Even if Muramasa awakens this immortal artifact that has made great achievements, he is required not to use it lightly.
Numbness, and then sinking into a daily cycle called day after day, year after year, which seems like an eternity.
And until today...
How do you feel when you step into this place this time?
Xianghe looked at the brightly lit streets, filled with beautiful buildings and jade buildings. How could he tell that he had experienced a bloody battle last night?
The nobles sang and danced in peace and never cared about how many people shed blood in the past!
Under the weighing of conspiracies, the lives and deaths of countless people were decided in the midst of talk and laughter. As long as one's own position is threatened, then it is inherently an unforgivable sin!
But he didn't sympathize with the sacrificed nobles, because they were oppressed just because they were not strong enough. If they were strong, they would definitely do the same thing as the five nobles.
The strong wield their swords against the weak, and the weak wield their swords against the weaker. The five great nobles and their vassals bully the ordinary nobles, and the ordinary nobles turn this oppression to the residents of Rukongai. This is Soul Society, and this is Jingrei.
Ting.
"This time..."
There was no hesitation in Xianghe's eyes as he strode forward.
"I just feel excited!"
He walked to the homes of nobles. Some of them were holding feasts, singing and dancing to celebrate the demise of the nobles who competed with them for cakes. In the process, they only sacrificed part of the Kuchiki family's strength.
After all, if the five nobles could die, they would be happy to see it, if they could replace them...
That would be even better.
"That stinky brat Kuchiki Kyouga has put on that stinky face every day because he was lucky enough to enter the Kuchiki family. Now it's finally time to return to his original position."
A class leap that does not belong to one's own always makes people jealous...
Even though Kuchiki Xianghe has never done anything arrogant, his existence makes many people feel uncomfortable.
It's like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered has become a big shot that you need to look up to. This contrast is unacceptable.
"That is to say, it is a pity that I sent out dozens of guards." Someone obviously drank too much, and said with a red face and a big smile.
The person next to him woke up immediately, covered his mouth with his hand, then looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there were only a few of them.
"Shh, don't let other people know this."
"If the Kuchiki family knows that we secretly sent people to participate in the rebellion, they will definitely kill us all!"
"There's nothing we can do about it. If we don't muddy things up, those rebellious gods of death won't be able to make things worse, and those with truly evil intentions won't join in."
"We have used our own sacrifices in exchange for a wave of heroes who have eliminated the hidden dangers of Jinglingting!"
From the beginning, people were cautious and cautious, but now they don't know why, and they stick out their tongues and say shameless things.
"But Kuchiki Xianghe is really powerful. Even the captains of Team Thirteen had to deal with so many Shinigami for a long time, right? In the end, he killed them all in just a few strokes."
"You haven't seen that scene, but I was there. It was really terrifying. Thousands of Death Gods who shared the same hatred were forced to point their knives at their companions or their own bodies... tsk tsk..."
The nobleman who spoke seemed to be savoring it carefully and shook his head.
"That scene was so exciting!"
"It's harmful, no matter how exciting it is, it's just yesterday's waste. So what if one knife can kill thousands of Death Gods? Now they are not prisoners waiting to die in the prison? They are just a butcher's knife that we play with at will..."
"Although it did not effectively consume too much of the Kuchiki family's power, it is enough to destroy such a demon sword."
They were so happy that they gradually forgot about it. If their words were spread, they would be punished with the most extreme punishment in Soul Society.
However, it is not Soul Society that is punishing them now.
It was death that came unexpectedly. While they were eating hot pot and drinking heavily, a cold voice came from outside the house.
"Really? Did you really destroy this knife?"
It was as cold as ice hell, the coldness that penetrated people's hearts, and made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
The terrifying God of Death pushed open the door and brought the breath of hell with him.
"Kuchiki Xianghe! It's you!"
The fat pig-like nobles widened their eyes and looked at the figure breaking through the door in disbelief.
They quickly drew their knives and wanted to slash at Xianghe, but they stopped in mid-air.
"No, you can't do this to us! We are close ministers of the Kuchiki family, Ginling-sama will punish you! Room 46 will execute you!"
At this moment, they realized how stupid it was to draw the sword in front of Kuchiki Xianghe, but it was too late. They could only shout in fear, hoping to make a last-ditch effort.
"Did you lose your mind after drinking? At the very least, you should know that your Zanpakutō will turn into my power."
Kuchiki Xianghe's words were full of resentment, he laughed and said
"You bastard fat pig! Look at your excess fat! Under the banner of the nobility, you consume several times more precious resources than ordinary people, but you can only produce more foul-smelling feces!"
"Use your Shunpo to dodge my attack! Use your Kidō to kill me? Where is your wasted attack? Where is your slashing technique?!"
In the horrified eyes of the nobles, the knives in their hands kept stabbing them, one after another!
Kuchiki Xianghe could not have imagined that the person he had been guarding as a god of death for the past hundred years would be such a fat pig.
The nobles did not expect that the ants they despised not long ago would become Yama who was seeking his life now!
"How disgusting, nobleman."
Xianghe pierced the heart of the nearest noble with a disgusted knife, then picked him up and said coldly to several other nobles
"You said Kuchiki Ginling would punish me, right? You said Room 46 would execute me, right?"
"Wrong!"
"I will judge you! The era of being dominated by your nobles and acting arbitrarily is coming to an end! From today on, I am the king of this world! All rules will be made by me!"
Xianghe laughed and gave them the final blow, blood splattered on his face, flowed onto the precious ingredients on the table, and sprinkled on every corner of the house.
Then he planted Muramasa on the ground and whispered:
"Whisper, Muramasa..."
"Let the nobles who are above us know, and let the gods of death who maintain the order of the nobility know that their era is coming to an end!"
"Let's start with the Zanpakutō that I trust the most and is the most indivisible."
"From the moment the rule set by the nobles that the God of Death controls the Zanpakutō began to be broken."
Xianghe completely liberated Muramasa's power, allowing him to enter the inner world of the Death God's Zanpakutō.
Then……
Whisper it...
Betrayal...
Kill...
Finally, twist it, destroy it, and rot it!
Everything, old and ancient...
Be it the Gotei 13, the five great nobles, or their king...