Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

Moreover, "All Things" can autonomously extract the spiritual particles emitted when the opponent uses their abilities, perform soul information extraction and analysis, obtain soul algorithms, restore and store them, and ultimately copy the opponent's abilities and then continuously evolve.

It can be said that the current "Wanxiang" still possesses the function of "Yanluo Mirror".

In the days that followed, Loran continuously practiced sword meditation with "Myriad Phenomena," deeply engraving his soul into this divine weapon and completely shaping it into his own form.

Szayelaporro's gold coins weren't in a hurry to explode. He waited until he completed the Sword Zen and performed the initial release of "All Things". He felt that he was probably about to advance to another level, just like the Hollows' Arrancar.

In a sense, Loran, as a celestial demon, does not possess the so-called upper limit of souls in this world; he belongs to the category of a born transcendent being.

His way of becoming stronger is very simple: he constantly improves himself or waits for the arrival of the new Loran from the Otherworld. He doesn't need to rely on the collision of souls to break through the limits of his own soul like Aizen did.

Thinking of Aizen, Loran suddenly remembered something.

As everyone knows, in the battles of the Grim Reaper, style is everything.

The release of the Zanpakuto is the epitome of trendiness. Shouldn't he come up with a cool release phrase for "All Things"?

Unlike other Shinigami's Zanpakuto, this "Bansho" was forged by Loran from the very beginning, and he broke free from the monk's control. Therefore, he designed the Shikai, Shikai, and Bankai of the Zanpakuto.

After much deliberation, Loran finalized the Shikai and Bankai of this Zanpakuto.

Zanpakuto: Banshou

Initial interpretation: The lotus opens with eight petals, reflecting the myriad forms on the mirror stand.

Jōruri Sketch: After the tip of the sword touches the trajectory of the enemy's spiritual pressure, the lotus petals absorb the data and generate the corresponding "bionic spirit pattern" of the Zanpakutō. After a period of analysis, the opponent's ability can be replicated and stored.

Empty Color Mirror World: The Zanpakuto stores a large amount of ability data. The Zanpakuto will calculate this ability, reflecting everything about the opponent like a mirror, analyzing their weaknesses and then feeding back to the master for countermeasures.

All phenomena are reflected: After storing a large amount of ability data, the Zanpakuto will summarize and organize abilities with similar essences during its spare time, and then perform calculations, fusion and optimization, taking the essence and discarding the dross, to evolve into more powerful abilities.

Interpretation of Swastika: The vast world·all things are one and the same

Appearance: The blade collapses into a suspended dark gold compass, the user is dressed in an imperial robe, a landscape garden unfolds beneath their feet, and sand patterns display the data stream of all the enemy's spiritual pressure.

Scene 1: Thousand Faces Mirror City: Summon the "spiritual phantoms" of all abilities that have been copied in history (such as Hyōrinmaru's ice dragon and Kirikumo's roc).

Second Scene: Causal Spiral: The sand patterns in the courtyard rotate counterclockwise, forcing the enemy into the "Evolutionary Paradox Illusion"—their Zanpakuto abilities will randomly regress to their pre-Shikai state or go berserk into an uncontrollable form, with the duration depending on the enemy's spiritual pressure.

Other abilities need further development.

The power of Wanxiang is impressive, but Wanxiang itself is a sword that constantly evolves in battle, becoming more and more powerful as the battle progresses.

Therefore, Loran is ready to test his skills against the world, and he is now eager to take Wanxiang out to fight on all sides.

First, attack the Hueco Mundo Expedition, then attack Las Noches.

In the remaining memories of Szayelaporro, Loran finally found the exact location of Las Noches.

It's time to let Hueco Mundo witness the awe-inspiring power of the Heavenly Demon.

Chapter 57 Death: The Expedition

In the Hueco Mundo Expedition's camp, the expedition leader, Shusuke Amagai, stroked the peculiar sword at his waist, lost in thought.

Those familiar with this expeditionary force captain know that he always carries two swords with him: one is his Zanpakuto "Raika," while the other has never been seen being used.

