Just like the Soul Society at this moment.
The old man stood there indifferently, while the young man strolled leisurely!
The two looked at each other from a long distance, observing each other, and thinking about their own things.
Then, everyone is waiting for the moment that will decide everything.
All the undercurrents are surging behind the scenes, and all parties are active.
Time flies, and five days passed quickly.
On this day, the executioners dressed in white and wearing white masks, following the ancient custom, carried soul-soothing banners, rang soul-burying bells, and in the silent chanting, they lifted up the still unconscious Ishida Uryu and sent him to the place of execution!
Ichigo Kurosaki did not rob the execution ground. Instead, he put his hands in his pockets, with a happy expression on his face, as if he was about to go on a date with his lover, and walked leisurely towards the highest point of the Seireitei.
56. The beautiful and strong body that is strong enough to pull the flag
"Oh my, today is such a nice day. The sun is so bright, it's perfect for drinking."
He had brown, slightly curly medium-length hair tied into a ponytail with two fancy hairpins, and wore a pink feather jacket embroidered with patterns. He often wore a straw hat on his head and had a little beard on his chin. He looked like a frivolous uncle. He sat lazily in the corridor of the team dormitory, holding a wine glass and sipping it leisurely.
As the captain of the 8th Division, Kyoraku Shunsui is a man who is proficient in the art of slacking off!
But at this moment, Kyoraku Shunsui's friend, Ukitake Jushiro, the captain of the 13th Division, slowly came over. Seeing Kyoraku Shunsui still slacking off at this time, Ukitake Jushiro first coughed violently a few times, wiped the coughed blood with a handkerchief, then frowned and said:
"According to convention, every criminal sentenced to death needs multiple captains to supervise and ensure the execution is correct. You look like you don't plan to go?"
Kyoraku Shunsui slightly pressed down his bamboo hat and said with a leisurely smile, "There have been too many things going on recently. I am so tired that I didn't even go to see the most conservative old man today. So, I plan to take this opportunity to be lazy."
Ukitake Jushiro frowned and said nothing. Others might be deceived by Kyoraku Shunsui's frivolous appearance, but Ukitake Jushiro, who had been friends with Kyoraku Shunsui since their time at the Central Academy, knew clearly that Kyoraku Shunsui seemed frivolous but was actually very insightful, sharp-minded, extremely experienced in worldly affairs, and had unfathomable strength. He was Captain-General Yamamoto's favorite disciple.
This frivolous and carefree appearance is partly due to Kyoraku Shunsui's nature, and partly due to practical needs.
The Gotei 13 and the nobles jointly rule the three realms, and the authority of the Shinigami rests in Captain-General Yamamoto. Kyoraku Shunsui, who has served as captain the longest and is also the most favored and respected by the captain-general, is the second person under the captain-general. In this position, if he is a little frivolous and lazy, everyone will feel more at ease. If he shows off his talents, many people will be restless.
Ukitake Jushiro didn't want to play witty games with Kyoraku Shunsui, so he asked directly, "Did someone say anything to you recently?"
Kyoraku Shunsui took a sip, but did not deny it: "Some old friends who I haven't seen for a long time found me and talked about some shocking things. But, you have had a lot of visitors at home recently."
Speaking of this, Ukitake Jushiro could not help but sigh. The Ukitake family is essentially a Shinto family, but also a member of the aristocratic system. Although they are taken care of by Ukitake Jushiro as the captain, because the family is not large in number, it is currently only a small or medium-sized noble level. However, due to the special nature of the family, the house has been filled with visitors in recent days.
Seeing Ukitake Jushiro sighing like this, Kyoraku Shunsui put down his wine glass and asked, "Let's not talk about those guys. What did the One-Eyed God say?"
The one-eyed god worshipped and suppressed by the Ukitake family was the incarnation of the Spirit King's arm and possessed an independent will. At this point in time, his existence seemed very subtle.
Ukitake Jushiro smiled bitterly and said, "The family has already held a sacrifice, and the great god has issued an oracle. He said that this world is being watched by an omnipresent gaze, so he knows nothing. Don't look for him if you have any questions..."
Ukitake Jushiro did not tell anyone about the oracle of the One-Eyed God, and only revealed the truth in front of Kyoraku Shunsui because it was too horrifying.
"An omnipresent gaze that watches the entire world..." Kyoraku Shunsui savored the adjective, then looked up at the sky. The sky filled with bloodshot eyes looked so terrifying, and then he said, "Although I expected it, it still sounds really exaggerated."
