by a curved katana.

"Yachiryū!"

Shikaku Hakunsai's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed.

The immense spiritual pressure collided, causing the ground to instantly shatter.

The two of them took a step back at the same time, and the surging spiritual pressure formed a powerful shockwave that knocked down the nearby team members and hellish monsters.

"Yachiru, it's been so many years! You've really grown strong!"

Shiroku Hakuunzai couldn't help but burst into laughter. The appearance of such a powerful figure before her filled her with excitement.

It blocked my attack, now enhanced by the power of hell, without even unleashing the power of the Slashing Blade.

If Unohana Yachiru was once a madwoman with exceptional swordsmanship, then Unohana Retsu is now a complete monster.

But just as some Grim Reapers are limited to being ordinary soldiers, others are limited to being executive officers.