Tenbei Shusuke is a tall, handsome man with a chivalrous face. He is upright, responsible, and tough, qualities that everyone can discern from his instantly likable face.

He held a slightly yellowed notebook, reading and thinking at the same time. The words "Mo Bo Dao" and "Xia Da Lu" were faintly visible on it.

Sensing the spiritual pressure outside the tent, Tenbei Shusuke quickly put away his notebook and pretended to be handling business at the table.

"Captain, it's me, Kibune Satoshi."

"Please come in, Mr. Kishin."

A handsome young man wearing square-framed glasses lifted the tent flap and entered the captain's tent.

"Reporting to the captain, another theft has occurred at the expedition's warehouse."

Upon hearing this, Tenbei Shusuke frowned and asked.

"This is the fourth time the warehouse has been burglarized since I joined the expedition, isn't it?"

Kifuna nodded and said, "Yes, but it happened once before you took office, and twice more afterward, each time several years apart. It has now been five years since the last warehouse theft."

Tenbei Xiuzhu is somewhat troubled.

"The Void shouldn't be interested in the things in our warehouse, right? Like before, they reported the loss of the Spirit Furnace and the Kido textbook. But what would the Void want to steal these things for? Do they also need to make tools? Do they also need to learn Kido?"

Kibune was also completely baffled. In the minds of these expeditionary grim reapers, the Hollows were devoid of civilization.

Even though Adjuchas and Vastod possessed intelligence no less than, and perhaps even far exceeding, that of ordinary people, their way of life was no different from that of wild beasts. They had no writing, no civilization, and their language was an imitation of the language of death and the world.

How could such a pack of beasts possibly learn the profound ways of the demons? If we gave them to them, would they even understand it?

Could they be noble Shinigami exiled to Hueco Mundo? Then why are they using Kido textbooks? Shouldn't they have already learned all of this in Soul Society?

"Yes, I reported this to the Soul Society and asked them to replenish the stolen supplies. But those lords simply didn't believe our story. They fabricated a theft of the expedition's warehouse; it's absurd." Amagai Shusuke's expression darkened as he mentioned the matter, clearly having suffered a lot of anger from the Soul Society lords.

Kifune could only offer words of comfort. Tenbei Shusuke waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.

He then asked, "Is this time as seamless as the previous times?"

Kibune shook his head: "Captain, we found some traces this time. It seems that the other party did not intend to hide at all. Moreover, judging from the spiritual pressure characteristics left behind, it does not seem to be a Hollow, but more like a Shinigami."

"The Grim Reaper?" Tenbei Shusuke's pupils contracted.

"How could it be a Grim Reaper? A lost member of the expedition? Or a criminal exiled to Hueco Mundo?"

Kibune took a deep breath, preparing to recount his findings and reasoning. However, just as he was about to speak, an extremely terrifying and heavy spiritual pressure, seemingly capable of crushing the entire world, swept in like a raging storm, instantly engulfing the entire expedition camp.

This spiritual pressure was like a towering mountain, pressing heavily on everyone, making it almost impossible to breathe. Kibune was the first to be affected; he felt as if he were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and his body involuntarily fell to his knees.

His breathing became rapid, as if each inhale was a desperate struggle against that terrifying spiritual pressure. Sweat poured down his forehead, soaking his clothes and forming wet streaks.

The scenery before him became blurred under the impact of this spiritual pressure. Kibune Risa's vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness began to waver, as if he might faint at any moment.

Kibune Riki is an elite member of the expedition team! His strength is outstanding among the many members, but even so, he appears so fragile and vulnerable in the face of this terrifying spiritual pressure. One can only imagine the situation of the other expedition team members; they would likely be even less able to withstand this terrifying spiritual pressure.

As expected, under the pressure of this spiritual force, nearly 90% of the expedition team members collapsed like wheat blown down by a hurricane.

As the captain of the expedition team, Amagai Shusuke's strength should have been comparable to that of the captains of the Gotei 13. However, faced with this terrifying spiritual pressure, he appeared extremely disheveled.