Ukitake Jushiro smiled bitterly and said, "The actual situation may be more exaggerated than you think. According to the detailed description of the One-Eyed God, the entire Jingling Court is now filled with densely packed invisible eyes. There is an eye on my head, staring at me 24 hours a day. It's not just me. Anyone with a little status in Jingling Court has an invisible eye on their head."
Hearing this, Kyoraku Shunsui subconsciously looked up at the top of his head, stared for a while, then raised his glass and said with a frivolous and lazy smile:
"I never thought that someone as lazy as me would be watched 24 hours a day. Well, are you interested in a drink?"
After holding up the wine glass for a long time, Kyoraku Shunsui was about to put it down when he found that the wine glass was held by an invisible force and flew into the sky with a whoosh!
Ukitake Jushiro and Kyoraku Shunsui were both stunned when they saw this scene. Then Kyoraku Shunsui laughed and waved towards the sky: "Let's sit down and have a drink together when we have time."
There was no response, but both Ukitake Jushiro and Kyoraku Shunsui knew that the pair of eyes above the sky were always there, always watching them.
Ukitake Jushiro smiled bitterly and said, "What are you going to do?"
Kyoraku Shunsui knew what Ukitake Jushiro wanted to ask. As the second-in-command of the Gotei 13, his attitude and actions were very important at this moment. Kyoraku Shunsui simply covered his face with a bamboo hat and leaned back against the pillar:
"Like I said before, the sun is too strong, so it's a good time to be lazy. Let the energetic old man take care of the rest."
Ukitake Jushiro sighed, understood Kyoraku Shunsui's thoughts, and turned and left.
After Ukitake Jushiro left, a girl wearing a school uniform, glasses, pigtails and holding a photo album walked out from behind a pillar not far behind Kyoraku Shunsui. It was Lisa Yadomaru from the Masked Corps. Before she defected, she had been the vice-captain of Kyoraku Shunsui.
"Are you really not going to do anything?"
Kyoraku Shunsui's face was covered by a bamboo hat, so no one could see his expression. Only his frivolous and lazy voice remained the same:
"Little Lisa, I am very grateful that you took the trouble to come back to Soul Society from the human world to tell me these things. I have already verified the matter of the Disaster of Nothingness. It is naturally a good thing that the Soul King is determined to do something, but the key to everything does not lie with me, but with that stubborn old man."
Afterwards, Kyoraku Shunsui stopped talking, as if he had fallen asleep, and Yadomaru Lisa also left without saying anything more.
The task that Urahara Kisuke assigned to the Masked Corps was to communicate more with the acquaintances they had before their defection.
And Lisa Yadomaru naturally went to her old superior, and the results were pretty good. Kyoraku Shunsui did not support her openly, but his attitude of staying out of the matter and taking advantage of the situation was already the best support.
In fact, after the Masked Corps launched a full-scale network offensive, many captains of the Gotei 13 began to waver, especially the captain of the Second Division, Soi Fong, who was visited by Shihouin Yoruichi and after some sincere communication, she now fully supports all actions of the Masked Corps.
Just as Yadomaru Lisa was about to leave, Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly spoke up:
"Little Lisa, the weather is terrible today. The sun is too strong. You have to be careful. Let's go back to a cooler place in the real world and spend some time on vacation..."
Yadomaru Lisa said nothing, but just waved her hand, and Kyoraku Shunsui said no more, but just leaned lazily against the pillar, as if he was sleeping soundly.
He just casually crossed his hands and placed them on his abdomen, and inadvertently, the veins on his hands bulged.
Others might think that today was a very nice day, with a clear sky and bright sun, which caused the temperature to be a little high. However, only Kyoraku Shunsui knew that it was not the sun in the sky that caused the temperature of the entire Seireitei to soar...
It was the warlike gaze of an old man as he looked down at Jingling Courtyard!
"Old man, please don't destroy Soul Society..."
An inaudible whisper floated out from Kyoraku Shunsui's mouth.
In a corner of the Seireitei, the captain of the 10th Division, Unohana Retsu, was standing in the morgue, quietly looking at Aizen's body, his fingers gently sliding on the corpse.
The complete hypnosis contained in Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu can deceive anyone, but it is difficult to completely hide it from Unohana Retsu. The reason is very simple. A thousand years ago, she was the unprecedented and unrepeatable villain in Soul Society. She was subdued by Captain-General Yamamoto, and then followed him to conquer the world, and finally created the era of the Gotei 13.
