"An evil god from another sect has taken over the body of the Spirit King and reshaped the laws of the world with the help of the Spirit King's power. Now the lid of hell has been completely lifted. You should heal your wounds quickly. It won't be long before hell will sweep across the three realms. By then, your power will be indispensable." Captain General Yamamoto was very keenly aware that something was wrong with the Monk with Eyes. Although the Monk with Eyes was laughing and cursing before, there was always a sense of oppression that was above the mortal world, but now it has disappeared. However, Captain General Yamamoto did not say anything, but just slightly shook the Ryujin Jakka in his hand. Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Although it was just a seal I casually cast before, I am no longer able to remove it. You probably have to think of a way yourself, and you have to do it as soon as possible. Time waits for no one." After hearing these words, Captain Yamamoto looked at the monk with a very vicious look. At this time, Unohana Retsu examined the monk, shook his head and said, "The condition of your body is beyond my ability to treat, but you are almost healed from some skin injuries even without my treatment." Although he didn't have much hope in the first place, after hearing this, Monk Yan still gritted his teeth! The power that he had held for millions of years was taken away from him in one day. The pain made Monk Yan extremely angry. However, deep in his anger, there was a trace of fear and powerlessness. Mortals' fearlessness often comes from ignorance. Millions of years ago, when the Spirit King exterminated those ancient great voids one by one, Monk Eyes was watching. Among those ancient great voids, there were many near-gods or even god-like beings. Even Monk Eyes did not dare to say that he could defeat them when he was in his prime. But so what? They were still easily exterminated by the Spirit King. The more he knew about the power of the Spirit King, the less confident he was. The monk could only comfort himself by saying that the Spirit King's body was occupied by the evil spirit, so it was definitely not a perfect match and he could not exert much of the Spirit King's power. With this thought in mind, he turned to look at Captain Yamamoto: "We must attack the Spirit King's Palace as soon as possible and drive the evil god out of the Spirit King's body. We can't delay any longer. Every delay will reduce our chances of winning!"
Captain Yamamoto was about to say something, but at this moment, a shrill alarm sounded over the Seireitei. Not long after, Kyoraku Shunsui came to report: "Teacher, I'm sorry to interrupt your healing, but there are a lot of strange muscle guys who have gathered as an army and are rushing towards Jingling Court. You may be needed to take charge of the situation." Hearing the word "muscle guy", Captain Yamamoto narrowed his eyes immediately, and couldn't help but think of Rukia who had suddenly appeared not long ago, and the devil muscle man form she turned into when she ascended to heaven, and the declaration she left behind to create a world full of muscle guys. These information left Captain Yamamoto with the impression that the muscle content was too high. When he heard the word "muscle guy", he instinctively suspected that it was Rukia who did it. At the same time, he also felt a little confused. Although his disciple Kyoraku Shunsui was a little out of touch at ordinary times, as the second-in-command of the Gotei 13, he had never disappointed anyone when he was really needed to take charge of the situation. But why, knowing that he was seriously injured, he didn't even give him time to heal and insisted on coming out to take charge of the situation himself? His thoughts raced as Captain Yamamoto endured his injuries and bandaged himself casually before getting up from the bed. The monk with eyes also got up and followed him out. They hurried on their way and in a moment they arrived at the wall of Seireitei. When Captain Yamamoto saw the situation, he knew that Kyoraku Shunsui had to come out and take charge of the situation himself. The "very much" that Kyoraku Shunsui mentioned was simply an understatement. The actual situation was an endless ocean of black muscle that surged over from the end of the sight. Everything along the way was completely submerged and destroyed by this muscle flood. Even tree roots and stones were pulled up and beaten to pieces. Outside of the Seireitei is Rukongai, but the flat Rukongai is simply unable to resist this dark flood, and Kyoraku Shunsui has already made the decision to send the civilians of Rukongai to the Seireitei for refuge in advance. The only thing left is to rely on the Killing Stone Wall of Seireitei to resist. The wall made of the Killing Stone formed a spirit particle isolation barrier that completely enveloped the entire Jingling Garden, and even the ground and the sky. It has withstood the test many times during these thousand years, but Captain Yamamoto knew that the Killing Stone barrier was not omnipotent. Not to mention the captain, even some deputy captains could break through the barrier. "Prepare for war. No matter where the enemy comes from, the dignity of the Jingling Court cannot be violated..." Although the morale of the Shinigami side was low at the moment, Captain-General Yamamoto's order still put the war machine of the Seireitei into motion, and various weapons of mass destruction developed by the Technology Development Bureau were quickly moved onto the city walls. The black muscle flood quickly submerged Rukongai, houses were destroyed and streets were flattened inch by inch. Some civilians who tried to escape by hiding were also pulled out and beaten up by a group of black macho men. There were also resistance among them, but these resistances were so insignificant in front of the endless muscle flood! The war started soon, and the artillery bombardment formed by the spirit light ball fell heavily into the dark muscle flood! The intensity of the war escalated quickly, because these muscular cavalry were in a state of panic, and the enemy was in a state of panic. The enemy had no choice but to fight against the enemy, and the enemy had to fight against the enemy. The enemy had to fight against the enemy, and the enemy had to fight against the enemy. These black tough guys from hell have too strong resistance and suppression power against spiritual particles. Ordinary Shinigami fill their Zanpakutō with spiritual power. In the past, one slash of the sword was enough to cut through steel, but now it can only leave a mild scar on the surface of these black tough guys' bodies. Under no circumstances, the vice-captain and the captain have to take action in advance. "Humph!" With a cold snort, Captain Yamamoto attacked fearlessly. Although he only had one hand left and his body was covered with multiple injuries, his spirit was still strong. His Zanpakutō entered the Shikai state, and with a wave of his Ryujin Jakka, a raging flame appeared. With one drop of the sword, an area of a hundred meters was covered! Even though these black tough guys from hell possessed extremely strong resistance to spirit particles, they were of little use in front of Captain Yamamoto's extremely condensed flames that had been cultivated for thousands of years. In an instant, they turned into charred ashes, and when the charred ashes were halfway through flying, they turned into curling black smoke and then gradually disappeared.