His spiritual pressure was only at the third-level spiritual power. Although he had barely crossed the threshold of the captain level, there was still a considerable gap compared to the strength of a true captain. Faced with this terrifying spiritual pressure, his third-level spiritual power was like a small boat in a storm, teetering on the brink of collapse, and could be swallowed up at any moment.

Tenbei Shusuke's breathing became rapid. He desperately tried to regulate his heart and lungs to alleviate the temporary loss of control caused by the terrifying spiritual pressure.

It felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. Each breath felt like a difficult tug-of-war against that powerful spiritual pressure.

"What incredible spiritual pressure! By the standards of Soul Society, it's at least a first-class spiritual power."

"Such powerful spiritual pressure exists in Hueco Mundo, could it be the legendary Vasto Lorde? But this spiritual pressure doesn't feel like the savagery of a Hollow at all, it's more like a Shinigami?"

"An exiled first-class spiritual master? Are you kidding me?" Tenbei Xiuzhu found his own conjecture unbelievable.

He found it hard to believe that someone of Genryuzai's caliber would be exiled to Hueco Mundo.

The source of that spiritual pressure was gradually approaching him, getting closer and closer, and the power brought by the spiritual pressure was becoming more and more terrifying.

Just as Kibune was about to completely faint, Amagai Shusuke drew his sword.

"Sever it, Thunder and Fire!"

The Zanpakuto Raika transformed into a white form, its tip hooked and featuring a massive, shell-like guard. The increased spiritual pressure from its Shikai further enhanced Amagai Shusuke's resistance. But then, that terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly vanished, as if the opponent had suppressed its own spiritual pressure the moment it sensed his Shikai.

"Hmm, as expected of an expedition that survived in the perilous Hueco Mundo, the quality of the Shinigami is truly extraordinary. I thought there would be no more than three people who could remain conscious."

A clear, youthful voice came from outside the tent. Tenbei Xiuzhu activated Shunpo and suddenly darted out from the side of the tent.

In the center of the camp stood a purple-haired boy dressed in a Shinigami uniform and wearing a cloak.

The other man, wielding a long sword, was casually engaging in combat with his subordinates.

Rikitaro, Ozawa, Saruyama, and Kagetsu were among the elite of the expedition team who fought against the enemy. Including him and Kifune, only six people in the entire expedition team remained conscious during that terrifying spiritual pressure.

All four had completed their initial release and were engaged in fierce combat with the enemy.

"His strength is alright, but he's not very agile."

Loran, wielding a longsword, easily dodged Aruyama's heavy hammer attack, as if commenting on his disciple.

Looking at the ground shaking violently from the heavy hammer blows, Loran's eyes lit up: "Oh, it's the power of vibration? But the spiritual pressure is a bit weak, not as shocking as Whitebeard's."

In the blink of an eye, Loran flashed and, like a ghost, blocked Huayue's rapier.

His gaze was sharp as he stared at his opponent, who, even in Hueco Mundo, was still impeccably dressed and splendidly styled. A slight smile appeared on his lips: "The power and speed of this sword strike are quite impressive, but it's a pity that you don't know how to conceal your killing intent, and your sword techniques are too straightforward."

Having said that, Loran flicked his wrist, and the longsword danced like a serpent. His steps were light and agile, as if he were gracefully dancing. The sword's momentum was like a surging tide, aiming straight for Huayue's chest.

Hua Yue was shocked and hurriedly drew her sword to defend herself.

However, Loran's swordsmanship was unpredictable, like a gazelle leaping through the air, leaving no trace. Suddenly, his swordplay changed, striking Huayue's head without warning. Caught off guard, Huayue could only hastily change her stance to defend.

Just then, Loran suddenly twisted his body, his sword strike instantly changing from a throat thrust to a downward slash. This sword strike was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, directly cutting a long wound in Huayue's chest, with blood spurting out like a fountain.

