Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

As Yueming grinned, he precisely grasped Yamamoto's weakness:

"The first captain is still in Hell, doesn't the teacher want to reminisce with them about the old days?"

Yamamoto's expression changed slightly, then he lowered his gaze and replied without looking at him:

"Enough with the nonsense! I'm already retired, and I would never interfere in the affairs of Seireitei!"

With that, the old man flicked his sleeve and left without looking back.

As Ru Yueming watched his departing figure, he shook his head like Talking Tom, clicking his tongue incessantly.

No one understands Yamamoto better than him.

This old man has been saying one thing and meaning another more than once.

He talks about retiring, but in reality, he worries more than anyone else. He often sneaks into the executive office late at night to look at the documents that Kisuke Urahara has processed.

Now that something like hell has happened, how could I miss the chance to join in the fun?

midnight.

A figure shrouded in concealment and binding spells appeared silently before the Hell Passage. After looking around and finding no one had noticed him, he entered.

…………

"Damn it, Tosen Kaname is still chasing me!"

In the desolate area, a disheveled figure let out a furious curse.

He had dark green hair and wore tattered aristocratic clothes. Every now and then, he would throw a ghostly arrow behind him to block the way.

However, this was undoubtedly in vain.

Without even using his eyes, Tosen Kaname, who was in hot pursuit, relied solely on his intuition, slightly tilting his head and suddenly swinging his sword, directly cleaving the blazing red fire cannon in two.

Tsunayoshi Tokina never expected that even though he had already fallen into hell, Tosen Kaname would still not let him go.

He has already received the punishment he deserves, so why is he still chasing after me?

He hated and cursed this twisted world.

That utterly vile Ruyueming!

If it weren't for Akira, Hell and Soul Society would never have been connected, and that damned, despicable Tosen would never have come to hunt him down again.

Tsunayoshi Tokina tried to persuade Tosen Kaname with Utako, but the people behind him ignored them and instead swung their swords even faster.

"Damn it, that's too much!"

"Broken Dao No. 88: The flying dragon strikes the thief and the sky-shaking thunder cannon!"

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Tsunayoshi Tokina gritted his teeth, turned around and released a high-level Hado.

A dazzling blue beam of light roared out from his palm, crackling with lightning and radiating an extremely terrifying aura of destruction.

"The 81st Way of Binding: Cutting the Void."

A massive, transparent barrier descended from the sky, blocking out all the exploding lightning.

Just as Tsuna was preparing to launch another attack, Tosen's voice reached his ears.

"Swastika..."

"Clearing Insects Final Style: Yanma Cricket."

In an instant, the heavy, deep purple spiritual energy pressed down on the trembling blade and expanded, directly enveloping Tsunayoshi Tokina.

With his sword in hand and expressionless, Tosen walked toward Tsunayoshiro, who had lost all five senses. "Looking" at the distorted expression on the other's face, he felt no tremor in his heart.

Knife up and down.

The round head rolled off the neck, and Tsunayoshi Tokina's expression froze. His blood-stained lips murmured as if he were uttering some curses.

Tosen stood there, lost in thought for a while.

Just when Komamura Sajin thought something had happened to him, Tosen suddenly flicked the blood off his blade and sheathed his sword.

"Komamura, let's go to the deepest part of hell."

"Lady Kisaragi said that it's the resurrection point for the wicked..."

Seeing the sincere expression on Tosen's face, Komamura Sajin's heart relaxed, and he grinned:

"it is good."

A man and a dog set off towards the deepest part of hell.

The Hell of All Union is a place where iron mountains stretch across the land, and thorns and iron spikes are everywhere, showcasing the style of hell.

"Gariyashiki-senpai."

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, the burly Kuruyashiki looked puzzled.

"You died too?"

Has something major happened in Soul Society?

Mole City Shuang also shook his head and explained:

"The Soul Society is doing very well now. Under Lord Kisaragi's rule, it is thriving. Shinigami, Quincy, and Hollows live together amicably, and some have even formed deep friendships."

Kariyashiki: "?"

He recognized every word that Shiro Sōya said, but why did they combine to form a completely unfamiliar and incomprehensible phrase?

Was he under a spell?

when?

Seeing that the other party still looked puzzled, Shiro Sou recounted in detail the major events that had recently occurred.

As Kuruyashiki listened, he became increasingly shocked. While he was dumbfounded, he couldn't help but feel admiration for Kisaragi Akira, who had once beaten him.

I thought he was just a reckless and unreliable man, but I never expected him to have such great strategic vision, easily accomplishing something that no captain before him could do.

"I really want to go back to Soul Society."

Kuruyashiki sighed, then looked at Souya Azashiro, "By the way, you didn't come to Hell just to tell me these things, did you?"

Mole City Shuang also shook his head and explained:

"During the battle with Kenpachi, you refrained from using Bankai due to the rules set forth by the Chamber of Forty-Six and the presence of the members present. My victory was therefore dishonorable..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kuruyashiki, who grinned and revealed the classic expression of the Eleventh Division:

"Got it? You've come to fight me, right?"

"Haha, I couldn't be happier!"

"This time, I won't hold back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two powerful spiritual pressures shot into the sky, becoming the most dazzling sight in this desolate land.

Similar scenes are constantly playing out in hell.

The three realms, now integrated, unleash boundless potential at this moment.

Races that were once hostile to each other and even fought each other on the first meeting have now joined forces to fight against the enemy because of the existence of Hell.

The only regrettable thing is that, looking across the vast hell, not a single Quincy could be found.

It was only through Bazzby's inquiry that he learned that the souls of deceased Quincy would return to Yhwach, and even Spirit Particles were no exception.

For no apparent reason, there were many more curses directed at the former emperor in hell.

The Quincy became even more ruthless when they attacked, as if they regarded the vengeful people of hell as Yhwach.

Low- and mid-level combat capabilities are handled by others, while high-level combat capabilities are personally managed by Ruyue Ming.

Although the five noble ancestors had completely given up resistance.

Upon hearing the information that killing them would reduce the power of Hell and thus benefit the three realms, people like Shiba chose to slit their own throats the moment they were resurrected.

Without the slightest hesitation.

In his view, this was his atonement.

Furthermore, under his influence, the crimes committed by the five founding nobles were made public in the Soul Society.

However, the public did not react to this.

After all, a million years had passed since they sealed the Spirit King, and even the Spirit King had been replaced. No one cared about the crimes anymore.

Because a brand new era has arrived.

People from all realms are united in their hatred of the enemy, all for the sake of protecting their homeland.

Their goal is to

hell!

…………

The deepest part of hell.

Under the dim sky, Ruyueming punched the newly resurrected Tsunayoshi to obliterate him, and was about to beat up the other four in order when...

Something strange happened.

The dead did not come back to life, and heavy embers piled up all over the ground.

"Ok?"

Akira looked puzzled and sent out his spiritual pressure to sense the energy.

The spiritual pressure of a transcendent being was like a burly man breaking into a widow's house, kicking the door open and recklessly probing deeper into the house.

As Yueming stood still, he closed his eyes. The leakage of spiritual pressure caused dark cracks to appear in the surrounding space, and the earth groaned in agony, unable to bear the burden.

After searching for a while, he opened his eyes and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Through relentless efforts, Hell was finally drained of its last bit of power.

The current rules are no longer sufficient to support the resurrection of the five noble ancestors.

If things continue like this, after a while, Hell will surely be powerless to resist the ravages of the people of the Three Realms. At that time, it will be forced to become the wrath of the stars in the Three Realms, allowing them to devour its spiritual particles.

When Akira told Aizen about his discovery, Aizen immediately began to think about it.