The Five Great Noble Houses

Amidst the arrogant laughter of Adoris, the King of Hell, the power of Resentment surged wildly, accelerating Hell's erosion of the Three Worlds, and the cracks on the Soul King's body gradually multiplied.

"Admit it, Adonais, you've sacrificed too much for this so-called world stability, even turning yourself into this inhuman, ghost-like creature."

"In every major crisis concerning the stability of the world in these Three Worlds, which one hasn't involved the shadow of Hell? You can clearly see it, but because of its appearance, you can't do anything about it!"

The voice of the King of Hell suddenly became soft and eerie, "Including your foolish son, Yhwach!"

"After being slightly provoked by me, she used all her strength—no, the strength of two lifetimes—to rebel against her own father."

"Without his help, I really wouldn't have been able to make a move against you and your son, whose defenses were as solid as a rock."

"It's a pity that those who destroy family ties with their own hands will ultimately be destroyed by family ties themselves. It must be painful to watch your son storm the Soul King Palace, right? But you can't tell him the truth because of your the Almighty, and his the Almighty!"

"He will only believe the 'truth' he sees!"

Hearing the words of the King of Hell, the small flame hidden in the shadows trembled uncontrollably. It was the last trace of spiritual pressure that Yhwach had used to escape destruction. He knew the voice of Adoris, the King of Hell, all too well.

This same voice had once told him that the so-called son of the Soul King was nothing more than a puppet made by the Soul King himself, and that he would be used by the Soul King for the rest of his life.

Under such simple and ridiculous deception, Yhwach actually believed the King of Hell's words and led the Quincy to launch attack after attack on Soul Society.

In fact, the King of Hell was not wrong. The Soul King was indeed using Yhwach, but not as a puppet. Instead, the two of them used their the Almighty power to completely stabilize the Three Worlds.

Yhwach had to admit that he, in his foolishness, had completely ruined the Soul King's plans.

The Soul King ignored the King of Hell's relentless mockery, instead turning around and giving a look to Tsuna and Ichigo, who were watching the spectacle.

Tsuna immediately understood, tugged at Ichigo, and said, "It's our turn."

Somewhat confused, Ichigo followed Tsuna's footsteps and rushed out. With the Soul King as the main course, the King of Hell no longer cared about Tsuna and Ichigo, who were not even considered side dishes.

The Chains of Hell blocked their path, and dealing with these things alone would keep Tsuna busy for a while.

"Use your strongest power."

Behind Tsuna and the others came the reassuring voice of the Soul King. A mysterious wave emanated from the Soul King and projected onto Ichigo and Tsuna. Ichigo's spiritual pressure of the Locking Heaven's Sun burned even more fiercely, and Tsuna activated True Bankai without hesitation.

It was still Bleach's Chains, but this time the King of Hell's reversal ability had completely failed, turning it into a pure contest of strength.

With that, Tsuna had nothing to worry about. First, the Sky Flame unified and harmonized the situation, then the Rain Flame Sedation the King of Hell's Resentment, and finally, the Storm Attribute Flame's decomposing power erupted instantly.

With a bang, all the Chains blocking the way shattered, and Ichigo seized the opportunity to unleash Getsuga Tensho aimed directly at the King of Hell's face.

The King of Hell was sent flying quite a distance by Ichigo's repeated attacks, letting out a defiant roar, "Damn Adonais!"

Only the Soul King could rival his power. The King of Hell realized that the Soul King was preparing to personally assist him, restraining his power, and then let Sawada Tsunayoshi and Ichigo Kurosaki kill him.

The King of Hell gritted his teeth and stood up. The Soul King's personal intervention made it difficult for him to deal with three opponents alone. But when had he ever been alone?

Before Tsuna could press his advantage, the King of Hell placed his hand on the ground of Hell. Five enormous Chains immediately burrowed into the earth, and amidst a violent earthquake, five coffins blocked Tsuna's XBURNER.

XBURNER's flames exploded before the King of Hell, scattering the five coffins and revealing five figures inside. Without exception, they all had Chains of Hell on their chests, indicating they were Sinners controlled by the King of Hell.

The moment these five people appeared, a bad premonition arose in Tsuna's heart. He quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding a sharp slash.

With the support of these five people, the King of Hell became relaxed again. He clapped his hands, mocking the Soul King while awakening the consciousness of these people.

"Adonais, do these people in front of you look familiar?"

"Shihōin, Shiba, Kitetu, Tsunayashiro, and Saito —these five are none other than the five nominally the true ancestors of the Five Great Noble Houses who directly led you here!"

As the King of Hell's voice faded, the ancestors of the Five Great Noble Houses regained consciousness.

"Has Hell finally come to this?" The first to react was Kitetu, the only one who knew about the crisis in Hell.

"Old Ghost Kitetu, explain yourself clearly!" Before he changed his name to Kuchiki, the old patriarch Saito had the same fiery temper as Saito.

