Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Asuka glanced sideways at Aizen, not understanding why such a smart person would ask such a stupid question.

Isn't his behavior already quite obvious?

Aizen suddenly felt a swelling between his brows and his blood pressure spike.

He was well aware that this was a sacrificial ceremony.

Even if I didn't know much about it before, after spending so much time with this guy, how could I not know the process of the ritual?

What he didn't understand was, what was this guy going crazy about now?

Can performing a sacrificial ritual at a murder scene really communicate with the dead and find the real killer?

“The Temple of the Rebellious Bone is different from other temples.”

As Yueming said with a smile, "The most straightforward point is that the gods in other shrines, even those worshipped by the Ise family, are all fictional."

"The one-eyed god in the Temple of the Rebellious Bone is a real person."

"In our local language, those who dedicate everything to Him except their own eyes will be protected."

"Just like this."

Under Aizen's astonished gaze, Asuka Mei snapped her fingers lightly.

next moment.

The surface of the water in the teacup began to tremble, and ripples spread slowly, eventually reflecting one face after another.

"Appeared."

Ru Yueming laughed, "Those who died unjustly today."

Aizen frowned, increasingly puzzled.

In his mind, beings that die in Soul Society are broken down into basic units called spirit particles.

The textbooks at the Academy of Spiritual Arts even mention that death is a cycle of reincarnation.

People who die in the mortal world are reborn in the Soul Society.

The same applies to the existence of Soul Society.

The reincarnation of the spirit will transform into the vessel, and be reborn in the present world.

But what's going on here?

Can the dead, decomposed into spiritual particles, be reborn?

Countless questions arose in his mind, and when Aizen tried to solve one of them with his knowledge, even more questions would emerge.

Just as he was struggling with this decision, Ru Yueming had already put her finger into the teacup.

His expression was slightly serious, and he occasionally uttered words like "hmm," "I see," "Is that so," and "What a pity," as if he were truly conversing with the deceased.

Aizen, standing nearby, stared in astonishment at the scene, gaining a completely new understanding of his mischievous friend.

When Ruyueming extended his finger, he looked at Aizen with a serious expression and said earnestly:

"The murderer has been identified."

"With our strength, we should not be his match."

"Let's go back and report to Teacher Feng first. After he reports to the Gotei 13, let's hand it over to the Shinigami to handle."

A barely perceptible ripple appeared in Aizen's pupils, and he nodded slightly.

Just as the two were packing up the offering table and preparing to leave, the density of spiritual particles in the air suddenly changed.

A heavy pressure descended instantly, and an aura of despair erupted from behind.

"go back?"

A hoarse, overlapping voice echoed through the empty street as a figure slowly emerged from a house.

The black shihaka uniform, medium build, ugly face with crisscrossing scars, and the zanpakuto slung across his waist all clearly indicated the other party's identity.

Defected by Death.

“Two brats who haven’t even graduated from the Spirit Arts Academy, now that you’ve discovered my secret, you can die,” Scarface said viciously.

To his surprise, the two boys in front of him showed no panic when they saw him; one of them even had a playful smile on his face.

Just like a hunter who has caught his prey!

"I once heard a theory that the perpetrator of a tragedy would often return to the crime scene to admire his masterpiece."

Ru Yueming smiled and said, "And you just happened to confirm this reasoning for me."

Scarface froze for a moment, then immediately realized he had been fooled by the boy in front of him.

The claims of the dead coming back to life and the identity of the murderer are all lies!

He had been hiding in the house and had clearly heard their conversation. He thought it was some new investigation method, but it turned out to be a complete deception!

In an instant, Scarface, enraged and humiliated, roared:

"Hmph, then don't even think about escaping. You'll be buried with these fools!"

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise:

"Run away? Why run away?"

Upon hearing this, Scarface's heart skipped a beat.

boom!

The violent spiritual pressure was unleashed, and the materialized light exploded on Ruyueming's body, resonating with the spiritual particles in the air and turning into turbulent air currents.

The overwhelming pressure caused Scarface's pupils to shrink sharply, instantly suffocating him and causing his face to flush red.

"Try this."

Ru Yueming suddenly had a brilliant idea, raised his right hand, and made a shooting gesture:

"Broken Path No. 4: White Thunder."

It was as if countless birds were emitting piercing screams, and a dazzling white light exploded at his fingertips, transforming into a brilliant bolt of lightning that swept across the empty street.

The next moment, the black body in front of them was pierced through the heart, and the missed heartbeat could never be made up for.

Aizen wasn't particularly interested in overwhelming battles; the culprit was just an ordinary Shinigami.

He looked at Ruyueming, who was assuming a sharpshooter's stance, with a hint of curiosity, and asked:

"Was the information you obtained from the deceased a lie to the murderer, or was it something you were truly capable of doing?"

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming glanced sideways, a slight smile playing on her lips, and replied:

"Guess..."

Chapter 27 Death Knocks on the Door!

"I won't guess, tell me if you want."

Aizen remained expressionless, showing absolutely no interest in playing word games with someone.

Although Ruyue Ming did not give a direct answer.

But based on Aizen's understanding of this guy, he is highly likely to be able to do it.

Gather the spirits of the dead, bring them back to life in this world, and then engage in dialogue.

Is this MimiHaki's power?

Or is it related to Ruyue Ming?

Countless thoughts swirled and intertwined in his mind until his attention was once again drawn to someone.

"Heh, you don't think that death will settle everything, do you?"

To Aizen's astonishment, Akira moved the red altar directly in front of the Shinigami's corpse.

Incense and candles are lit, a bell is gently jingled, and a teacup is filled with water.

"In the name of the Moon Goddess, we offer sacrifices to the One-Eyed God, Mimihachi..."

Ruyueming's ten fingers moved like butterflies, constantly forming strange and sacred hand seals. While chanting incantations, she also meditated on the object of her sacrifice.

Aizen watched calmly, trying to understand this unique ritual in his own way.

His spiritual pressure was released, covering the entire area.

At this moment, Aizen's spiritual pressure perception was magnified to the limit, capturing any possible change in the air.

The spiritual particles flowed, like water, like a gentle breeze, like the bright moon...

and many more!

Aizen's eyes widened slightly as he noticed something amiss.

As the sacrificial ceremony proceeded, it seemed as if some invisible force was present, stabilizing the fragmented spirits of the deceased in their current state, eventually gathering them in the clear water of the teacup.

He was trying to pinpoint the source of this power.

When he tried to trace the source of the faint fluctuations, he was astonished to find that with his current spiritual pressure, he could not trace it back to its end.

The power is like a thread, continuous and unbroken, reaching all the way to the distant East.

Aizen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking in the direction where the power had disappeared, and roughly made up his mind.

Rebellious Bone Area, One-Eyed God Shrine.

Just as he was trying to trace the source, Ruyueming had already dealt with the spirit child who had betrayed the Grim Reaper.

A face filled with terror and disbelief appeared on the surface of the teacup, bobbing around like a headless fly, trying to escape this cage-like confinement.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape from it.

"I'm very curious, what exactly was your motive for committing such a serious crime?"

Then, Ru Yueming dipped her finger into the teacup.

In no time, his brows went from being tightly furrowed to being furrowed even more tightly, until his two eyebrows almost met.