Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

As for the sages who chose to become vassals of Shihouin and Shiba, they were simply enjoying the show, watching the two sides bicker and argue amongst themselves.

Such a lively atmosphere is rarely seen in the underground council chamber.

With the power of the Forty-Six Chambers, it was impossible for them to determine the guilt of the Five Great Nobles. At most, they could finalize the proposal and then upload it to the Golden Seal Noble Council, where the Five Great Nobles would make their own internal decision.

The Kuchiki side completely failed to understand, even though they were discussing yesterday that they would finalize the specific punishment after Kuchiki Hibiki was arrested.

Why did the sage of the Tsunayoshi clan change his story so quickly, only one night later?

Just as everyone was arguing, a faint spiritual energy fluctuation rippled through the underground council hall.

Below the seats.

A barely perceptible light appeared on the floor.

Yamamoto frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

tom!

The heavy cane struck the ground, instantly silencing the council chamber. Dozens of eyes peered through the curtains at the elderly figure at the bottom.

"Gentlemen, there's no point in continuing this argument."

Yamamoto's eyes were slightly closed, and wisps of heat surged from his haori, like leaping flames.

"It would be better to leave this matter to the Golden Seal Society, allowing the five noble families to decide internally. As for the Rotting Wood River, I guarantee I will act swiftly..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling beam of light burst forth from beneath his feet, shooting straight up to the ceiling and dispelling the gloom above the council hall.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, what are you doing?!"

A deafening roar of anger erupted from behind the curtain of seat number one:

"The Underground Council forbids any form of release of ghostly energy!"

Yamamoto frowned and subconsciously tried to move away from the beam of light beneath his feet, but before he could move, the light instantly spread and covered the entire ground where he was standing.

The next moment, a strong spatial fluctuation suddenly spread, instantly suppressing the boiling noise in the council hall.

The solid ground, originally made of killing stones, collapsed with a roar, and a storm of spiritual particles swept through, instantly engulfing Yamamoto's figure.

When everything calmed down, the members of the 46th Chamber were horrified to find that the ground below was now only deep black, and Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who had been standing there, had vanished without a trace.

Looking at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and stepping on the soft sand beneath his feet, Yamamoto narrowed his eyes, and a burst of scorching heat erupted from his body.

Damn idiot!

……

……

A heavy spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped the entire Yuqian Hall, and complex ghost incantations, like tadpoles swimming in water, quickly filled the sky.

Kotsubaki Sentaro, who had been keeping an eye on Amegakure, noticed the anomaly immediately and rushed over without thinking, just in time to enter the Kido barrier before it was completely sealed.

"Captain, I'll protect you!"

Jushiro Ukitake: "..."

Naraku Sora had no time to pay attention to the two of them; all his attention was focused on the figure that emerged from the darkness.

At this moment, the Ghost Path Barrier has completely covered Yuqian Hall, completely isolating it from the outside world.

"The third seat of Naraku?"

"The Fifth Assistant Captain?"

A somber atmosphere gradually spread and enveloped everyone.

"It seems there was an unexpected situation, but it doesn't matter."

Gosuke shook his head. "Lord Taketori's plan cannot fail. Since you're here, let's die together."

Naraku Sora grinned: "It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious. It's not a good sign that Gosuke has set a flag so early."

"But may I ask why you are here?"

Gosuke was somewhat surprised that Naraku Sora, as a seated officer, showed no fear when facing a captain.

Is it commendable courage, or simply ignorance breeds fearlessness?

He shook his head and said in a low voice:

"No comment."

"Alright, that's enough of the small talk."

"You brat, you should die!"

The moment the words fell, a terrifying spiritual pressure, like a raging ocean, erupted!

Chapter 107 Yamamoto? Stop increasing laughter

A gentle breeze rippled across the lake.

