A Junior of the Hollow Race

"That's truly terrifying, Lord Aizen. They were supposed to be our comrades." Gin squinted.

"Silver, the path of a king is always lonely."

Above Karakura Town, a wretched old man, whose body looked as if it had been squeezed dry, curled up into a ball and stretched out his stick-like arms. A black alternate dimension enveloped the barrier of Dōsan Hanyū.

"By the way, Lord Aizen, just who is this guy?"

Gin Ichimaru flashed his distinctive fox-like smile, but deep within that smile lay a profound sense of dread.

Kisuke Urahara, Yoruichi Shihōin, Shinji Hirako...

Putting aside these people, just Dōsan Hanyū alone would be enough to leave everyone helpless. This guy in front of us is actually able to trap all of them at the same time, which is even more unbelievable than the barrier that Dōsan Hanyū can create that no one can break.

What's frightening is that Gin Ichimaru, who had always targeted Aizen, was completely unaware that Aizen actually had such an ally.

"In the deepest part of the Muken, there lived a powerful being from ten thousand years ago, whose name he may have even forgotten."

The deepest part of Muken?

As Aizen's right-hand man, he certainly knew the weight of that term. The strong there didn't necessarily represent extreme evil, but to some extent, they could certainly be described as "invincible."

"Then what was the reason he was imprisoned in the Muken?"

"Yin, where do you think all the pain in this world truly originates?"

Aizen would occasionally ask such philosophical questions, and Gin pondered for a moment, "I think it's Hollow."

The Soul Reaper exists to maintain balance in the three realms and the souls. But if the ethereal energy were to completely disappear, and the balance were to become a two-way balance between death and reincarnation, perhaps this world would suffer less.

"It's Spiritual Pressure, it's power. If it's not power, at least that's what he thinks. And this man created the Fourth World, intending to imprison all those with Spiritual Pressure — Soul Reaper, Hollows, and humans—into the Fourth World."

So, he was imprisoned in the Muken?

Gin Ichimaru suddenly felt amused, but couldn't bring himself to laugh.

All the actions you consider foolish are simply because your knowledge and abilities are insufficient to reach that level.

From Gin Ichimaru's current perspective, a powerful figure who has been Muken tormented for tens of thousands of years is now able to imprison more than a dozen top captains.

With such power, it's fair to say he might have the opportunity to imprison the entire Seireitei.

At least in Gin Ichimaru's eyes, Dōsan Hanyū were completely helpless at this moment.

"Hey, you bunch of bastards, what exactly are you plotting with Aizen?" Kensei Muguruma's forehead creased with anger, and even at this moment, the Spiritual Pressure on his fists did not diminish.

"Ha, do you think I need a scheme to deal with someone like you?" Grimmjow was no pushover either.

"You bastard."

"You Kensei, punch him!"

"Damn it, stop making noise!"

Some of them possessed rationality, but not much. With their Spiritual Pressure surging, they could easily erupt into another fight at any moment.

Their emotions were affected, making them more irritable and easily angered.

Not only Dōsan, but even Grimmjow and Kensei noticed it.

Don't assume that they're just hot-tempered. One is a former captain of the Seireitei, and the other climbed his way up from Hueco Mundo. How could they be mindless and hot-tempered?

However, since the two sides were originally enemies, rather than being timid and restraining their nature, they should have a real fight.

"Wait a moment, you two." Former Twelfth Division Captain Kisuke Urahara pressed his hat down. "Everyone in Hueco Mundo, if I'm not mistaken, you didn't expect this to happen, did you?"

Starrk looked left and right, Baraggan ignored him, Ulquiorra's gaze remained indifferent, Grimmjow merely snorted.

Kisuke Urahara showed no sign of humiliation; his smile was even somewhat ingratiating. "We can cooperate."

"Kisuke Urahara, I know you. How do you want to cooperate?" In the end, it was Tier Harribel, the only female Arrancar on this trip, who chose to make the deal.

"At least, we can't keep fighting amongst ourselves like this until we escape."

Tier Harribel glanced at Grimmjow, who scoffed and ignored Kensei Muguruma Grimmjow.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should belong to the Soul Reaper's Kidō, is it a barrier?" Although Tier Harribel was Arrancar, she was easier to communicate with than expected. She turned her head, her short golden hair swaying, and her emerald green eyes looked at Dōsan Hanyū.

Without turning around, Dōsan Hanyū simply replied, "Not Kidō."

"Not the Kidō?"

"Isn't it Kidō?" Following closely behind Tier Harribel, Kisuke Urahara muttered to himself, things seemed a bit troublesome.

"The power of Zanpakuto?" Hirako suggested a possibility.

That would be even more troublesome.

Originating from the power of the spirit, it possesses its own logic, yet it has little logic in this world, making it difficult to decipher.

"Dōsan Hanyū, please allow me to give it a try."

That sound... is it Hachi?

Hirako and the others were somewhat surprised. It wasn't that they doubted Hachigen Ushōda's strength, but rather that their companion wasn't the type to stand out.

And what's with this extremely low attitude? Anyone who didn't know better would think that Hachigen Ushōda was a subordinate of Dōsan Hanyū.

"Hmm." Dōsan Hanyū, then suddenly felt that this person wasn't a bad person and worried that he might be harmed by someone whose true nature he didn't know. "No need to try, you can't solve it."

Hachigen Ushōda wasn't angry, he just smiled sheepishly and said, "I was just showing off my limited skills before an expert."

What's going on?

Hachi has such a good temper!

"Long ago, there was a powerful being whose abilities seemed similar to his." The aged voice echoed within the barrier.

There's nothing inherently wrong with what you're saying, but you have to consider who said it.

Baraggan, the former ruler of Hueco Mundo!

Kisuke Urahara Shinji Hirako, who knew his background, even believed that this being was from the same era as the Soul King. What exactly was the basis of the legend he spoke of?

Before the Soul King Palace appeared, before the Three Realms were opened?

"I think I know you. Before I was imprisoned in the Muken by that old bastard from the Shiba Clan, I seem to have heard that the Hollow Clan has a very talented junior."

"I think it's called Baraggan?"