Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

As the king of Hueco Mundo, Barragan has lost count of how many years he has lived.

Since he could remember, not many Hollows had been born in Hueco Mundo.

As one of the earliest Hollows to appear in Hueco Mundo, he had a destined rival named Mikoto Mikoto.

He was entirely white, with black cracks on his body and a pair of yellow eyes that were always filled with savagery.

He is actually very strong, even comparable to himself as the King of Hueco Mundo.

For a long time, Barragan and Mikado jointly ruled Hueco Mundo, being the only two entities in this world.

Until one day, he grew tired of this time that seemed to have no end in sight and chose to travel to other worlds to find rivals.

Then he went to Soul Society, the world that was hostile to Hueco Mundo.

After that, Bailergan never saw Yijijiba again.

He was probably beaten to death by Death.

Barragán thought so.

As the king of a world, he did not believe that there was anyone in Soul Society more powerful than him and Mitsukasa.

Many years after he disappeared, he encountered a young, black-haired grim reaper. Although his face looked similar to that of a human youth, he still had a receding hairline.

The moment the opponent saw him, he attacked fiercely. His Zanpakuto, wreathed in flames, was virtually invincible and could even sever his aura of death.

The battle between the human and the virtual continued for a long time.

Until the opponent was exhausted and retreated, leaving Hueco Mundo.

During that battle, he learned the guy's name: Yamamoto Shigekuni.

After that, news and information related to Soul Society would occasionally be sent back to Hueco Mundo, and the name Yamamoto Shigekuni was mentioned many times.

The Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society in a thousand years, the one who defeated the Quincy...

However, Barragán quickly forgot about the name.

For him, who possesses an almost infinite lifespan, this is nothing more than an insignificant ripple in the vastness of his existence.

Perhaps thousands of years from now, even after Yamamoto Shigekuni's ashes have merged into Soul Society, he will still rule Hueco Mundo, living day after day, year after year.

To Barragan's surprise, a young man who looked remarkably like Yamamoto Shigekuni once again broke into Hueco Mundo.

He was even more outrageous than Yamamoto Shigekuni back then, cutting his way from the outer edge of Hueco Mundo all the way to Las Noches Palace without even blinking an eye.

What's even worse is that this kid has absolutely no respect for the enemy.

"What Yamamoto or Yamamoto?"

Asuka Akira scoffed disdainfully, "I am the captain of the 11th Division, the future captain-commander of the Gotei 13, the Grand Master of the Shrine of Rebellion, and the man who will stand at the top of the world in the future!"

"Yamamoto is nothing but a piece of trash; sooner or later, he will be defeated by my iron fists that can sweep across the world!"

"Barragan, prepare to die!"

We've exchanged greetings and inquiries; it's time to end this battle.

In Ruyueming's memory, although Barragan was one of the most ancient Hollows, he was still limited to the Vastod level.

As a Hollow that doesn't even have an Arrancar.

Even if it is strong, it is limited.

Ru Yueming was confident that three punches would break his defenses, allowing him to easily surrender the Void Night Palace.

Deep purple flames roared up, like a bonfire fueled by diesel, the blazing fire shooting into the sky and burning away the clouds.

Even from a distance, Baylegan could still feel the terrifying heat.

In addition, his shirtless fighting stance is strikingly similar to that of Yamamoto Shigekuni back in the day.

They look exactly alike.

Seeing the madman charging towards him like an arrow released from a bow, Barragan took a deep breath, gripped the huge axe handle behind him, and forcefully pulled the disc-shaped Death Axe from his purple coat. The withered skeletal arm immediately burst forth with powerful force and chopped down straight forward.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming showed no intention of dodging and charged straight forward.

The right arm is tilted back, and the power is concentrated.

The power brewing from the demonic patterns was completely enveloped in the fist bones.

"Whale Killing Fist!"

Facing the sharp axe blade, a straight punch suddenly slammed down!

The first thing to clash was the spiritual pressure between the two sides.

As the king of Hueco Mundo, Barragan's spiritual pressure was undoubtedly extremely powerful, like a vast ocean overturning, crushing the moon-like spiritual pressure with overwhelming force.

Then it crashed hard into that body burning with flames.