During this process, Unohana Retsu experienced too many battles. Even though her five senses were confused, her instinct alone was enough to make her realize that something was wrong.
In fact, after checking it several times with her own hands, Unohana Retsu already had a rough idea. She was sure that this corpse, which looked exactly like Aizen and had the same remaining spiritual energy, was not the real Aizen.
Although he was not sure what the truth was, Unohana Retsu keenly smelled the scent of conspiracy.
If it were any other time, Unohana Retsu might have announced the conspiracy to everyone, but now, she had no such intention at all and just remained silent.
In fact, Unohana Retsu's attention was not on Aizen at all, because invisible "footsteps" were echoing in her ears.
Every step you take seems like the roar of the earth, and every time you lift your foot, a storm sweeps in!
Step by step, stepping on the hearts of all those who are qualified to sense this scene.
That wild and straightforward, pure and powerful fighting spirit swept across the entire Soul Society with an unstoppable and unrivaled force, wantonly declaring its own existence and telling all around without reservation what he wanted to do.
fighting!
No matter who the enemy is, no matter how many people come, no matter what means they use, we will welcome them infinitely.
Because what that overwhelming fighting spirit desires is a shocking battle with the purpose of selecting the strongest, without any regrets, giving everything, and deciding everything with fists.
Unohana Retsu did not appear abnormal on the surface, she was still gentle, quiet and full of maternal love, but her bright eyes, as if burning with flames, also revealed her inner impulse. In fact, if she had not repeatedly restrained herself, she would have rushed out with a knife to chop people!
Unohana Retsu knew very well that this was not a battle she should participate in!
Because, many years ago, she had lost the qualifications to compete for the strongest. Now she is no longer the first generation Kenpachi who shed blood and killed countless people, but just a captain of a logistics medical team who treats and saves lives.
But she was very interested in the outcome of this battle.
There are many reasons for putting down the knife and focusing on saving people, such as meeting his current boyfriend Kenpachi Zaraki and feeling his own weakness from him. Another example is that he felt remorse for his bloody hands in the past and wanted to dedicate the rest of his life to saving people. These are all real reasons.
But there are some unknown reasons, for example, the reason why she was called the greatest villain ever in Soul Society.
In that era when there was no order and nobles were fighting each other, simple killing was not a crime at all. Even massacres, which still happen every day in Soul Society today, are not a big deal at all. The real reason why Unohana Retsu became so famous is actually very simple.
There were more than one or two nobles who died at the hands of Unohana Retsu. Otherwise, what else could be worthy of such a reputation in that era?
Although these things happened thousands of years ago, those nobles recorded the history of millions of years ago clearly. A mere thousand years may seem like yesterday.
As those first generation captains died one by one due to various reasons, it was time for her to put down the knife, focus on self-cultivation, and live a harmless life. Otherwise, I am afraid that many people will toss and turn, unable to sleep every night.
But these things are actually not important. It’s just that if Soul Society really might undergo earth-shaking changes, and even shake the foundations of the aristocratic order, then Unohana Retsu, the general director of the Soul Society’s Female Death God Association and the editor-in-chief of many gossip magazines, would be very interested in watching the show!
Listening to the invisible roar beside his ears, the sound of footsteps sweeping towards the highest point step by step, a smile gradually appeared on Unohana Retsu's lips.
"Captain, I really envy you. At your age, there are still young men chasing you so enthusiastically. Unlike me, I am really old..."
After saying this, Unohana Retsu looked down at his hands, then shook his head slightly, and then turned and left.
After he left, the body was torn into pieces.
Even though she was trying her best to endure it, under the stimulation of that astonishing fighting spirit, Unohana Retsu couldn't help but muster up her strength to fight back, and the result was obvious. She could no longer control her strength, and it overflowed and spread to the body of the fake Aizen.
Unohana Retsu didn't care about this. She had completely forgotten about Aizen's death. Now, she just wanted to find a special seat to watch and see whether those footsteps that were as unbridled as an earthquake, a gale, and a natural disaster could crush the world held up by the strongest god of death in Soul Society!
With his hands in his pockets, Ichigo Kurosaki knew that many people were paying attention to him. All the gazes hiding in the dark were clearly presented in his mind.
But he doesn't care about that at all!
