"Third Seat Uchiha, please."
The guards bowed and stepped aside, opening a path.
Yato gave a quiet grunt and walked into the Senkaimon.
The instant he stepped through, all he could see was an endless white desert.
The sky was dim, fierce winds howled, and the density of Reishi far exceeded that of the Seireitei.
Yato had returned to Hueco Mundo.
With a snap, the interdimensional gate closed, severing the boy's connection to the Soul Society and making his black Soul Reaper uniform particularly conspicuous amid the white desert.
When Hollows invaded the Soul Society, the Gotei 13 swiftly eliminated them. Likewise, Soul Reapers entering Hueco Mundo faced countless dangers.
Even now, many Hollows stubbornly believed that devouring the souls of Soul Reapers could accelerate their evolution and fill the void within their hearts.
The former held some truth, but the latter was complete nonsense.
Uchiha Yato released his Soul-Cutter Sword, maintaining the lowest level of one tomoe in his Sharingan as he followed the map deeper into Hueco Mundo.
"This is getting a little close to Las Noches... but it's fine. It's on the way anyway."
Ten days later, beneath an enormous sand dune.
A centipede-like Menos Grande raised its head high, its venomous jaws opening as Reishi gathered within its terrifying mouthparts and formed a visible sphere of light.
"Cero!"
It roared and hurled the dense mass of Reishi forward.
The Cero pierced through the dune, shattered the ground, scorched the air, and nearly transformed the entire landscape!
Yet the devastating Cero passed through the young Soul Reaper's body as though it had struck an illusion, failing to harm him in the slightest.
"Not bad power." Uchiha Yato flicked at the corner of his clothes and deliberately imitated Aizen's gentle tone as he chuckled.
"Why not fire