To Barragán's astonishment, he stared incredulously at the unharmed Ruyueming, unable to comprehend how a mere Grim Reaper could possess such formidable defense.

That outer layer is probably harder than his steel plate, isn't it?

"Hmph, didn't expect that, did you!"

As the moonlight shone down, a straight punch shattered Barragan's spiritual pressure shield, striking the pale white bone directly.

"What's the use of just being tall?"

"A man's only true virtue is that he must be tough enough!"

Barragán was immediately sent flying backward, tracing a beautiful parabola in the sky and bursting up silver sand waves several meters high.

Within the giant crater, black spiritual pressure transformed into an unparalleled pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky.

In the deep darkness, Ainz Ooal Gown slowly emerged.

Although the skull face did not change at all, even someone as slow-witted as Yueming could sense the burning anger within him.

A powerful spiritual pressure swept down, as if an endless sky would cover the moonlight.

The excessive difference in spiritual pressure even made him feel a little suffocated.

As the oldest being in Hueco Mundo, Barragan, despite not deliberately pursuing power, still accumulated a vast and powerful spiritual pressure over countless years.

The silvery-white dust swept by its spiritual pressure was tinged with a hint of inky black.

The massive axe blade pointed directly at Ruyueming and swung forward with a sudden strike, its spiritual pressure enveloping it and unleashing an attack as powerful as a sword strike.

Gazing at the dark trail streaking across the sky, the instinct for danger, long forgotten, emitted a piercing shriek, like a pot of boiling water.

Out of caution, Ru Yueming did not rush forward again, but instead chose another method of attack.

While Aizen was researching Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Sogen Ishida, he was not idle either.

He frequently visited the Ghost Path Clan, not only to eat at their canteen but also to provide those workaholics with various sustainable Ghost Path development ideas.

For example, right now, the most suitable way to use it is in Hueco Mundo.

"The Great Burial of the Sandfall of the Hakado".

The rolling white sand surged like ocean waves, layer upon layer, quickly forming a massive sand wave large enough to cover everything.

Compared to this scene, the dark trails slashed out by Barragán seemed like toys in a child's hands, utterly harmless.

But the moment the two collided, the towering sand waves decayed and weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they turned into nothingness and were completely wiped away.

Ru Yueming's eyes widened.

It's understandable that the Sand Burial was ineffective, since this Ghost Path hasn't been fully developed yet, and at most it only has the power of a level 40 or 50 Broken Path.

To his surprise, Barragan's casual slash was surprisingly powerful.

If that move had hit him, wouldn't I have been knocked out on the spot?

"Have you realized my power, Death?"

Barragán stood in the darkness, like a personified death, his empty eyes staring at everything in front of him.

"This is the power of time, the power of death that lies before all life."

"No one can resist the corrosive power of this force, not even the Shinigami's Hado."

"Death, you are quite good. Submit to me, submit to Hueco Mundo."

"Perhaps I will spare your life."

Ru Yueming raised her hand and asked:

"Before that, may I ask a question?"

Before Barragan could answer, he continued, "Does Hueco Mundo pay overtime?"

"Shouldn't it include the five social insurances and one housing fund?"

Paid leave? Double pay and year-end bonus?

"Team building activities? Are you reimbursing expenses for field missions?"

"I am, after all, the captain of the Eleventh Division of Soul Society. My salary should be at least higher. Even if it were old man Yama, he would have to reward such a powerful fighter from time to time with something beyond his salary!"

Barragán: "..."

"Nothing?"

Ru Yueming frowned, and a hint of ferocity reappeared on his expression:

"And you have the nerve to offer to recruit me?!"

The moment the words fell, a violent thunderclap began to echo across the sky, and crackling arcs of electricity wrapped around his body.

Under Bailergan's silent gaze, Ruyueming raised her right hand and then spread her five fingers.

A ray of light streaked across the sky and landed precisely in his palm.

Barragán's gaze locked on the object, a hint of doubt flashing through his mind.

That's... the Grim Reaper's Zanpakuto?

The moment this thought arose, a black chain instantly extended from the end of the hilt, with intricate interlocking rings connecting each other, and a violent metallic scraping sound erupted.

The black chains, as if alive, were wrapped around Ru Yueming's body.