As if the war horn had sounded, Gosuke's figure vanished from his spot in an instant, flashing in front of Naraku Sora. The moment the cold light burst forth, the blade was drawn and slashed fiercely forward!

when--

The clash of metal sparked dazzling flashes, the blades intersecting and producing a grinding sound that made one's teeth ache.

The shockwaves exploded in layers, and the aftershocks made the wooden floorboards creak.

Gosuke carried out the extreme violence to the very end, and the materialized spiritual pressure surged uncontrollably, like an endless tide, one wave after another crashing down on Naraku.

However, the outcome of the battle was quite different from what he had originally expected.

Based on his understanding and the information he had gathered, Naraku Sora, despite being a genius, was merely a minor official.

Although he was able to exchange a few blows with Takeda Satoshi back then, that was entirely because Takeda wasn't using his full strength.

Takeda Satoru had sworn that if Shutara Senjumaru hadn't interfered, Naraku Sora would never have been able to return to Seireitei alive.

But now, things seem to be spiraling out of control.

Whether it was the spiritual pressure, the power of the slashes, or the exquisite technique, Gosuke had the illusion that he was fighting against other Shinigami captains.

Is this guy really someone who just graduated from the Academy of Spiritual Arts?

Looking back on the arduous journey he had taken, and then at Naraku before him, he had effortlessly achieved a power that ordinary Shinigami could hardly obtain in their entire lives.

Wu Zhu was momentarily dazed.

Is the difference between the Grim Reapers really that outrageous?

Thinking of this, an undisguised jealousy took root, sprouted, and grew deep within her heart, finally gripping her entire heart like gnarled tree roots.

His originally calm expression turned increasingly ferocious amidst the sparks flying as the blades clashed.

Naked ferocity emanated from his eyes, and his spiritual pressure erupted without restraint, transforming into a visible pillar of light that raged within the demonic barrier.

"No wonder he was chosen by Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

Gosuke grinned maliciously:

"Although he is only a seat officer, his true strength is already no weaker than that of an ordinary death god captain."

“If it were a few days ago, I might have been easily defeated by you.”

But now, everything is different!

As soon as he finished speaking, his arm suddenly bent, and the already immense force intensified, causing the fragile floor to shatter instantly.

Naraku dodged, letting the Zanpakuto fall like a heavy hammer.

Bang!

The air became increasingly viscous, as if we were falling into water.

Both their movements and the flow of spiritual pressure became somewhat sluggish.

Without hesitation, Gosuke stepped forward, his entire body bursting with power, his right hand rising high as the blade slashed down.

The air made a tearing sound, like fabric being torn.

Clang!

Naraku Sora raised his sword to defend, but a terrifying force, like a mountain collapsing, surged forth and sent him flying.

Before he could even regain his footing, Gosuke pressed his advantage, unleashing an astonishing speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The earth trembled with a deafening roar as he raced through the air, and a strange light emanated from the Zanpakuto he held aloft.

Before anyone could react, the blade struck down suddenly.

boom--

Like a meteorite falling, it roared and shook.

collapse!

The blade was blocked, but strangely, Naraku Sora sensed something unusual coming from his body.

It was as if the power had been drained away; with each clash between the blades, there was an illusion of increasing heaviness and sluggishness.

"Empty, be careful."

After a lightning-fast exchange, Jushiro Ukitake, who had been idling on the sidelines, finally came into his own.

"Gosuke's Zanpakuto is called Kutsu.

"The Shikai can inflict negative status effects on the enemy, such as weakening their power. Try to avoid contact with the Zanpakuto."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than he heard a helpless, cold laugh from the other end:

"Zanpakuto?"

"Any Shinigami within my spiritual pressure range will be affected."

"Captain Ukitake, I'm not the same Gosuke I used to be. Now I am—"

"Terrifyingly strong!"

"Hado No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon".

Before he could finish speaking, a cluster of dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from Naraku's fingertips, and leaping, twisted arcs of electricity shot out from them.

Boom!