Instead of pressing her advantage, Loran turned and delivered a powerful back kick, sending Rikitaro, who had attacked from the side and behind, flying like a whirlwind. The entire movement was fluid and seamless, like a magnificent dance performance.

"Hado No. 4: White Lightning"

With a gentle tap, Loran sent the white lightning bolt piercing through Ozawa's right shoulder, who was holding a cross-shaped spear.

Immediately afterwards, he dodged Saruyama's heavy hammer with a quick movement, then struck the massive Saruyama in the side with a palm strike, easily knocking him to the ground.

Four people, two of whom are Kido-type and two of whom are Direct Attack-type. Wanxiang has successfully extracted their spiritual information and is analyzing and copying their Zanpakuto abilities.

Chapter 58 Death God: Amagai Shusuke

"Who exactly are you? And why did you attack the expedition?" Tenbei Shusuke asked, while secretly moving his hand to the Baku dagger at his waist.

Loran did not respond to Amagai Shusuke's question; instead, he looked curiously at the peculiar knife at Amagai Shusuke's waist.

"Is this the Tapir Blade?"

This single sentence threw Tenbei Shusuke into a state of utter confusion. Could the other party be someone sent by Soul Society to silence him?

The Kasumi family? Impossible. If the Kasumi family truly had a first-class spiritual power expert, would they need to cooperate with me?

Could it be that Yamamoto Genryusai discovered my identity and therefore sent his subordinates to silence me?

Countless speculations flooded Tenbei Shusuke's mind in an instant. Loran, using the "Transformation of Others" technique, keenly perceived Tenbei Shusuke's thoughts. He was speechless; he actually mistook me for an assassin sent by Soul Society.

"Don't even think about it. I have nothing to do with Soul Society. I'm here today to see your swords."

Loran made his point clear from the start.

"I'm not interested in your feud with Yamamoto, and you don't need to worry about me spreading your story. I just want to see your Bankai and the Kasumioji family's secret demonic weapon, the 'Baku Blade.'"

"Come on, draw your sword!"

Tenbei Shusuke's gaze was solemn. Without hesitation, he raised his Thunderfire. There was no point in dwelling on it now; a battle was the only option. Having spent years fighting on the frontier, Tenbei Shusuke never lacked the decisiveness to act swiftly.

"Bankai: Raiho Karasuka"

Lei Huo transformed into a larger form, with the upper half being a pinkish-white shield and the lower half a crimson giant hook, from which surging flames erupted.

Loran frowned. Why was there only Bankai?

"Where is the tapir-shaped sword?"

"It's not that I look down on you, but if you try to fight me with just your Bankai, you'll lose miserably."

Tenbei Shusuke answered calmly.

"Although I don't know where you learned about the Tapir Blade, I can tell you that it's not as powerful as you imagine, at least not yet."

"Using the Tapir Blade now will not only not help me, but will also lower my combat power."

He wasn't lying; Loran used his ability to freely observe Tenbei Xiuzhu's inner thoughts.

Come to think of it, that makes sense. Historically, the Kasumi clan didn't start making moves until the time of Ichigo Kurosaki. It's normal that the Baku technique wasn't fully mature by then, since it's a demonic sword through and through.

Loran didn't say anything more. He directly used the almost invisible Instant Step technique of Tenbei to knock out all of Tenbei's subordinates present.

Tenbei Xiuzhu was a little confused, but Loran immediately answered his questions.

"From now on, you will be my mole in Soul Society. How about I tell you the truth about my father, Kisaragi Qinwu's, death?"

"What do you mean? Wasn't my father killed by Yamamoto Genryusai?" Tenbei Shusuke's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already tense.

Loran smiled and said, "You haven't witnessed Yamamoto's true power, otherwise you wouldn't think that Yamamoto would even care about something like the Baku Blade."

"When your father fought Yamamoto, he was carrying a Baku-boku sword. Aren't you curious why, when he was exposing Yamamoto's collusion with Kasumi-oji, he himself used a cursed sword forged by the Kasumi-oji family?"