In Soul Society, love and bond begin

At that moment, Fujimiya Makoto felt that his entire vision was covered by a layer of white embers and he could not see anything clearly.

Wait until everything is over.

When he opened his eyes again.

Tsunayashiro Shogo's head had already turned into nothingness in the endless flames.

Only a mutilated corpse fell on the steaming ground.

During this entire process of the valley constantly collapsing.

The Spirit King's bone in Tsunayashiro Shogo's chest dissipated into the air like smoke.

This time, he did not continue to resurrect.

The old man bent down, grasped the Yanluo Jingdian, and inserted the blade next to the opponent's body.

He turned around, and the fire clothes on his body disappeared.

Carrying the gradually collapsing world, he walked towards the black cavity.

As if nothing happened.

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[Bond Event: The Burning Crusade (Legend)]

[The bond level between you and Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni/Tsunayashiro Shogo has increased↑]

[Reward: Spirit Level +1, Talent Point +1]

[Gained bond trait: Burning Soul]

[Spiritual Power: 4th Grade, Middle → 4th Grade, Upper]

[Bond Trait: Burning Soul: If you can sacrifice the power of the Soul King, you will gain the power to completely change the world in a short period of time.]

[Note: You witnessed the destruction of a world with your own eyes, and also witnessed the end of the previous era. At the same time, at the moment when the door to this era closed, you also helped push it open.]

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Chapter 86: Real Name: Monk

"Block it! Block that side too!"

"Have you put out the fire over there? That's an important document repository! What are you guys doing dawdling?!"

"Carry the body out first, the same here!"

"Notify all families immediately and restore order in the Soul Society... Damn it, where are the people? These bastards who deserted at the last minute!"

One order after another came out from the underground conference room where the Central 46th Room was located, and was taken to various departments by the criminal army in order to restore the dignity of the Soul Society in the shortest possible time.

However, at this moment, there was silence in the center of the central underground conference room.

Tsunayashiro Shindou, the acting clan leader, sat quietly at the table, waiting with a solemn expression.

The sages of the Central Forty-Six Chambers who usually shout at the various departments of Soul Society are now sitting quietly behind their seats like elementary school students.

Some of the useless ones were even trembling slightly.

Although they seemed to be trying to restore the original order of Soul Society, it was just a move to reassure people.

Everyone knows that a battle that could decide the fate of the entire Soul Society, and even the entire Soul Society, is unfolding somewhere unknown to them - the price is the life of the previous generation clan leader Tsunayashiro.

Tsunayashiro Shinto is the one with the most confused mind among all the people.

However, in order to maintain Tsunayashiro's dignity, he had to keep a straight face and set an example by staying here with them.

Tsunayashiro Shinto knew very well that if he showed any signs of uneasiness, these old and foolish sages would definitely run away faster than anyone else.

But they just don’t want to think about it.

If the vast Soul Society were to be occupied by the Yuanliu bandits, where could these so-called aristocratic bloodlines go?

Who in the entire Soul Society doesn’t know this?

Yuanliu's founding slogan was to kill all the nobles.

Just as the atmosphere in the entire underground conference room gradually fell into dead silence.

Tsunayashiro Shindou suddenly stood up from his seat with a thump.

He keenly sensed that the spatial coordinates of the place called Valley had appeared in his blood perception.

But almost the next moment after it appeared, a strong and terrifying sense of annihilation came from inside the valley, and all life was lost in an instant.

At this moment, he understood the outcome of the victory or defeat.

"Tsunayashiro-sama?"

"Master Shinwatari?!"

"Has the winner been decided?"

"I wonder how the battle is going?"

Just this one action immediately caused everyone present to stand up and ask questions in the direction of Tsunayashiro Shindou.

However, Tsunayashiro Shindou simply held onto the tabletop and stood there for a while.

His face suddenly turned pale.

Completely lost its color.

He murmured softly, "How... could we lose?"

The sound was very light, but to everyone's ears, it sounded like thunder, exploding loudly.

Several of them stood up from their seats decisively almost the moment they heard those words. The elders who usually needed the support of their juniors or students even picked up the instant step again and disappeared from their original places in an instant.

The remaining part was in a panic, completely losing the ability to make decisions, and was spinning around like an ant with its antennae plucked.

However, Yuanzi Academy would not give them time to react.

"Boom——"

Suddenly, a sharp hissing sound as if tearing through space was heard in the sky outside Soul Society.

