The Lord of Hell
Kichō Yasha clapped his hands lightly, as if he had just finished watching a performance, and commented condescendingly, "Truly wonderful."
The next moment, boundless pressure emanated from her body, and a series of cracking sounds rang out. This time, it wasn't the sound of Aizen's mirror shattering, but rather the sound of the world's sky breaking apart!
"I am the Lord of Hell." His tone was completely flat, as if he were announcing something perfectly normal.
Cracks appeared in the sky above Karakura Town; the mere aura released by Kichō Yasha was enough to shatter the very fabric of space in Karakura Town.
The sky shattered into fragments that fell to the ground, behind which lay Hell rifts. In the center of these rifts were Sinners and monsters bound by Chains.
This is the accumulated power of Hell over countless years, which has now all fallen.
"Drifting Cloud!"
As the Sinners fell from the sky, the entire Karakura Town was covered by a large patch of black clouds. Upon closer inspection, however, they were not clouds at all, but rather a defensive barrier made up of hedgehogs.
"Roll, bite them to death!"
Tsuna clenched his fist into a claw shape and stretched it forcefully towards the sky. Countless sharp spikes shot up from the dark clouds, piercing the arrogant Sinners and monsters to their very core.
"One person guarding one realm, as expected of you, Sawada Tsunayoshi. But how long can your power last?" Kichō Yasha looked at Tsuna as if he were a toy.
Those Sinners who stormed into Karakura Town were indeed pierced through by Tsuna in the blink of an eye, but this time was different from before. The Hell rifts in the sky were connected to the magma of Hell, a place where those sinners could never be reincarnated.
One by one, the Sinners and monsters that Tsuna had bitten to death crawled out of the lava. They were all baring their teeth. This feeling of being caught between life and death was unpleasant, but even so, they charged forward with even greater ferocity.
These Sinners do not believe that Tsuna's power is limitless, but that their resurrection is endless. They believe that as long as they find a glimmer of opportunity, it will be their moment to counterattack.
The Sinners fell like raindrops, turning into wisps of blood mist in the dark clouds, only to set sail again through the Hell cracks in the sky. This was a forced war of attrition, and the loser was already destined to lose.
Kichō Yasha yawned boredly, waved her hand, and walked towards the Gates of Hell. This battle was too boring; she planned to take a nap before accepting the spoils of victory.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi, this kind of fighting will not lead to anything!" Aizen said sternly to Tsuna.
"I agree with that statement." It's true that Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto dislikes Aizen, but he also needs to consider the actual situation.
"What should we do then?" Tsuna asked.
"Put them down. Since they can keep resurrecting, why not just prevent them from having the means to do so?" A sharp glint flashed in Aizen's eyes. "The price is to be entangled with Hell forever!"
"Many people will die!"
Tsuna genuinely disagreed with this method; relying on ordinary Bleach to fight these reckless fools would only result in countless casualties on their side.
"At crucial moments, sacrifice is necessary!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto understood what Aizen wanted to do. "If that guy who seized the position of head of the Kitetu Clan is right, killing her can save everything!"
"There are two prerequisites: first, you must be able to defeat your opponent; second, you must defeat your opponent before we are all wiped out." Even at the risk of his life, Aizen remained calm.
Although he didn't want to admit it, among these people, it seemed that only he was qualified to confront that guy who called himself the Lord of Hell.
Why him? Tsuna's gaze fell on Ichigo. Perhaps only the power of the Soul King could inflict such a serious injury on him?
Without a trace of affectation, Tsuna immediately dispelled the dark clouds that filled the sky. His eyes were not on the figures falling from the sky; they remained fixed on the direction of the Gates of Hell.
"Ichigo, come with me!"
Ichigo's face showed no confusion or hesitation, only absolute trust. He followed Tsuna's figure closely, rushing towards the Gates of Hell, at Tsuna's call.
Violent Miasma erupted from Hell, a clear declaration that Hell was rejecting outsiders; anyone who tried to force their way in would inevitably be assaulted by the Miasma.
"Hell Derivation!"
Upon hearing Tsuna's command, Ichigo and Tsuna simultaneously donned golden skull armor, and the effects of Hell on them vanished instantly. It seemed that only the two of them could charge into Hell.
But how could the Kitetu siblings at the Gates of Hell let Tsuna and Ichigo rush in so easily? The forces of opposition and unity were activated simultaneously.
The opposing fluctuations solidified into a shockwave that rushed towards the two. In that instant, a dazzling Kyoka Suigetsu appeared in front of Tsuna and the others. It was Aizen who had intervened, taking the initiative to block Kichō Tsukikage's attack for Tsuna.
Meanwhile, Kichō Tsukika summoned a large group of Sinners and the Hell Will to block the Gates of Hell, preventing anyone from approaching Gates of Hell.
"Molten Calamity - Sōkotsu!"