Faintly, Captain Yamamoto seemed to hear a faint and passionate roar! Amid the passionate roar, Captain Yamamoto swung his sword again, and then was shocked to find that a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred. The sunlight shining from the sky suddenly became extremely strong and compressed, turning into a flaming fist, which combined with the power of Captain Yamamoto's sword to form an even greater destructive force. This is not an isolated case. On the battlefield, many death gods fight passionately, and then unknowingly, the heaven and earth resonate, and all kinds of high-purity natural anomalies arise, fighting together with the death gods, either amplifying the power of their moves, or cooperating with them to kill the enemy. The world with purity entering the brain is eager for battle. These various natural anomalies of high purity are the manifestation of its roaring fighting spirit in the human world. Captain Yamamoto, who had just fought a high-purity and shocking battle with Ichigo Kurosaki, felt inexplicably familiar at this moment. The black gas that those black men from Hell turned into after being killed did not dissipate naturally, but was chewed and gnawed by the world, and eventually swallowed up completely... Happy, satisfied, but increasingly hungry, and with it an increasingly ferocious desire to fight! Longing to fight further, devour, grow, and become stronger, until becoming the strongest that no one can stop and no one can defeat!!! As the fighting spirit continued to grow, the invisible roar of the world gradually turned into a clear will, lingering in the heart of Captain Yamamoto. Then Captain Yamamoto knew where his sense of familiarity came from. The world at this moment has the same feeling as Kurosaki Ichigo gives people, both are extremely pure and powerful spiritual particles! Captain Yamamoto couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Is this the law of the world after the Soul King reshaped it, and the scenery of the new era? It's really fucking awesome!!!" While some people are happy, others are unlucky, like a monk who has just been deprived of his power! Although he did not participate in the battle, for some unknown reason, those high-purity natural phenomena summoned by the god of death would mysteriously turn around and hit him directly on the head every now and then! Although the damage was not great, it was extremely insulting, making the Eye Monk even more resentful. But there was nothing he could do. In a world where purity had already entered people's minds, the first reaction when looking at anyone was to evaluate their purity. A guy like the Eye Monk, who was powerful but had a low purity, made the world look quite disgusted. Putting this aside, the battle is still going on. Although there is some help from the other world, the pressure on the Death side is rapidly increasing! There were simply too many muscular black men from Hell, densely packed together, pressing forward fearlessly to the death. Soon even the barrier above Jingling Court was covered by the densely packed muscular black men, turning Jingling Court into darkness. Moreover, the spirit particle resistance of these black tough guys from Hell is too high. The ordinary reapers, who are the largest in number, can hardly cause any effective damage, and those chief officers, deputy captains and captains are also a drop in the bucket on the battlefield at this moment. The spirit particle barrier constructed by the Killing Stone was also undergoing an extreme test. The attacks of these black men from hell were simple, they just swung their fists and punched. Although there was no technical content to speak of, every time a punch landed on the barrier, wisps of hell miasma lingered and continued to erode it. Soon, cracks appeared on the barrier! Captain Yamamoto, who witnessed all this, felt a little anxious. If that beast Yanwasao had not sealed his Bankai, the situation would not have been so bad with the power of the Zanka-dachi. The seal of the Eye Monk seems to be imposed on the Zanpakutō, but in fact it is imposed on the root of the soul through it. If Captain Yamamoto is given time, he may be able to find a way, but at the moment, distant water cannot put out the nearby fire. Countless thoughts came and went in his mind, and finally Captain Yamamoto made up his mind. Captain Yamamoto was skeptical about what the Monk of Eyes said about the Spirit King's body being occupied by an evil external god, because essentially, he didn't have much trust in the Monk of Eyes, but that didn't matter, as he paid more attention to the result than the cause. Now that the world has changed, as the captain of the Gotei 13, the only thing he has to do is to adapt and find a way forward! As the strongest god of death in a thousand years, Captain Yamamoto's talent and ability are unparalleled. At the end of the battle with Kurosaki Ichigo, from the figure that even death could not take away and that move of the Fist of Heaven, Captain Yamamoto also glimpsed the power of the new era, and even gradually tasted a hint of the essence of purity! This is also the reason why he was able to regenerate strength after his fight with Kurosaki Ichigo reached an end and his move of Heaven and Earth Ashes reached its extreme! At this moment, Captain-General Yamamoto allowed the roar of the world's fighting spirit to fill his body and mind, and danced along with it with his own fighting spirit, digging out the essence of purity that he had just realized not long ago. Gradually, a strange power spread throughout his body and mind!
