Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"Sousuke, are you interested in Togai-to?"

Saito: "?"

Aizen: "..."

He knew that this guy would never let go of any opportunity for revenge.

When it is discovered that these people cannot be truly killed, capturing them and taking them to a laboratory is perhaps a form of torture.

To be honest, Aizen was somewhat tempted.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

As the moonlight shone, spiritual pressure descended, and several layers of binding spells emitted dazzling light, directly imprisoning the stubborn little female demon.

Immediately, he looked at the only remaining person.

The first captain of the 8th Division, Shikato Hakunsai.

When the shadows loomed, Ru Yueming appeared before him with a sinister grin.

The girl, wielding a terrifying weapon, instinctively gripped her naginata tightly, her expression even somewhat pitiful, a far cry from the ferocity she displayed during the battle.

"What do you want to do..."

Before he could struggle or resist, the shadow fell, and everything went black before Shiroku Hakunsai's eyes, and he lost consciousness.

As if with practiced ease, he hoisted the little demon Saito onto his shoulder, then tucked the chattering girl under his arm, grinning at Aizen:

"Leave the task of extracting information related to Hell to me!"

Aizen: "..."

He was wondering if it was too late to not know this person.

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One more later

Chapter 204: Death without surprising words

It’s over.

Half an hour has passed since the passage opened, and no one has left yet.

The person must have suffered some misfortune.

All the team captains present had gloomy faces and extremely ugly expressions.

Only Kisuke Urahara was using all his strength to suppress the wildly upturned corners of his mouth.

Can't laugh, absolutely can't laugh.

Otherwise, they would definitely die a terrible death.

Countless eyes were fixed on the dark, tunnel-like passage, hoping to spot a familiar figure inside.

Although they had great confidence in Ruyueming.

However, such unusual behavior has caused considerable anxiety among some people.

As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos.

If Yamamoto hadn't remained calm, some of the captains who were close to Akira might have already rushed into that passage.

Kyoraku Shunsui pressed down on his straw raincoat, glancing subtly at Yamamoto beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The knuckles of the hands that were using crutches were already turning slightly white.

If anyone present was most worried about Ruyueming, it would undoubtedly be this calm and composed old man who remained unfazed.

Kyoraku Shunsui let out a barely perceptible sigh.

Right now, we can only pin our hopes on a miracle.

No matter what, that place is hell...

However, just when everyone thought all hope was lost, the villain's arrogant laughter came from the passageway.

Upon hearing that voice, Kisuke Urahara's smile froze instantly.

No one knew that laughter better than him, no one!

This laughter would appear precisely on time every time he finished a task, as if he had a surveillance camera installed.

Along with it came the devil's whisper: "Long time no see, Kisuke..."

"Gentlemen, I am returning victorious!"

As Yueming stepped out of the deep passage, he stood in the sky, carrying Shikato Hakuryuu on his right arm and Saito Immortal in his left, revealing a wild smile.

"This mere hell is no match for me!"

Aizen hurried through the passage, making the most of his time, and distanced himself from Akira, indicating that he had no connection with him and was just a passerby who happened to be there.

Seeing that the man was unharmed, Yamamoto was slightly relieved. However, when he looked closely, he was shocked to find that the prisoner his traitor had brought back from hell looked somewhat familiar.

"Teacher, I brought you some local specialties!"

Ru Yueming raised the little female ghost beside him and gestured to it, saying that the other one was too heavy to show.

"Damn it, who's the local specialty? I'll kill you!"

Saito was furious, her petite body struggling frantically between his arms, but no matter what she did, she could not break free from Ruyueming's hold.

As early as when they passed through the passage, Ruyueming had replaced the binding cords with boundless chains.

Its main strength lies in suppressing spiritual pressure.

With his current spiritual pressure level, even Yamamoto himself couldn't achieve complete immunity, let alone a mere female demon.

The familiar tone and manner of conversation, coupled with that all-too-familiar spiritual pressure.

Yamamoto had already recognized the identity of this local specialty.

The first captain of the Sixth Division, Saito, is immortal.

He no longer knew how to evaluate Ruyueming's behavior.

Where did he learn this ruthless, opportunistic personality?

Stealing his roasted sweet potatoes from the First Division, taking advantage of Retsu Unohana from the Fourth Division, and even getting a unique Shinigami outfit from Senjumaru in the Twelfth Division.

Occasionally, he would go to the Eighth Division to freeload or to the Second Division's cafeteria to get a free meal.

Before Ukitake recovered, this guy even wanted to try the medicine he was drinking.

This time, during their trip to hell, they even managed to capture two prisoners.

Yamamoto even suspected that if Akira went to the Spirit King's Palace one day, she might bring the Spirit King home with her.

Shikato Hakuunzai leaned on Ruyueming's shoulder, his cheeks flushed.

When they met again someday, it was in this way, which was rather difficult for her, given her personality.

Especially when she met the gaze of Retsu Unohana below, the other party returned a gentle look she had never seen before, scrutinizing her with his eyes as if he were picking something out.

How come this senior has changed so much?

She doesn't look like a child at all anymore. Could it be that she's already married?

Her gentle demeanor truly gives off the feeling of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Shikaku Hakunsai felt his mind was in a mess, as if countless voices were speaking in his ears at the same time.

She originally did not want to get involved in this plan.

However, others kept persuading him, reasoning with him and appealing to his emotions. Finally, out of consideration for their past camaraderie, Lu Qu Bayunzhai agreed to their request.

As for the outcome of the plan, it's already clear.

Complete failure.

All the captains attacked together, but nine of them were defeated, leaving only the two of them. They were then captured and taken back to Soul Society.

Just as the two were bickering, a huge, iron-blue hand suddenly emerged from the dark passage, with black chains wrapped around it, radiating a powerful spiritual pressure.

The meaning of hell!

The enormous creature had a clear objective and headed straight for Ruyueming.

"Junior brother, watch out behind you!"

Ukitake immediately issued a reminder.

Yamamoto had already drawn his sword, and a scorching heat swept over him, rushing into the sky with a whoosh, the surrounding air instantly distorted due to the high temperature.

But before his attack could even get close, Ru Yueming had already thrown a punch with a sinister grin, exchanging a fist bump with Hell's Will.

The dark blue skin instantly shattered, revealing white bones and splattering bright red blood, making the scene extremely brutal.

Upon seeing this, Yamamoto's eye twitched, and he silently sheathed Ryujin Jakka.

The others were even more dumbfounded.

Even Kyoraku Shunsui, who is usually the most composed, couldn't help but rub his eyes hard, unable to remain calm.

Is this kid on drugs?

How did you suddenly become so much stronger?

Although he was unsure of Hell's power, he knew a great deal about Asuka Akira.

After all, he was often beaten by the old man in the mountain, and his strength had already been revealed.

But based on what he had just witnessed, Kyoraku Shunsui's intuition told him that if he had been the one to take that punch, his fate would not have been any better.

"Nothing more than a clay chicken and a clay dog."

Asuka Akira scoffed disdainfully, then casually walked down from the sky, carrying her spoils of war. After greeting everyone, she looked at Urahara Kisuke, who looked like he had lost his parents.

"Kisuke!"

"They're here..."