A powerful flame erupted instantly, spreading like wildfire across the sky. Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto unleashed his most powerful spiritual pressure, which exploded in an instant, clearing away all obstacles blocking the Gates of Hell.
This is the power of the strongest Bleach in Soul Society in a thousand years. When unleashed at full power, few enemies can stand before him.
Without time to thank Aizen and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, Tsuna and Ichigo plunged headlong into the Gates of Hell.
The scene in Hell was the same as when I entered last time. Different levels had different Sinners. The deeper you went, the stronger the Sinners ' self-awareness and the more ferocious they became. At any moment, the Hell Will would appear and launch attacks against outsiders to Hell.
This is Hell, an extremely exclusive world, unless you willingly put on the Chains of Hell.
However, all these dangers were greatly reduced for Tsuna and Ichigo, because they possessed armor bestowed upon them by the Hell Will. While this armor did not provide them with much combat power, it was enough to maximize their affinity for Hell, allowing them to roam freely within Hell.
Tsuna and Ichigo looked at each other again. Headfirst, they plunged into the deepest part of Hell. That guy who called himself the Lord of Hell must be in the lowest level of Hell!
Gates of Hell, even after the Sōkotsu made their move, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto remained on guard. He wanted to keep the Kitetu siblings in the World of the Living and prevent them from interfering with Tsuna ' actions.
However, the Kitetu siblings showed no sign of leaving. After Tsuna and the others re-entered Hell, the Gates of Hell slowly closed, giving off a feeling of trapping a dog by closing the door.
"Sosuke Aizen, our choice..." Seeing this scene, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto couldn't help but wonder if there were any traps in Hell, and whether their decision was right.
"You've really gotten old, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. Even you've become indecisive?" Aizen's lips still held that confident smile. "I knew attacking the Soul King Palace was pointless, but I did it anyway. The arrow was on the string and had to be released. You had no choice but to trust them."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto smiled with slight relief, "I never thought I'd be taught a lesson by you. Let's fight!"
Everyone else noticed the Gates of Hell closing, and Shihōin Senjuro said with a helpless expression, "Yoruichi, there's no other way. It's time to decide the victor in this battle."
Bankai!
In an instant, all the captains who had returned from Hell unleashed the power of their Bankai, which was not only Bankai, but also the Resentment they had relied on to survive in Hell.
In response to this sudden power, the captains of Soul Society unleashed their Beyond Bankai together, barely managing to suppress the Bankai imbued with the Resentment of Hell.
"It's not that simple," Shihōin Senjuro sighed.
Behind the brother and sister who bore the surname Kitetu, two enormous black shadows appeared. From a distance, the shadows looked like two legs; these were the Soul King's left and right legs.
The appearances of the Kitetu siblings are rapidly aging, and at the cost of their life force, the forces of opposition and unity are fully unleashed.
"Not good!"
Jūshirō Ukitake, who was entangled with Gyakkotsu Saizo, also noticed this. Among everyone present, he was the only one with power of the same level, but he was unable to break free.
"Hachi, you'd better leave now."
After Kenpachi Zaraki unleashed the Two-Sword Heart Essence Technique, Yachiru Kusajishi emerged from behind him. As for Kenpachi's opponent Onigawara Kenpachi, he was nothing but a piece of trash, even his Bankai was useless.
Onigawara Kenpachi couldn't even withstand the spiritual pressure of Kenpachi Zaraki, Beyond Bankai, Kenpachi Zaraki could only take the opportunity to set his sights on other opponents.
"Thank you!" With that hasty remark, Jūshirō Ukitake slipped away, muttering to himself, "Lord Mimihagi..."
The left leg, symbolizing opposition, reflected the attack moves of everyone present. Then, it was absorbed and merged into the right leg, which was three times larger than before. A huge leg stood tall and firm, stomping down towards the very center of the battlefield.
With the endless resurrection of the Sinners, the Kitetu siblings, who control the giant's leg, don't need to worry about their teammates' situation at all. On the contrary, the rebels of the Three Worlds simply cannot afford to die.
Just as the foot was about to step down, a large black hand suddenly grasped the foot. Compared to the enormous foot, the hand was only the size of a baby's.
Even though it was several times smaller, it was still an arm containing the power of stillness, and it withstood the attack when the people of the Three Worlds were evacuating.
Ukitake withdrew his black hand, and the giant's foot landed on the ground, having no effect other than self-harm.
The Kitetu siblings continued to manipulate the situation, kicking towards Ukitake. Ukitake, using the same trick as before, blocked the massive foot with the Soul King's Right Hand.
But this time the force was completely different from before. Ukitake's body kept retreating, and he couldn't withstand the power of this kick at all.
In that instant, countless threads, almost invisible to the naked eye, flew out from the Quincy who had joined the battle and landed on the infant-like Soul King's Right Hand.