Slaughtering the Nobles, Sōkyoku Hill

At that moment, a series of alarms sounded from the Shrine of Penitence.

A moment later, Soi Fon led her Onmitsukidō Detention Unit soldiers in.

They seemed completely oblivious to Aizen, instead running over to tie up Isshin and carrying him towards Sōkyoku Hill.

Chapter 159 Annihilation of the Nobles, Sōkyoku Hill

Tokoyo Misao first brought Orihime Inoue back to the Tenth Division.

They happened to run into Rukia Kuchiki, who had also searched the Tenth Division and was somewhat surprised to see Misao.

Her eyes widened. "Misao, how is Orihime?"

She quickly stepped forward and reached out to touch Orihime's nose, finding that the other's breathing was very even and normal.

But the next moment, her eyes caught sight of Orihime's figure, and she involuntarily took a step back.

"How is this possible? That little Orihime has only been around for a few years, how could she have grown so much? This growth rate!" She couldn't help but look down at herself, her brows furrowed.

"What exactly did this child eat to grow up like this? Do World of the Living foods really have such a good effect on promoting development?"

"Perfect, I feel much more at ease with you here." Tokoyo Misao handed Orihime to Rukia. "I need to get to Sōkyoku Hill."

This is not a lie; it's just that he will visit the noble district first before going there.

Rukia also received orders and was currently weighing her options: whether to stay here to take care of Orihime or go to Sōkyoku Hill. Her expression was somewhat conflicted.

Suddenly, Tokoyo Misao reached out, gently lifted Rukia's chin, lowered his head, and pecked her lips.

"I'm entrusting the Tenth Division and Orihime to you."

Rukia's face was flushed. Her eyes darted around, and she noticed that all the members of the Tenth Division had their backs turned. However, this was just a cover-up; they must have all seen what had just happened.

She hurriedly grabbed Orihime and ran towards the captain's room.

"I understand. Leave this to me."

Tokoyo Misao then turned and left, quickly arriving at the noble district.

There was no small talk, no greeting, and no explanation of the purpose of the visit.

After all, he had conducted a long investigation into the nobility beforehand, and indeed there were some decent people among them; not all nobles were scoundrels. Therefore, he had already finalized the list.

Without bothering to conceal his presence, he walked directly to the mansion of the person on the list and brandished his knife.

Screams and cries for help echoed throughout the noble district.

Unfortunately, most of the guards had already gone to Sōkyoku Hill, including the Stealth Force and the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit.

With only the guards that these nobles brought with them, they couldn't even get the news out.

Some nobles, whose families had produced members of the Central 46 Chambers, even thought that Tokoyo Misao was coming to take revenge for Isshin's matter, and cried out that he was wronged.

They said that after becoming members of parliament, they had long since severed ties with their families, and any decisions they made had no connection whatsoever with their families.

Only nobles could say such things with such a brazen tone.

Tokoyo Misao cleanly and efficiently slaughtered these guys one by one, until the very last one.

This is a high-ranking noble family, holding two seats in the Central 46 Chambers, and belonging to the Kuchiki Clan.

He had long noticed that Tokoyo Misao was making moves against the nobles, but he had never been in a hurry.

He knew that Tokoyo Misao had a close relationship with the Kuchiki Clan, but when he saw someone else arrive at his doorstep, his heart couldn't help but clench.

However, he maintained his aristocratic demeanor, feigning composure, and stepped forward to speak:

"Captain Tokoyo, if you're doing this for Isshin Shiba's sake, you've already paid a heavy price. Besides, this really has nothing to do with us."

Tokoyo Misao simply smiled and did not respond.

The higher-ranking nobleman continued, "Our family's business has absolutely no conflict with Captain Tokoyo's."

Tokoyo Misao shook his head again. He didn't touch any of the nobles who were doing normal business, not even those who were engaged in normal production activities.

"Then why? I really can't think of anything that offended Captain Tokoyo." The upper-class noble was now genuinely panicked.

He had no idea what had caused this ruthless man to wreak havoc on the nobles, or how he himself had offended him.

Tokoyo Misao Cao said, "It's simple. You don't consider yourself a human being, so I don't consider you one either."

"What do you mean?" The upper-class nobleman prided himself on his continuous learning, especially since Soul Society had recently acquired a great deal of knowledge from the World of the Living. He had not slacked off at all, spending a lot of time absorbing it every day.

But when faced with Tokoyo Misao's words, he had no idea how to respond.

"Don't overthink it, it's just the literal meaning."

Tokoyo Misao waved gently, the last person on the list.

Decapitated.

On the gallows atop Sōkyoku Hill, Isshin Kurosaki also awoke at this moment.

He immediately spotted Captain-Commander Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto below, and the captain beside him.

Unohana, Byakuya Kuchiki, and others.

He immediately shouted:

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, I've shed blood for Soul Society! I've rendered service to the Gotei 13, you can't treat me like this!"

Upon hearing these words, Byakuya Kuchiki's brow twitched, and he turned to look in the direction of Seireitei.

The other captains didn't make a move, and the vice-captains simply lowered their heads.

Isshin this, Yixin roared again, "Although I did make a mistake, I gave birth to an extraordinary son!"

Once he dies of old age and arrives in the Soul Society, he will definitely become a pillar protecting the Three Worlds!

That kid is abnormally strong; he can protect the Soul Society for another thousand years!

I deserve a great deal for giving birth to him!

