Let the Bizarre Adventure of the Joestars begin.

From this statement, Kisuke Urahara gleaned something else: Aizen must now be able to activate Bankai, which means he has already reached captain-level combat power.

"But it still won't work." Looking at Aizen, who was no longer suppressing himself and was releasing his captain-level spiritual pressure, Kisuke Urahara smiled but still indicated that it wouldn't work.

"Why?" Aizen asked Urahara Kisuke, his voice filled with doubt rather than anger, because Aizen knew very well that Urahara Kisuke must have had a reason for doing this.

The questioning now is simply to get this gloomy man, who always wears a hat, to give him a suitable explanation.

"She said it." With Urahara Kisuke's words, Aizen instantly suppressed his desire to go to Hueco Mundo, but in the next instant, his longing for Jeanne erupted in his heart.

"I see, but I still want to go." After suppressing her inner desire to comply, she made the same request to Kisuke Urahara once again.

Aizen knew very well that he should go and find out about Jeanne's situation. The idea of ​​someone being alone for two hundred years was something Aizen could never imagine, and he had to go and alleviate that person's loneliness.

"You did choose this in the end, didn't you?" Kisuke Urahara looked at Aizen with an expression that said, "I knew it," as if he had already guessed what choice Aizen would make.

"?!?!?!?!" Aizen gradually developed murderous intent towards Urahara Kisuke, who seemed to have seen through his thoughts.

"Oh dear, don't make such a dangerous face. It was Miss Renna who said it." Seeing Aizen's expression gradually becoming dangerous, Kisuke Urahara knew very well that if he quickly revealed who had made him say those words, he would probably die here.

"It's Jeanne." Aizen believed Urahara Kisuke's explanation, but why?

It's probably because among the few people in this world who understand Aizen, only Jeanne could foresee things so far ahead.

"Yes, it was Miss Ranna who said that." Regarding Aizen's understanding, Kisuke Urahara felt that at least for now, his own safety was no longer a concern.

"And then, what else did she say?" Aizen had absolutely no belief that Jeanne, who assumed he would definitely come looking for her, hadn't left any other words behind.

"She said, if you still insist on coming after I've tried to persuade you, then I'll let you go." As for Aizen's question, Kisuke Urahara relayed Jeanne's answer very well.

"She would never leave behind such unconditional words." It seems Aizen has a pretty good grasp of Jeanne's habits.

"You guessed right, Miss Aizen. Miss Jeanne said that if you want to go, you need to be sure that you have the strength of a captain before you can go." Looking at Aizen, who had come to the answer with just a slight deduction, Kisuke Urahara couldn't help but sigh that it was convenient to talk to smart people.

"Ha, so you mean I need Bankai to get through this?" Aizen smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"However, judging from Aizen's appearance, perhaps this condition has already been met." Urahara Kisuke naturally knew very well the circumstances under which Aizen would show such a smile.

The fact that he showed that smile meant that Aizen had already met Jeanne's conditions.

"Well, well, Miss Jeanne has really found a formidable monster to be her friend." Kisuke Urahara looked at the girl whose strength no one knew and said the same words he had spoken two hundred years ago.

This confirms once again the fact that Aizen is a monster-like human.

"Let's get started, Kisuke Urahara. I should go and bring her back." Just like two hundred years ago, Aizen showed absolutely no reaction to Kisuke Urahara's assessment.

"Well, preparations for heading to Hueco Mundo will take another three days. Come back in three days." As for Aizen's request to depart, Urahara Kisuke simply explained how long it would take to prepare before letting Aizen go back.

These three days should have been a time for Aizen to take care of his own affairs.

Of course, as for why it took three days to prepare, Kisuke Urahara couldn't yet explain that he was too lazy, which caused the black cavity generator for Yona to break down in Hueco Mundo.

However, if it's not inspected even once every two hundred years, it's understandable that it would break down.

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In short, this is the first chapter today, and there are three more to come.

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Soul Slayer: Chapter Seventeen - The Rebellion of the Zanpakuto

A desolate desert where not a blade of grass grows, and a sky devoid of any clouds or mist.

The ever-hanging full moon contains many times more spiritual particles than the Soul Society.

