Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"As expected, that person's power is still as alluring as ever."

Upon hearing Oswell's words, Gin Ichimaru nodded.

That kind of power, enough to overturn the world... who wouldn't yearn for it?

Fortunately, this power is in the hands of Aozaki Mayuki. If it were in the hands of some ambitious people who like to act, who knows what this world would become!

"Let's find another place; I can't unleash my full power here."

As he spoke, he placed one hand on his face, then leaped away and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing Gin Ichimaru's actions, Oswell raised the corners of his mouth.

Then, he vanished in a flash.

…………

While the Gotei 13 were locked in a fierce battle with Hell, somewhere in Hueco Mundo, something momentous was unfolding that would change the world.

The boundless expanse of white sand and the silent environment create a sense of isolation from the world.

It's as if no matter how cruel the world is, it has nothing to do with this place; as long as you close your eyes, you can find eternal peace.

If you stay too long, even the most beautiful memories will fade.

Aozaki Mayuki coldly watched the enormous body gradually disappear.

When miracles become powerless, the process of decomposition and absorption is no longer difficult, but this is not the goal, but rather a means to achieve it.

As he expected, nothing went wrong this time, and the process of absorbing nutrients went very smoothly.

He felt his mind gradually become clear and transparent, a wonderful feeling that brought him comfort.

With a heart full of tranquility, the spiritual pressure around him gradually subsided.

With spiritual pressure contained within, one immediately feels a yearning from the soul.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Aozaki Mayuki began her path of evolution...

No, it's about becoming what he's meant to be.

Aozaki Mayuki had a strange realization, and only then did he fully understand the difference between himself and Aizen.

He wasn't lying to Aizen.

Although both are in their third fusion state, Aozaki Mayuki is stronger than Aizen, standing in a higher dimension.

The Hogyoku is something that guides potential, that much is true.

And his potential is even greater than Aizen's.

Aozaki Mayuki even had a sense of arrogance in her mind.

He was not a minor demon on the journey to the West, who had to obey the king's orders to die, but rather the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who should cause chaos and upheaval.

But... I'd rather not become a monkey, it's better to just be myself.

Chapter 413 Is that the Hogyoku?

Barragan, who has returned from hell once again, holds that massive black axe in his hand, exuding a chilling aura.

He, along with Shihouin Senhi, Shijima Chigiri, Obana Danjiro, and Wang Tuchuan Yuxu, who had also experienced multiple cycles of life and death, approached Yamamoto, gradually pushing him into a desperate situation.

"Oh... Yamamoto, you really are getting old. Can't you do this anymore?"

A mocking smile played on Shihouin Chihiro's lips, but his eyes revealed an unprecedented seriousness and heaviness.

Old age and physical decline are inevitable fates that no long-lived person can avoid.

Despite his young age, he passed away prematurely.

But from the rebellious Saizo and the executor Nobuo, Shihouin Senri understood this principle.

Even though the spiritual pressure hasn't diminished, in terms of combat ability, the younger one was undoubtedly far stronger than the older one.

This is not the time to delve into the biology of death.

The key is that if Yamamoto cannot hold on at this moment, and that terrifyingly powerful brat is not present, then Soul Society may really face the crisis of destruction!

"Hold on, Yamamoto! You're not the kind of weakling who'll give up. Come at me!"

Shihouin Senhi roared loudly, his voice filled with anxiety and anger.

"You don't need to tell me, I already know about that!"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni gripped his Zanpakuto with both hands and swung it fiercely at the five enemies coming from all directions.

A powerful burst of fire energy suddenly erupted.

The raging flames surged like a ferocious beast, instantly repelling the four enemies in front of them.

However, at that moment, Barragán's giant axe came hurtling towards them with a sharp whistling sound.

But Yamamoto showed no sign of backing down.

He gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, each swing colliding head-on with Barragan's axe wind, showing no fear.

As the battle progressed, Yamamoto gradually fell into a slump.

Barragán, however, wore a smug smile.

As the former king of Hueco Mundo, he had ruled that world for many years.

Over the long years, he participated in countless wars, both large and small.

But I have never been so excited, nor have I ever felt such a strong urge to kill the person in front of me.

Just then, Yamamoto used a fiery sword technique again, his blade bursting into flames and repelling Barragan.

However, this time Yamamoto did not press his advantage. Instead, he paused, panting heavily.

He had to stop to catch his breath and regain his strength.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni quickly focused his mind, trying to calm himself down.

However, the Hell Five gave him no chance to breathe, and they launched an attack on Yamamoto simultaneously.

After more than a dozen rounds of fierce fighting, Shihouin Senhi finally found a weakness in Yamamoto.

The Zanpakuto in his hand drew a semi-circular blade of light, leaving a fleeting afterimage in the air, and slashed fiercely at the latter's neck with the force of thunder!

Seeing the long sword aimed at his neck, Yamamoto's expression turned solemn, and he was startled.

He tried to raise the knife in his hand to defend himself, but found that he was no longer strong enough to make such a move, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

If only I could be 500 years younger!

Yamamoto couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

However, the expected bloody scene did not occur.

Just when Shihouin Sennatsu thought he was about to succeed with this strike.

To his surprise, he found that his knife, which was still a few centimeters away from Yamamoto's neck, suddenly became impossible to swing.

A strong resistance came from the knife, causing a sharp pain in his wrist.

He couldn't help but glance to the side, only to see that a dark-skinned girl had quietly appeared beside him.

The girl's skin tone was quite similar to his own, and her body was wrapped in lightning formed from high-density spiritual pressure.

These lightning bolts formed animalistic features such as cat ears, a cat tail, and cat paws, tightly covering her body like a magnificent suit of armor.

"Instant Roar - Thunder Beast Battle Form - Instant Roar Black Cat Battle Maiden!"

Yoruichi Shihouin grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

At the same time, she gripped Shihouin Senhi's wrist tightly with one hand, increasing the pressure to make him feel immense stress.

With her movement, a sharp knee strike slammed into Shihouin Senhi's stomach.

With a crisp cracking sound, Shihouin Sennichi's right hand snapped instantly.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing the girl's ruthless methods, Shijima Chigiri, who was about to approach, instantly tensed up.

He stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, his face grave, a strong sense of unease rising within him.

However, by the time he was ready to react, it was too late.

Taking advantage of that brief pause, a light and gentle voice rang in my ears:

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

The sound was like a demonic whisper, instilling a sense of crisis in everyone from the bottom of their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, a black, wall-shaped cuboid rose from the ground with incredible speed.

It resembled a giant black cage, exuding a suffocating atmosphere.

This is a black cage forged with turbid power, imprisoning the culprit Shijima Chigiri within, subjecting him to the torture of being pierced by thousands of sharp blades.

"what……"

Shijima Chigiri let out a piercing scream.

He struggled desperately, but found himself unable to escape this terrible cage.

Each struggle felt like countless sharp blades piercing his body, causing him unbearable pain.

A few seconds later, as the last groan faded away, the giant black coffin also disappeared.

Shijima Chigiri's golden armor was shattered, and his body was covered in blood. He lay limply on the ground like a lump of mud.

His vital signs gradually weakened, as if he could die at any moment.

"Alright, now it's time for the substitution. The substitute has arrived. The captain can go off the field and rest for now."

Yoruichi Shihouin threw away her severed arm, her body crackling with electricity.

Her eyes, filled with a smile, swept over everyone present.

The crisp sound of leather boots hitting the ground rang out, and Daoyugen Aura emerged from the shadows.

She walked up to Yamamoto, reached out and helped the swaying old man to his feet, then turned to look at the others.