No, not as if.

All the remaining Shinigami in Soul Society looked up in shock.

Then, a dark crack appeared in mid-air, splitting apart from top to bottom.

The leader was naturally Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and his group.

Although he had just experienced an all-out decisive battle, Yamamoto's condition did not seem to have declined much.

When he lowered his head to look at the Soul Society below him, his expression and gaze were indifferent, as cold as a machine.

At this time, the total number of Yuanliu Death Gods behind him was less than two hundred.

But each of the remaining ones has at least the strength of a future chief officer or even above.

At this moment, everyone arrived with the momentum of a great victory.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni spoke slowly:

"Today, all the nobles in Seireitei who are taller than the wheels."

"All of them will be killed."

"Teachers and instructors from each department will supervise the team members, execute orders, and protect the property and information of each ethnic group."

"Strictly prohibit looting, rape, and abuse. Strictly distinguish between nobles, slaves, and servants. Strive to complete the mission in the shortest possible time."

"Those who disobey orders will die."

The sound, like a huge bell, instantly washed over the entire Seireitei.

The Shinigami who were still staying here immediately realized that something was wrong the moment they heard this voice, and instantly understood that Soul Society's last trump card had been completely shattered.

All the nobles were pale.

The Elemental Death Gods who had survived that horrific battle all had rosy complexions and shining eyes, and they all roared and replied loudly:

"Yes!!"

It's a genuine murder gang, not everyone can stay there.

Like them, the Yuanliu Death Gods who fought their way out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, no one knew how many of them had suffered humiliation and abuse from the so-called nobles. A small number of them were even slaves of the nobles. That was why they came to this "holy land" at all costs for the sake of power and learned the skills of killing.

Now, they can finally realize their wish, how can they not be excited.

The moment the order was given, the original Shinigami behind Yamamoto and the others flew out like shadows, raising their blades high and rushing towards the noble Shinigami wearing black Shinigami uniforms.

The distinction between servants and domestic servants came later.

Now, I specifically look for those wearing the uniforms of the criminal army and the god of death to kill them, and I can kill them with one strike!

Soon, the entire Soul Society turned into a Shura field filled with blood and the sound of metal.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was too lazy to even take a second look at the scene below.

He was the one who crawled out from the pile of corpses.

If the action could get rid of the former ruling class as quickly as possible, no matter what form it took, he would not feel it was excessive - as long as it was done quickly and decisively enough and could eradicate the problem completely, he would not care even if it left a large number of innocent servants and retainers unharmed.

As for himself, he strode towards the underground conference room of Soul Society.

Central Room 46 must be killed first.

As subordinates, Fujimiya Makoto and others naturally have to learn to understand the core requirements of their leaders.

After seeing the direction the old man was looking, a group of instructors immediately brought people to block the passages around the central underground conference room, and killed the nobles who were running in panic one by one, intercepting them all in the surrounding area.

Each of the sages in the Central Forty-Six Chambers represents the opinions of a large number of nobles, both large and small, and many of them are even patriarchs of higher-ranking noble families.

The secrets and information in their heads are all very useful.

Even these latecomers to Yuanliu need it too.

"Asshole! Untouchable!"

"Do you know who I am!"

"I am the patriarch of the noble Hashiba clan. How dare you resort to violence against me?"

"Damn it, all of you, get out of here!"

However, even at this point, many of the high-ranking nobles in Soul Society still failed to see the situation clearly and still thought they were the great nobles who stood above everyone in Soul Society.

Faced with the hordes of Yuanliu Death Gods coming, he dared to take out a whip and wave it at them in protest, roaring as if he was whipping slaves and servants.

Fujimiya Makoto didn't even look at this kind of guy and just chopped off his head with one blow.

Most of the remaining nobles were not much better off.

These rats sitting in the conference hall may be experts in politics, struggle, and frame-up, and they may also have their own unique skills in using and concocting wandering souls.

However, when the people below drew their swords and pointed them at them, these elegant nobles all turned into a group of pigs that could only curl up on the ground and tremble continuously.

Fujimiya Makoto still remembers the "research materials" and "spiritual ingredients" he found in the nobles' clan lands when he fought with them in various places, so when he killed these people, he really didn't have any psychological burden at all.

The avenue leading from the Baidao Gate to the central underground conference room was covered with large stains of scarlet blood.

Unlike these little guys who clean up the periphery.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni descended from the sky.