His eyes were only fixed on the highest point in Jingling Court.
A gaze like the scorching sun descended from the highest point, locked on it from beginning to end, bringing an unparalleled heat wave that burned the world.
Being stared at by such a gaze, Ichigo Kurosaki even had hallucinations, as if every step forward he took was stepping into hell. At the very end of hell, the blood-red sun surrounded by a sea of blood and corpses woke up from silence and was gradually rising. With every step closer, the blood-red sun became more ferocious and more terrifying, making Ichigo Kurosaki feel the fear of death.
But so what? If you want to carry out your strongest path and reverse all impossibilities with your own will, such a challenge is necessary and inevitable.
Ichigo Kurosaki is on the road to death, but also on the road to becoming the strongest, step by step, slowly but steadily.
When he reached the top of the Seireitei, Ichigo Kurosaki saw the old, hunched figure leaning on a wooden stick!
The young and sharp eyes collide with the old and deep eyes.
This was the first time they met, but Ichigo Kurosaki did not feel strange in his heart. I believe the old man opposite him felt the same way.
Because in the past few days, they have been looking at each other all the time.
Should I say hello, Ichigo Kurosaki thought.
But he soon felt that this was completely unnecessary, as the necessary greetings had already been made a few days ago, so after Kurosaki Ichigo stood still, he clenched his fists.
The old man opposite, without saying much, took off the captain's feather robe that he had worn for many years, took off his upper body clothes, and straightened his back slightly.
This is not the body of an ordinary old man. His sturdy muscles embody powerful strength. The various sword and knife scars covering his body show the medals of time. His straight back makes his tall figure burst out with powerful oppressive force.
Ichigo Kurosaki admired Captain Yamamoto's sturdy body with eyes that appreciated a "beauty", and then commented:
"This is such a beautiful and powerful body that it makes me want to pull the flag!"
Then Captain Yamamoto also responded to this statement.
Use your fist!
In the tearing air wave, Captain Yamamoto's fist hit Ichigo Kurosaki's abdomen hard!
"Little ghost, since you think it is absolutely beautiful, then feel the power contained in this beautiful body!"
Kurosaki Ichigo did not answer, because at this moment, he had been blasted into the sky dozens of meters above the ground by Captain Yamamoto's fist. Then, Captain Yamamoto's figure disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already beside Kurosaki Ichigo, holding his head. He moved his feet, and it felt like he was stepping on the solid air. The whole person dived towards the ground at an accelerated speed like a meteor falling to the ground!
With a loud bang, at the highest point of the First Squadron’s base, the building trembled and the ground cracked!
The attack did not stop. In the smoke and dust, Captain Yamamoto leaned over, grabbed Ichigo Kurosaki's head, pressed it to the ground, and ran forward!
Buildings were smashed through and a deep gully was torn in the ground, like a dragon galloping through the water.
Until they crashed into a thick wall of a building, and Ichigo Kurosaki was embedded in it. Then, Captain Yamamoto bent his arms, turned his waist sideways, squatted slightly, and assumed a posture of accumulating power. Then, tremendous spiritual power burst out, and then all of it was compressed into his fist, and then hit Ichigo Kurosaki heavily!
The next moment, the building exploded completely, and Ichigo Kurosaki's figure was like a rocket, smashing one building after another.
57. Fist-oriented communication
After launching a series of moves, Captain Yamamoto stood still, staring blankly ahead.
Just the opening scene told those who were watching the scene.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the god of death who was once crowned the strongest, has not aged even after thousands of years!
In a place with a good view in the distance, Aizen looked at the battlefield, adjusted his glasses with his hand, and said with interest:
"He can actually do something like this. The old man is indeed the strongest god of death in the past thousand years. He is such a terrifying opponent that I don't want to face him directly."
A divine voice from the sky descended: "Oh, I didn't expect that you, Aizen, have the talent to explain to the audience. Why don't you say a few more words."
Aizen did not speak. It was Gin who followed behind him who spoke. He opened his eyes slightly like a fox, stared into the distance, and said:
"In the engagement just now, Ichigo Kurosaki tried to counterattack many times, but was defeated by Captain Yamamoto. In the end, he could only take a set of attacks."
Then, Aizen added: "It was six counterattacks, and all of them were broken in advance as soon as they were launched. Once the old man started fighting, his brutal figure like an evil demon Shura, his bloody and cruel fighting will, and his overwhelming combat experience were really a headache."