"This is... Soul King?" Shiba's ancestor immediately recognized the entire scene.

"Whatever happens, haven't you noticed that we can't control our bodies?" Shihōin reminded him helplessly.

"It seems someone has taken control of our bodies," Tsunayashiro concluded.

"O starting point of the Five Great Noble Houses, continue your unfinished work and eliminate that arrogant Adonais!"

The King of Hell didn't give these people time for pleasantries, and directly commanded the ancestors of the Five Great Noble Houses to launch an attack on the Soul King.

Since the Soul King has chosen to personally intervene, the King of Hell doesn't mind engaging in a head-on confrontation to see whether he or the Soul King will be defeated by Tsuna first.

The five people scattered and rushed towards the Soul King from all directions. In the rush, Tsuna and Ichigo could only stop two of them, while the remaining three had already charged towards the Soul King.

There was no time to pay attention to the situation on the Soul King's side. The moment Tsuna engaged in close combat, he sensed that something was wrong. The Zanpakuto held by the ancestors of these Five Great Noble Houses were very strange. They actually broke through his Lightning Attribute defense in an instant and went straight to his face.

Tsuna quickly drew his rain-attribute blade and clashed with it. As expected, the Sedation power of the rain attribute had no effect on the opponent at all.

"You carry the aura of the Kitetu Clan, junior. This is the divine artifact used to dismantle Soul King. Excess power is ineffective against it. Use your original spiritual pressure!"

The person fighting Tsuna was an ancestor of the Kitetu clan. After realizing that Tsuna had the Kōtetsu Clan's lineage, he immediately shared the information.

Tsuna didn't bother with any fancy maneuvers. His arms burned with the purest Sky Flame as he attacked, and at the same time, he asked his question, "Wasn't it the Ise Clan's Eight Mirror Sword that dismembered the Soul King?"

"It seems you know a lot. The Eight Mirror Sword was forged using a method bestowed by the Soul King. Each of our families used the same method to create a batch of ceremonial weapons to be buried with us."

It goes without saying that these should be the weapons buried with the deceased. So-called ceremonial equipment is generally for decoration and does not have any real killing power, just like the Eight Mirror Sword.

However, the ancestors of these nobles happened to be facing Tsuna and Ichigo, who possessed the same combination of four powers as the Soul King. This triggered the weapon's underlying logic, transforming it from Ceremonial Blades into a highly lethal weapon.

"You have the spiritual pressure fluctuations of our Shiba Clan on you, kid. What's your name?" Shiba asked.

"Ichigo Kurosaki, but my father used to be Isshin Shiba." Ichigo had a good impression of this old man from the bottom of his heart.

"Once? Is Shiba no longer around?" Though old, his mind was not old at all; he immediately grasped the key point.

"I also have an older cousin and two older cousins. The Shiba Clan has moved to Rukongai." Ichigo didn't hide anything.

"In the end, he still left. The Shiba Clan is not suited to get involved in these noble affairs." Shiba was very open-minded. When the Soul King was being dismembered, he was one of the most vehemently resisting. In the end, he only participated in the forging of the Soul King after being half-coerced.

Compared to the two battlefields, the three people flying towards the Soul King chatted casually, seemingly quite familiar with the area.

"Tsunayashiro, that scene from back then is going to be repeated in your hands again," Saito said casually. It was the Tsunayashiro clan that proposed sealing the Soul King back then.

"Shut up!" Tsunayashiro said irritably. Of all the noble families, he disliked Saito the most. Saito was impetuous and had no noble demeanor at all. He thought his descendants would probably be the same kind of people who disregarded the rules.

"Speaking of which, are we just going to watch Soul King get killed by us?" Shihōin steered the conversation back on track.

"What can you do? Can you even control your own body?" Saito retorted directly.

The moment their consciousness returned, they all knew the situation was extremely dire. Their original purpose in creating the Soul King was still vivid in their minds. Now, to kill the Soul King with their own hands would be tantamount to destroying the world they had created.

However, they were powerless; the Chains binding their chests represented the most basic logic, and they could only obey Hell, utterly unable to resist.

Thinking of this, Saito grumbled irritably, "It's all your fault, Tsunayashiro, for having to make such a fuss. Without these Ceremonial Blades, how could we possibly get to Soul King Rei-ou?"

"Shut up, you bastard!" Tsunayashiro was completely dumbfounded. Did he not know how disadvantaged they were? If Saito had time to gossip, he should be thinking about how to save the Soul King.

"By the way, can our swords cut through the Chains our chests?"

Saito's words seemed to have found the key to breaking the deadlock. Their Ceremonial Blades were able to kill the Soul King, and they might be able to sever the power of the King of Hell, who was equal to the Soul King.

However, the moment these words were uttered, a powerful thought stopped them in their tracks: a denial from the King of Hell himself.

"No, please kill your beloved Soul King with your own hands!"