This power was so extreme and pure, yet strong and powerful enough that even the injuries on his body seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment. But at this moment, there was a sudden click on the blade of the flaming blade, and a crack appeared! But Captain Yamamoto turned a blind eye and suddenly swung his sword: "Absolute Domain 50% output, Ten-Direction Flame Tornado!!!" When he comprehended the purity, the mystery of the absolute domain naturally permeated Captain Yamamoto's mind. The sword he slashed out at this moment was essentially the torch that could form a fire tornado, but when it was blasted out with the mystery of the absolute domain, there was another change. Fire tornadoes were born, devouring the enemy wantonly! Such strength and moves were enough in the past, but now, it can only be said that it is not enough, far from enough. Captain Yamamoto longs for greater power! As his fighting spirit continued to grow, Captain Yamamoto became more and more aware of the magical effect of purity. He used his own purity as a medium to emit a silent but deafening roar of the soul: "World, let me see your purity!!!" At this moment, with Jingling Court as the center, the strong fighting spirit that was lingering in the flowers, trees, wind and clouds was echoing the roar of Captain Yamamoto, and turned into actual strength to support him! Those tornadoes of fire seemed to have come alive, transforming into fully-fledged fire dragons, with fangs bared and claws brandishing, moving around in all directions, devouring everything, and like an eraser, wiping out the black men of hell on the earth one by one. The monk next to him was stunned when he saw this scene. With his own absolute domain and the blessing of the world's extreme purity, Captain Yamamoto at this moment sublimated this move to an unprecedented level... That is the ultimate power! At this moment, all the true fighters who were infected by purity felt that the upper limit of fighting had been broadened and deepened, and that stronger power and realm had been realized. But Captain Yamamoto, the instigator, was not feeling well at this moment. His body suddenly exploded in many places, and streams of blood splattered out! It is not an easy task to carry and even control the power of everything in the world with a human body, not to mention that Captain Yamamoto's injuries have not yet healed. After one blow, Captain Yamamoto lost the strength to fight again. And although this attack created brilliant results, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the endless flood of Hell Black Macho Men. Not long after, the spirit particle barrier was breached, and the Hell Black Macho Men poured into the Jingling Court with a hearty smile, but at this moment! A sigh echoed between heaven and earth, and along with it came an overwhelming shadow that enveloped the Jingling Courtyard! It was Yhwach who took action at this moment! 70. Ishida Uryu's Confusion (6K5 large chapter) The majestic shadow appeared very strangely, flowing out from the dark side of the Jingling Courtyard building. In an instant, it enveloped the entire Jingling Courtyard. And this shadow also saved the precarious Seireitei. When the shadow covered the entire Seireitei, it wrapped around Seireitei and suddenly sank down and disappeared into the Soul Society. Those black tough guys from Hell were not smart enough and did not notice anything unusual. They just rushed forward in a mighty manner. Although Captain Yamamoto fell down due to serious injuries, he was still conscious and he keenly realized who the attacker was. But precisely because of this, Captain Yamamoto was so shocked. For so many years, Yhwach has been hiding in the Garden of Silence! ? But at this moment, the monk with eyes showed a look of joy: "Yhuhabach is quite aware of the overall situation and is willing to help me at this time. This just saves me the trouble of going to the Shadow Empire to find him."
