The bald head stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed it back and forth on his shiny bald head. He wanted to compete with Ichigo in front of him, but the knife in his hand had been broken. If he rushed forward now, it would not be a fight, but a death.
…
"There is no other way. It seems I can only let you pass."
After just a few seconds, the bald man made a decision.
"It seems you already understand?"
Ichigo's face was extremely calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised by the bald head's decision.
"After all, even if I want to fight you, I don't have any weapons to fight with, so I can only let you pass..."
"But don't think you have won. After I repair the knife, I will come back to you. Before that, we will not be your enemy, nor will we appear in front of you again to block your way forward.
…
"Of course, the premise is that you are still alive when we repair the sword!"
"Go over! Travel disaster! There is a stronger opponent waiting for you in front of you, and you will become his prey and be eaten up by him..."
After the bald man finished speaking, he walked towards Ichigo Kurosaki. He held his short sword in his hand, passed by Ichigo, and left without looking back.
And the groups of Shinigami whose swords were broken by Ichigo Kurosaki, like the bald head, walked past Ichigo. Just as the bald head said, after the swords in their hands were broken by Ichigo, they temporarily
I will never be an enemy of Ichigo again.
Ichigo just stood there motionless, waiting quietly for the Shinigami around him to leave, and then he took a step forward and walked towards the confession palace where Rukia was imprisoned.
"..."
In the Confession Palace, Rukia, wearing a snow-white modified kimono, looked up at the sky until she felt the spiritual pressure that was so familiar to her.
"Is this spiritual pressure Ichigo?"
Lucia raised her head and looked at the window above her head. She jumped up as hard as she could, but she lost her spiritual pressure and couldn't jump up several times.
"Hey! Rukia, you're in there, right?"
Kurosaki Ichigo stood outside the wall, gently stroking the white wall in front of him, and asked the people inside the wall.
"Idiot, what are you doing here? Go back quickly! This is not a place for you to come..."
When Lucia heard the voice that was extremely familiar to her, her expression moved, tears rolled in the corners of her eyes, and she shouted loudly at Ichigo outside the wall.
"Rukia, right now it's not a question of whether I should come, but that I've already come..."
Ichigo looked at Rukia inside the wall and spoke softly.
"You stupid……"
Lucia frowned and shed tears.
"Give you three seconds."
Ichigo continued to lecture Rukia in the tower.
"Um?"
Rukia was stunned for a moment, confused by Ichigo's words.
"I'll give you three seconds to wipe away your tears. I don't want to see you with a face full of tears. To be honest, tears don't suit you at all. It's better for you to just smile like a fool. It's better to smile like a fool with tears."
It suits your face better..."
Just when Rukia was confused, Ichigo's voice came from inside the tower.
"Ha!? Giggling? What did you say?"
Rukia, who was still grieving at first, immediately felt veins on her forehead and clenched a pair of small fists after hearing Ichigo's words.
Why is a silly smile more suitable for her face than tears? Does she look silly?
"Three, two, one..."
"It's time Rukia..."
"Now please squat down..."
Ichigo stood outside the tower and counted three numbers, then pulled out Zangetsu behind him. At the same time, the spiritual pressure soaring into the sky like a water column...
"This spiritual pressure, you bastard, could this be your intention..."
The moment Rukia felt the terrifying spiritual pressure of Kurosaki Ichigo, she looked panicked, as if she had guessed something.
"Crescent moon, sky clash."
After Ichigo exploded with powerful spiritual pressure, he held the handle of the knife in his right hand, with the blade pointing downwards, and the tip of the knife against the ground. His left hand firmly grasped the wrist of his right hand, and then he swung Zangetsu from the bottom up, accompanied by
Following the faint voice in Ichigo's mouth, a huge crescent moon rose from bottom to top, cutting the huge confession palace in front of him in two. At the same time, terrifying spiritual pressure shot up into the sky, and the huge moon blade emitted endless brilliance, making the whole world
They all looked dim, and the moon blade shot straight into the sky, cutting through all the dark clouds covering the Palace of Confession, and finally turned into balls of radiant light, exploding in the sky above the entire Seireitei.
With a roar...
The entire Seireitei had spiritual pressure falling like rain.
"This spiritual pressure..."
For a moment, all the Shinigami in the Gotei 13th Division felt the terrifying and vast spiritual pressure.
"Oops, the enemy is in the Palace of Confession!"
At the same time, these words rang in the hearts of all the captains of the Gotei 13.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's true. This spiritual pressure is no joke. Does Isshin have such good genes?"
On the roof of the first room of the Eighth Division, an uncle wearing a floral robe and a bamboo hat covering his face was lying on the roof to take a nap. Ever since Captain Yamamoto ordered the captains of each division to catch the travel disaster, he
He ran here to sleep and never got up. It wasn't until he felt Ichigo's shocking spiritual pressure that the uncle gently took away the bamboo hat on his face to block the sun, revealing the weathered face.