She crouched down slightly, picked up some sand from the ground with two fingers, held it up to her eyes, and rubbed it with her slender white fingers to examine its composition.

"Just ordinary sand?" Aizen confirmed the composition of the sand by feeling the texture in his hand.

After confirming the composition of the sand, Aizen threw away the dry sand he had picked up earlier and turned to look at the endless desert. Judging from his actions, he was doing the same thing as when Jeanne came to Hueco Mundo.

"It seems that the only difference between Hueco Mundo and Soul Society lies in the density of spiritual particles in the atmosphere and the environment." After closing his eyes and sensing the density of spiritual particles in the air, he confirmed this.

But in the next instant, Aizen felt an exceptionally terrifying spiritual pressure.

If Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's spiritual pressure was enough to make one breathless, then this spiritual pressure was at a level that made one afraid to even breathe. Although it felt somewhat weaker than Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's spiritual pressure, this spiritual pressure was already taking shape.

While sensing this spiritual pressure, Aizen also sensed something else incredible: the feeling this spiritual pressure gave him was almost like...

It was like someone very important to her, and that person was Miss Jeanne.

Although it's a bit unbelievable that Jeanne could grow to such an extent in just two hundred years, when you think about how Jeanne is actually a monster even more terrifying than yourself, perhaps this unbelievability is just the level you can accept.

"Jeanne, you've become this strong?" She opened her eyes, turned her head to look in the direction of the spiritual pressure she was feeling, and said this.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be overjoyed to know that someone important to them is still alive. However, Aizen has never been an ordinary person.

'However, such a massive release of spiritual pressure means that Lady Jeanne must be battling something.' Aizen instantly grasped Lady Jeanne's situation from the sheer volume of her spiritual pressure, which defied description.

'In that case, it seems I should go over there. While Kyoka Suigetsu doesn't offer much help in pure combat, it might be useful as support...' Having made up his mind, Aizen began heading towards Jeanne. As for the reason?

Of course, it's because Aizen believes that Jeanne needs his help.

However, Aizen hadn't gone far when Jeanne's spiritual pressure rushed towards them at breakneck speed, and the speed it felt was probably beyond description.

After all, in just one second, Miss Jeanne appeared in Aizen's line of sight, and the next second, Miss Jeanne crashed into the sand dune in front of Aizen in the shape of a shrimp.

"Ha~" Although Aizen couldn't see what kind of injury Rana had suffered, he could still tell from her panting that Rana wasn't in a good condition.

"Are you alright?" He used Instant Step to appear beside Jeanne, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings as he asked her this question.

"I was wondering why I felt that familiar spiritual pressure. It's you, Aizen." Looking at Aizen, who was standing guard beside her, Jeanne took a few seconds to confirm who he was. It was probably because Jeanne had been fighting in Hueco Mundo for too long.

"Jeanne, who are you fighting?" He didn't respond much to Miss Jeanne's question, but instead continued to look around warily, trying to confirm the location of the person who had knocked Miss Jeanne away.

"Aizen, get out of the way!!!" But instead of an answer, Aizen was met with a shout. Although Aizen didn't quite understand what Jeanne was yelling at him.

However, Aizen still chose to believe Jeanne and left the spot where he had been standing.

The instant Aizen left, a knife pierced the ground where he had just been standing.

"Oh dear, they didn't kill this troublemaker after all." A woman with the same face as Miss Jeanne said this, but apart from her face, everything about her seemed to be the opposite of Miss Jeanne.

For example, if Miss Jeanne's hair is silver-white, then that person's hair is pure black.

"However, one more swing of the sword should suffice, right?" With that, she disappeared from Aizen's sight, a movement that meant Aizen's eyesight could no longer keep up with her speed.

However, the sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out in front of Aizen. After taking a closer look, Aizen was able to determine where the sound was coming from.

"Aizen, run!" Jeanne said through gritted teeth as she struggled against her blade.

Aizen knew very well that there was nothing he could do there, so, just as Jeanne had suggested, he chose to run away.

Escape to a place where it won't interfere with Miss Jeanne's battle.

"Oh dear, so you chose to run away so as not to interfere with our battle?" She looked at the departing figure, her words laced with sarcasm.