"Shut up! You're a member of the Shiba Clan, at least show some backbone!" Byakuya Kuchiki finally couldn't take it anymore and spoke coldly.

As fellow nobles, how could the other party, even if they were merely the head of a branch family, beg for mercy in such a manner?

They even used their own children as leverage.

Even Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes fixed on Isshin.

He was tempted to give the order to execute this disgraceful fellow immediately.

Standing beside him, Chōjirō Sasakibe lowered his head and whispered in his ear:

"Captain Tokoyo has gone to the noble district. The Quincy army hasn't appeared yet, but Kyōraku and Captain Ukitake are on their way."

Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryūsai narrowed his eyes.

The Central 46 Chambers has been destroyed.

Before a new councilor was elected, the person who possessed both military power and absolute authority in the entire Soul Society was Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.

His insistence on executing Isshin Kurosaki was not out of personal bias.

There have been so many things happening in Soul Society lately.

Whether they are Quincy or conspirators lurking in the shadows.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto plans to use the Isshin Kurosaki incident to lure them all out and capture them all in one fell swoop.

That's why he had Chōjirō Sasakibe inform the captains to start the executions immediately, but now he's deliberately dragging things out to see what other monsters and demons might try to emerge.

A chilling aura descended from the sky.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "Third Seat Hitsugaya, do you have anything to say in your argument?"

The people who came to Sōkyoku Hill were none other than Tōshirō Hitsugaya and Rangiku Matsumoto.

After landing, the latter looked around as if trying to find someone, but couldn't see him.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya first bowed respectfully to Captain-Commander Yamamoto, then said, "I did not kill Aizen."

He didn't offer much of a rebuttal, simply stating this one sentence.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto made no response or statement, but his demeanor made it clear to the other Captain-Commander that he did not really intend to take action against the young genius Tōshirō Hitsugaya.

Unohana breathed a sigh of relief. If Captain-Commander Yamamoto Shin'uchi Hitsugaya, things would have been troublesome.

Suddenly, an angry voice rang out. "Tōshirō Hitsugaya!"

The voice was filled with endless grievances and anger.

A petite figure, wielding Zanpakuto, attacked Tōshirō.

She swung the knife down with both hands.

Rangiku Matsumoto immediately flashed behind Tōshirō and blocked the attack.

"Rangiku- san, get out of the way! I'm going to avenge Captain Aizen!" The attacker was none other than Tōshirō's childhood friend, the Fifth Division Lieutenant, Momo Hinamori.

Her eyes were bloodshot, with severe dark circles, her hair was frizzy, and her lips were pale. Her pupils were fixed on Tōshirō, and she spoke through gritted teeth:

"Tōshirō, why did you kill Captain Aizen?"

Tōshirō Hitsugaya merely glanced sideways at Momo Hinamori, sighed softly, offered no explanation, and then turned back around.

"Momo Hinamori, calm down. Tōshirō just said that Aizen wasn't killed by him." Rangiku Matsumoto used both hands to block the attack.

She frowned as she looked at the man in front of her, whom she could call a friend.

Rangiku Matsumoto was certainly aware of the relationship between Momo Hinamori and Tōshirō.

Momo Hinamori understood that she couldn't get past Rangiku Matsumoto on her own.

She immediately turned to Captain-Commander Yamamoto and shouted, "Captain-Commander! The culprit who killed Captain Aizen is right here! Why aren't you making a move?"

Chōjirō Sasakibe stepped forward, blocking her view of Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, and spoke seriously:

"Vice-Captain Hinamori, watch your tone. If you continue to be so insolent, don't blame me for being impolite."

As he said this, his hand was already on the knife at his waist.

A mere deputy captain dared to the Roar at Lord Genryūsai; he was simply courting death.

"The Vice-Captain Sasakibe is right. I don't remember raising you to be so ill-mannered." A gentle voice came from behind Momo Hinamori.

Everyone turned their heads sharply towards the source of the sound, their pupils dilated in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Momo Hinamori trembled uncontrollably.

She turned around stiffly, like a puppet, until she saw that familiar face, and tears suddenly welled up in her already dry eyes again.

She stepped forward, leaned against the other person's chest, looked up, and asked in a trembling voice, "Captain Aizen? Are you Captain Aizen?"

Sōsuke Aizen extended his right hand and gently stroked Momo Hinamori's head, smiling as he replied, "That's right."

"Waaah--waaah!" Momo Hinamori burst into tears, repeatedly crying out, "Captain Aizen, I thought you were really dead."

Aizen spoke gently again, "I am not dead, but goodbye."

Thud! A knife pierced through Momo Hinamori's chest, making a soft sound as it passed through her back.

Blood spurted from the wound on her back.

A sharp pain pierced through Momo Hinamori's chest and into her brain.

She had no idea what was happening; all she could feel was pain and confusion.

Her pupils trembled as she looked at Captain Aizen before her, feeling her eyelids grow heavier and heavier until she slowly closed her eyes and fell into darkness.

Sōsuke Aizen drew his sword, casually flicked the blood off the blade, and left Momo Hinamori lying on the ground.

"Bankai, Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"

An angry roar burst from Tōshirō's throat.

He instantly unleashed his full power, roaring, "Aizen, you damned bastard!"

This was the first time Tōshirō had ever felt such rage that he wanted to kill someone.

He charged toward Aizen, his movements imbued with boundless, chilling killing intent.

Just as he approached Aizen by two meters, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his body involuntarily froze on the spot. The next moment, he instinctively stepped back, but it was still too late.