Captain Yamamoto turned his head slightly and glanced at the monk with an inexplicable look in his eyes. Monk Eyes was watching the three realms, so he naturally knew the location and whereabouts of Youhabach all the time, but he never told the Jinglingting and himself, who had always been highly alert to Youhabach's resurrection. But Captain Yamamoto didn't say anything, because now was not the time to talk about it. Although the barrier of Jinglingting was breached not long ago, there were still a large number of black tough guys from Hell who broke into Jinglingting and were wreaking havoc at the moment. They needed to be cleared out at the opportunity. After that, they would have to face the most vigilant enemy that Jinglingting had been in for thousands of years. Therefore, now is not the time for him to fall. Thinking of this, Captain Yamamoto gritted his teeth and struggled to get up! Ukitake Jushiro, who was supporting Captain Yamamoto, said worriedly, "Teacher, you should take good care of your injuries. The injuries you suffered today are too severe!" Even if he moved a little, blood would suddenly gush out, and the pain would burn his nerves like a flame, but Captain Yamamoto still suddenly threw his hand away, pushed Ukitake Jushiro away, and after spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Fuzhu, your purity is too low, and you underestimate me too much. A mere serious injury, whether in the past or now, is not enough to defeat me!" This is not an empty statement. Being seriously injured but still forcing oneself to stand up and rush to the next battle, this feeling made Captain Yamamoto relive the past years after a long absence. He was not so powerful since birth. Even when he gradually rose to prominence as the strongest killer, not every battle was smooth sailing. Getting injured in battle is commonplace, and continuing to fight after being injured is even more commonplace. It happened more than once or twice that he had to face one or more strong and intact enemies while being seriously injured. How was the assassination technique, arguably the strongest in Soul Society, honed? It's because he was forced to use the most precise movements, the least amount of strength, and forced himself to fight with the lowest tolerance rate many times. Otherwise, with his personality, he wouldn't bother with so many fancy techniques when he could solve the problem with a single blow. But what comforts Captain Yamamoto is that even a thousand years of peace and decay have not erased the skills and instincts engraved in his body. Pain burned his nerves, but Captain Yamamoto's breathing became longer. Every muscle in his body was trembling slightly, trying his best to seal the wound. His internal organs were also working at an overclocked frequency, forcibly squeezing out his body's potential in order to generate the minimum strength needed to support his body to continue moving. Gradually, Captain Yamamoto's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and everything in his sight seemed to be covered with a layer of dark and deep blood color! In this bloody vision, the desire for killing and destruction gradually emerges! It was so hot and so violent that just a glance from the corner of his eye made Ukitake Jushiro subconsciously step back with a hint of fear on his face. This was the perspective and will of the strongest killer demon king who overwhelmed Soul Society a thousand years ago. After a thousand years of absence, it has finally returned gradually. But for Captain Yamamoto, this is not a good thing worth remembering, because this perspective and will, in essence, is not something worth mentioning. It's nothing more than being forced into a desperate situation. The brain and body have already vaguely sensed that death is approaching, and then they fall into madness. Before you die, you should pull as many people as you can to take them with you. If you kill one, you can break even. If you kill two, you can make a profit. If you kill more, you will make a lot of money. Thousands of years ago, that murderous evil spirit that crossed countless battlefields, lingered on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, held a flaming blade in his hand, his eyes were scarlet as blood, and was so terrifying that it made people shudder. In fact, the true thoughts in his heart were unexpectedly simple. However, maybe it was because the group of losers a thousand years ago were not strong enough, or maybe it was because Captain Yamamoto was particularly good at fighting in his desperate situation, every time he was in a desperate situation and chopped forward with the idea of dying together, the enemy died while he chopped and chopped, but he was still alive and became stronger and stronger. Time and again, the evil spirits that have faced death and overcome countless desperate situations are still rampant in Soul Society. And today, can he still be so "lucky"? Although his body was severely injured, he felt the extreme and pure power in his body, which was surging with the rising fighting spirit. Captain Yamamoto felt that he was still extremely "lucky" today. Even if death came to him, he would be chopped into eighteen pieces by this "luck", and then made into sashimi and pierced on the grill to roast his teeth!!!
Wielding Ryujin Jakka, Captain-General Yamamoto gradually revealed a twisted smile like a devil on his face as he killed the black tough guys from hell who broke into the Seireitei. At this moment, above the sky of Jingling Court, a white and majestic palace city slowly emerged surrounded by shadows and overlapped with Jingling Court. And in the deepest part of the palace, in the vast and lonely hall, Yhwach sat on the throne, endless shadows surged from under his feet, spreading towards the distance, enveloping the entire Quiet Spirit Garden, and then sinking into the shadow realm. It's not that the Shadow Empire emerged into reality, but that the Jingling Court fell into the territory of the Shadow Empire! But no matter what, this action means that the Quincy's thousand-year-long hiding has been completely exposed to the sight of the Shinigami. However, this is an unavoidable but necessary sacrifice. If time could be replayed, although choosing the Serenity as the hiding place of the Quincy Empire had advantages such as abundant spirit particles and the ability to observe the enemy at close range, Yhwach would definitely not make such a choice. Instead, he would rather choose a remote place to hide!