Bleach: Seireitei's self-disciplined captain

At the end of East Rukongai, there is the Seventy-Six Inverse Bones Area.

A huge quaint building is located in an empty barren land, with black and white dotted on the roof, outlining extremely weird patterns.

Different from the chaos in Zaraki District, as the end of Higashi Rukongai, there is more silence in Nikoku District.

Even if souls from other districts occasionally come to pay their respects and worship, they will still maintain the habit of coming and going in a hurry.

During the memorial ceremony, he looked even more flustered, as if he were a thief.

However, there is something abnormal in the Niigu District today. Dozens of people wearing different clothes and exuding strong spiritual pressure are walking respectfully in the deserted land.

They escorted several seriously injured and unconscious prisoners and marched towards the ancient building.

The expression is fanatical, like a pilgrim.

The deserted land seemed like some kind of monster that could swallow all sounds. Even if dozens of people acted together, there was still no sound coming from the vicinity.

until...

They stopped a hundred meters away from the ancient building.

The leader was dressed in a white sacrificial feather fabric with gray lining, and his long black hair was combed into a ponytail, hanging down behind him.

Judging from appearance alone, he is somewhat similar to Ukitake Jushiro, but he seems to be older.

I saw this man clasping his hands together, his eyes lowered, and substantial spiritual pressure rising around him, like a living creature, constantly squirming.

"Start the sacrifice!"

The hoarse voice was like some kind of signal, causing the others to draw the blades from their waists and slash them towards the prisoner's neck without hesitation.

Pfft——

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and bright red sprayed into the sky like a fountain, adding a different color to this desolate land.

Blood pours into the earth, trickling endlessly.

Black lines emerged on the ancient building, and the blood seemed to give it life, continuously gathering upwards.

One eye after another is reflected on the lines.

Spiritual pressure filled the air, covering the entire desolate land, and shrouded everyone, bringing endless pressure.

Buzz——

The surrounding spirits only had a slight shock, and they suppressed the group of people to their knees. Their expressions were distorted and their skin was red, as if they were enduring extreme pain.

However, their expressions became more and more fanatical, and their gazes on the ancient buildings became more and more pious, like fanatical believers on pilgrimage.

The black lines all condensed on the roof until they turned into a huge arm.

An emotionless eye slowly appeared on the back of the hand.

And when the eyes opened, all the flow of spirits in the deserted land froze, and almost everyone's movements were frozen in the moment.

Only the leader, driven by the surging spiritual pressure, managed to remain active.

He opened his eyes hard, and there was a faint splash of blood in the corners of his eyes, and his pupils were filled with a lot of bloodshot eyes, giving people a ferocious feeling.

"Great Lord Mimihachi, accept the sacrifice!"

"Noble blood, body and divided soul!"

…

Sufeng stood on the edge of the deserted land and looked far away near the ancient buildings. Everything within a few hundred meters was blocked by a force similar to a ghost barrier.

The spiritual energy in the atmosphere is almost stagnant, and even the spiritual pressure is completely suppressed in the body.

The huge black arms stood on the ancient building, reaching straight into the dark and thick clouds at the zenith.

There was no emotion at all in his huge eyes.

"Mimi Haki, the right arm of the Soul King?" Su Feng's eyes flashed with confusion, and he secretly said, "Isn't this thing already stuffed into Ukitake Jushiro's body?"

The current development of the situation was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Matsumoto Rangiku and Ise Nanao on the side were stunned by the scene in the distance, looking like their outlook was completely destroyed.

"What the hell happened?!"

"There is no mention of this situation at all in the intelligence!"

They can't understand.

The black shadow on the huge arm spread down, covering a hundred meters, until it swallowed up all the corpses lying on the ground.

The majestic spiritual pressure began to erupt again, like an angry volcano.

"The cliff of stillness, the wind of fire that cannot be touched, the power of the gods that cannot be reflected."

The people of the Ukitake family began to chant the ghost mantra, and with the blessing of spiritual pressure, the magnificent sound spread throughout the deserted land, forming echoes that lingered continuously.

"Darkness gathers to sacrifice the power of the soul."

"Follow where your heart leads and guide your body."

He spoke very fast, and in just an instant, he completed the sacrificial ceremony.

And as the chanting of the Kidou incantation ended, the black lines covering hundreds of meters instantly condensed and gathered on his body.

The next moment, countless lines emerged from under his skin, forming emotionless eyes.

The spiritual pressure that was originally no more than a sixth-level spiritual power suddenly exploded, breaking through the shackles one after another, reaching the level of a third-level spiritual power.

The other people around him were blown away by this spiritual pressure and smashed to the ground.

"Create a god?"

Sufeng looked at the scene in front of him and said thoughtfully, "The Ukitake family really found a shortcut."

He already roughly understood the purpose of these guys.

At the cost of the lives of members of the Ryuudoji family, they were sacrificed to this "Lord Mimihaki" in exchange for powerful power.

but.

In Sufeng's memory, Mimihaki was a god who would dedicate and protect everything he had except his eyes.

But now, not to mention the eyes, even the souls contained in them have been stripped away, and all belong to the member of the Ukitake family.

In the true sense of the word, "eat it and wipe it clean."

With the disappearance of the "Spirit King's Right Arm", the static barrier that was originally maintained also disappeared directly, the spirit particles resumed flowing, and the breeze gradually began to rise.

The worshiper who was standing on the spot suddenly turned his head, and the exposed eyes on his body turned to look at the position of Su Feng and others.

"Those who spy on the sacrifice will all die!"

Surging spiritual pressure erupted, and black shadows enveloped the sky, making this desolate land even darker, as if night had arrived.

"Although it failed to stop this sacrificial ceremony."

Sufeng pushed gently with his left thumb, and a cold light appeared, "But I can still avenge you."

"Rangiku, Nanao, you go deal with the others."

"Leave this guy to me..."

However, before he could finish his words, another wave of spiritual pressure came from the distance.

"Beast bones scattered everywhere!"

"The wheel of the red crystal steel of the steeple is moved by the wind, and the quiet one is the sky. The sound of spears striking each other resounds throughout the virtual city!"

A voice that sounded weak and tired inside and out, from far to near.

"Ahem, Broken Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

next moment.

The dark sky was illuminated by golden thunder, and the sound of explosions spread throughout the deserted land!