"So, why did you appear as my Bankai? Anomaly." Miss Jeanne didn't want to say much to her words, but instead unleashed a small burst of energy, separating the two blades that had been locked in a stalemate.

“But as long as she’s still in Hueco Mundo, I’ll be in a favorable position.” As for Jeanne’s words, she didn’t really care. After all, all she wanted was to gain control of the body. How many people important to Jeanne would die in the process of gaining control of the body wasn’t that important to her.

"I think Aizen has already gone back by now." Looking at her, Miss Jeanne said something that she herself didn't quite believe, but as long as this sentence could deceive her a little, that would be enough.

"That sounds nice, but it doesn't change the fact that if I catch her, you will inevitably die." She mocked Miss Jeanne in this way.

However, Miss Jeanne had to admit that what she said was quite right.

If she captures Aizen, Jeanne will surely die, because Jeanne would never allow someone important to her to die in front of her.

Unless, of course, I die first.

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4000/8000, two chapters to go.

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Soul Slayer: Chapter Eighteen - Another Betrayal

Two identical blades clashed, and two almost identical people fought.

Meanwhile, Aizen, who had previously gotten involved in the battle, had already fled far away.

Now that it's confirmed Aizen has escaped, Jeanne is ready to fight with all her might.

However, before going all out, Miss Jeanne needs to verify something, something very important. If she doesn't verify this, the whole thing will become very troublesome, to the point that Miss Jeanne will have no way of finding a way to break through the barrier.

"I'm saying, since you, that is, my Bankai, have become my enemy; then, will my Shikai also..." Jeanne asked the person. Although she didn't finish her sentence, Jeanne knew very well that the person understood her meaning.

"Oh, I can tell you the answer. Your suspicion is correct," she replied to Miss Jeanne, just as Miss Jeanne had said when she first asked the question. But it was precisely because of this situation that Miss Jeanne was now feeling a headache, a headache about what she had to face and solve next.

And with those words, the Zanpakuto in Jeanne's hand began to rebel against her. This would be impossible for most Shinigami, but it did happen to Jeanne.

When she felt the blade in her hand resisting her control, Miss Jeanne did not choose to forcefully grasp the hilt, but instead chose to let go.

"Hmph, it seems that if I hadn't asked, I would have had to fight your Shikai again after our battle, wouldn't I?" Looking at the Zanpakuto that flew away, Miss Na was very unhappy, but no matter how unhappy she was, it couldn't undo the fact that the Zanpakuto had already betrayed her.

And now, just as Miss Jeanne had anticipated, she has fallen into the most troublesome situation.

Now, Ms. Jeanne has to face both Shikai and Bankai at the same time. Although Ms. Jeanne is very clear about the weaknesses of Shikai, even though she has been fighting Bankai for decades, she still has not been able to guess the abilities of Bankai.

However, not being able to guess it perfectly doesn't mean that you can't guess it roughly.

Although it only appeared for a fleeting moment each time, Miss Jeanne did glean a clue from those moments, and that clue was the word "sharp." If the sharpness of Bankai were to be described in words, it would probably be: a blade sharp enough to cut through anything, and such a blade, probably no one in the world would dare to face head-on.

"Oh, so you can't hide it anymore?" She looked at the Zanpakuto that was gradually taking human form, a wicked smile on her face, her words full of sarcasm.

"If it weren't for you, I could have taken over that body in the easiest and most effortless way—the body that should have been mine." The person said this, and Miss Na remembered her appearance very clearly; it was the face of the person she had seen before she went to find the Zanpakuto.

"Stop, I don't have much energy to fight you right now." She (referring to Bankai) said to that person (referring to Shikai, which later became Zanpakuto), and the meaning in her words was so clear that Miss Jeanne could tell what was going to happen to her just by listening to her.

What Miss Rana could hear, Zanpo could naturally hear as well.

"What do you mean?" Zhanpo's words sounded like a question, yet also like a statement. But once the answer was known, a statement was enough.

"Kill her first." She raised the knife, the tip pointing at Miss Jeanne, and Miss Jeanne had already guessed what she was going to do from the conversation just now.