With a somewhat cynical face on his face, he just stared at Ichigo's spiritual pressure falling like rain in the air. After a few seconds, the man stretched out two fingers and picked up the rain-like spiritual pressure falling in the air, and then two
With a slight squeeze of a finger, Ichigo's spiritual pressure naturally dissipated, and at the same time, the uncle's face showed a bit of surprise.
"One heart! One heart!"
"Does your son really need our care?"
"Why do I feel that the Gotei 13th Division might really fall over him this time?! Haha..."
The uncle smiled, changed into a comfortable position, and continued to sleep on the roof.
It wasn't until the uncle heard the sound of soft footsteps in his ears that he opened his tired eyes.
"Xiao Qixu, can you let me sleep for a while? Just for a while..."
The middle-aged uncle looked at the beautiful girl with long white legs and asked helplessly.
"No, the captains of other divisions have already taken action."
The beautiful girl with glasses, who was called Xiao Nanao, directly denied the uncle's wishes and spoke plainly.
"These are some cold and heartless words~"
"Are the captains of other divisions really in such a hurry to go to work?"
"They can't beat them anyway, why are you in such a hurry?"
The uncle sighed helplessly. As he stood up from the roof, his words were full of helplessness.
"Wait a minute, are you saying that the travel disaster is more powerful than the captains?"
The bespectacled girl named Xiao Qixu was stunned and asked the uncle in front of her with a somewhat cynical expression on her face.
"Nanao-chan, can't you feel the spiritual pressure that envelopes the entire Seireitei?"
"Among the entire Seireitei Gotei 13, there are probably no more than five Shinigami who can achieve this level, even including the captains, right?"
The cynical uncle rubbed his chin and made a judgment on the cold spiritual pressure in the air.
"Eh? Is it so powerful?"
"But I only felt the spiritual pressure for a moment, and then it disappeared..."
Nanao was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that the owner of the spiritual pressure that didn't feel very powerful to her just now was actually so terrifying.
"Then go and stop him! We can't let him cause more trouble."
After Nanao was stunned for a moment, he anxiously looked at the man in front of him and said.
Yes, even after Nanao learned that Ichigo's spiritual pressure ranked among the top five in the entire Soul Society, she still believed that the man in front of her could stop Ichigo, just because the man standing in front of Nanao at this moment
The man is Kyoraku Shunsui, the captain of the Gotei 8th Division.
"Haha, don't worry, that guy doesn't mean any harm. He is greeting us~"
"But Mr. Shan must be almost mad to death, right?! Hahaha..."
After hearing Nanao's words, Kyōraku said with a smile.
at the same time……
In the team building of the first team...
A certain person holds a cane in his hand, has a "kind face and kind eyes", and has a poker face that no one can detect his emotions. It seems to be smiling, but also seems to be completely indifferent, making people confused. He is called by countless gods of death,
The most powerful Shinigami in the millennium, the current captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Division, an old man named Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni, was quietly standing in the squad building of the First Division, gazing at the Confession Palace in the distance.
After a while, Genryusai Shigekuni opened his originally narrowed eyes, and for a moment he was filled with domineering energy. The terrifying spiritual pressure seemed to directly ignite the green plants in the surrounding potted plants.
"That kid..."
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was very angry at this moment. He couldn't remember how many years it had been since anyone had been so naughty. The last person he had been naughty with was the unattractive brat Kyōraku Shunsui.
But since he is a brat, he deserves to be beaten...
the other side……
Penitence Palace.
"Haha, ahhahaha, ahhaha..."
Rukia was sitting on the ground with a silly smile at the moment. In front of her eyes was the disappearing wall, and above her head was the blue sky and white clouds. The Penitence Palace, which was originally used to imprison damned prisoners like her, had been killed by Ichigo.
Cut it clean.
"Yes, that's the expression. Sure enough, a silly smile suits you."
Ichigo put his jet-black blade disguised as a Zanpakutō behind him, looked at the giggling Rukia, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile.
"Kurosaki Ichigo, do you want to kill me? You were so close, so close to hitting me!"
Rukia stood up from the ground with her bare feet, looked at Kurosaki Ichigo and roared angrily.
"Didn't you miss it? Don't worry, everything is as expected. I still have an estimate of your height..."
Ichigo looked at Rukia who was jumping in anger, softly comforted her, and patted Rukia's little head.
"Go to hell! Kurosaki Ichigo!!"
After listening to Ichigo's words, Rukia jumped up, put her legs on Ichigo's shoulders, and then rushed into Ichigo's face like a facehugger.