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Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni gazed at the beads in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said:
"It is indeed amazing. When I hold this bead, I can feel that it wants to merge into my body."
"Then the Captain..."
Chojiro Sasaki's eyes lit up with surprise.
If this bead is truly as miraculous as Kisuke Urahara claims, then the Captain-Commander might actually become an existence above the Soul King.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni shook his head and said:
"It may be amazing, but it's absolutely impossible for it to make me a being above the Spirit King. That's something no artifact can achieve."
The entire world was created by the Spirit King; what terrifying power that is.
How could a mere bead do that?
If he were to truly merge with this bead, he would likely be corrupted by the illusory power it contains before he even becomes stronger.
Chojiro Sasaki was still somewhat unwilling: "Then should we hand it over to the Technology Development Bureau and let them study the Hogyoku?"
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni remained silent.
Should it be handed over to the Technology Development Bureau?
Given Mayuri Kurotsuchi's madman personality, he could probably create a whole bunch of masked Shinigami.
"Captain..."
Chojiro Sasaki tentatively opened his mouth, only to find that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni had already raised his Zanpakuto.
This time, however, was different from the last. The moment Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni grasped the Zanpakuto, flames ignited on its blade.
The temperature in the entire house began to rise rapidly.
Chojiro was startled, realizing that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was serious.
As the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni has almost perfected his control over his Zanpakuto. Even when the Zanpakuto is not in its Shikai form, it can still unleash extreme flames.
Just then, footsteps sounded at the door, and there were three of them.
A soft voice spoke:
"Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, it's been a long time!"
Caught off guard by this sudden attack, Chojiro immediately became alert, gripping his Zanpakuto and releasing his spiritual energy.
"Who is it!? Don't they know they need to register and report to come to the First Division!?"
The words fell.
Chojiro Sagi's face turned ashen.
In his spiritual perception, there was no longer any connection to a certain street leading to the First Division.
Keep in mind that thirty Grim Reapers are stationed there to patrol and guard the area, and any slight disturbance will trigger an alarm immediately.
The lack of connection means it's impossible that the other party is being lazy.
The only explanation is that they were all killed.
"Commander-in-Chief, all the patrolling Grim Reapers have been killed."
Chojiro looked at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.
The latter narrowed his eyes, showing no surprise. He simply stood up, gripping the Soul-Slaying Blade, and slashed at the wooden door.
"Huang!!"
The raging flames instantly shattered the wooden door.
The billowing flames shot straight into the sky, resembling Ace's fiery fist from One Piece, but the temperature was dozens of times hotter.
The First Division was illuminated by flames under the cover of night, the blinding light making it difficult to open one's eyes.
Seeing this, many members of the First Division were terrified. They rushed towards the scene without even bothering to put on their clothes, shouting "Enemy attack!"
As the firelight gradually faded, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni saw three figures outside.
The three were dressed in black, one in front and two behind, with a circular blue shield in front of them blocking the flames.
Chojiro gritted his teeth and said:
"Thirty-nine of the Binding Dao: Round Gate Fan!"
Even though Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni hasn't yet released his Zanpakuto, this strike is still not to be underestimated and could easily kill the vice-captain.
The opponent was able to block it using only the Thirty-Nine Binding Technique.
This shows that their strength is definitely not weaker than that of a captain.
"Oh dear, the Captain-Commander's personality is as volatile as ever. He stabbed us right off the bat, which scared me to death."
One of the three men in black robes made a flippant mocking remark about Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.
Chojiro Sasaki frowned:
"Hirako Mako?"
The other person's voice was exactly the same as Hirako Mako's.
Another man in black robes said coldly, "Old man, you'd better be prepared. You should have thought about this day coming after we ran away."
"Ryuko Kensei!?"
Chojiro was startled again.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stared at the three of them for two seconds before slowly speaking:
“Hirako Shinji and Rokusha Kensei, they don’t have the guts to attack me. You three have impersonated the wrong person.”
Having said that, he raised the Soul-Slaying Blade again and said:
"Chōjirō, go and stop those little guys. This is not a place for them."
Chojiro quickly nodded. With the Captain-Commander taking it seriously, the area within several kilometers was a no-go zone for all Shinigami (death gods).
After Chojiro Sasaki left, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, with flames surging on his blade, spoke with an imposing air, saying:
"Everything will turn into ashes!"
"Flowing blade like fire!"
The moment the words fell, the ancient Zanpakuto in Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's hand ignited with even hotter and more domineering flames.
The entire wooden house was ignited in an instant, with flames shooting straight into the sky.
The surrounding temperature rose at a visible rate, and even the air was distorted, as if we were in a fiery hell.
Gin Ichimaru was somewhat surprised; Captain-Commander Yamamoto's strength was beyond his expectations, but he still spoke with a smile:
"Kisuke Urahara, the old man is angry."
Tosen Kaname coldly said:
"So what? With Urahara Kisuke around, what is the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years?"
Aizen Sousuke said calmly, "Captain-Commander, a hundred years have passed. Do you think I haven't made any preparations?"
"A few brats who haven't even grown their hair yet dare to spout such nonsense to an old man like me?!"
As Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni finished speaking, he swung his blazing sword and unleashed a fierce strike like a fire god.
But when the blade struck Aizen Sousuke, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's pupils contracted.
Surprisingly, he abruptly withdrew his hand at the crucial moment.
"wrong!"
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stared intently at Aizen Sousuke.
Even though the person in front of him was indeed an enemy, and he had just felt the blade cut into his flesh, he still felt something was off.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Applause came from the side.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni quickly turned his head to look.
But they found three men in black robes standing there. The one in the lead clapped his hands and said calmly:
"As expected of the strongest Grim Reaper in a thousand years, although I think you are already decayed, this fighting instinct is indeed commendable."
Having said that, the man in black robes looked towards the doorway:
"If your Zanpakuto had cut down just a little further, you would have killed your vice-captain with your own hands."
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's face turned ugly.
Even without turning around, he could guess that Chojiro Sasakibe had fallen into a pool of blood.
Just then, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni seemed to sense something and suddenly swung a flaming slash at the air beside him.
"boom!"
Another burst of flame shot straight into the sky.
The aftershocks alone tore the earth apart, severing countless walls, and flames burned above the cracks.
The First Squad members who came to provide support were all terrified.
Before me lay a massive crack, flames burning within it, resembling a fiery abyss leading to hell.
"Urahara Kisuke, did you succeed!?"
Gin Ichimaru looked at Sosuke Aizen, who had returned to his original position.
Aizen Sousuke's expression was unusually gloomy.
He glanced at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's clothes; that old man had actually hidden the Hogyoku inside his underwear.
If he wants to get it, he must get close to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.
But this old man's fighting instincts are too strong.
Even though he controls his senses of smell, touch, taste, hearing, and sight, he can still instinctively sense the approaching danger.
Most importantly, the Hogyoku was actually real.
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