Resurrección! Every Arrancar Wants It!

Giant Fang's face, covered by a shattered bone mask, revealed an expression of extreme shock.

The heart that had swelled somewhat today due to his tremendous increase in strength was ruthlessly crushed by Zhu Mao's terrifying aura at that moment...

He could clearly sense that the strength and defense he had once been so proud of were so fragile, so utterly vulnerable before Zhu Mao's eight coldly gleaming demonic spears.

He even had an intuition that, if he fought Zhu Mao again now, he might...

Not even last a single move!

Black Blade's reaction was even more direct.

His narrow eyes were fixed firmly on Zhu Mao, his gaze filled with an emotion called "jealousy."

This kind of power...

Why him? Why not me?

Could I possess this power too?

He craved power. He craved becoming stronger...

"How does it feel?"

Lu Ming's voice broke the silence. He looked at Zhu Mao's Resurrección form, his eyes full of approval.

This was what an Arrancar should look like!

Powerful, savage, and brimming with oppression!

"Master..."

Zhu Mao turned toward Lu Ming and slowly dropped to one knee.

His voice had become even hoarser and deeper than before.

"I feel... better than ever."

"I feel like I can tear apart anything!"

He raised his head, and a desire for battle burned within his eight dark green compound eyes.

Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

He could clearly sense just how much Zhu Mao's strength had increased after completing Resurrección.

Originally, Zhu Mao's strength after becoming an Arrancar had been roughly equivalent to three thousand years...

But now, in his Resurrección state, his overall strength had increased by at least five times compared with his normal Arrancar form!

Fifteen thousand years!

His current strength was already enough to rival a fifteen-thousand-year soul beast!

Moreover, he still possessed human intelligence and combat techniques! His actual combat power might be even greater than that of a soul beast at the same level!

One Resurrección had allowed Zhu Mao's strength to leap from the thousand-year level straight across the threshold into the ten-thousand-year level!

Even though Lu Ming had been prepared, his heart still surged with excitement.

Resurrección!

The evolutionary path of soul beast Arrancar!

"Very good."

Lu Ming's gaze swept across Feng Qie, Giant Fang, and Black Blade's faces one by one, taking in their expressions of shock, unwillingness, and jealousy.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

He slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, yet it reached every Arrancar's ears clearly.

"You have all seen it."

"This is Resurrección."

"It is the unique path of evolution that belongs to us Arrancar."

"Zhu Mao is only the first."

"As long as you work hard enough, and as long as your loyalty to me is beyond doubt, every one of you will have a chance to obtain your own Zanpakutō and master the power of Resurrección!"

Feng Qie's eyes instantly lit up!

I can become this strong too?

Giant Fang and Black Blade's breathing grew rapid as well.

As they looked at Zhu Mao's imposing figure, then thought of themselves, the unwillingness and jealousy in their hearts instantly transformed into endless motivation and desire!

They wanted Resurrección too!

They wanted this powerful strength too!

Lu Ming watched them acting as though they had been injected with stimulants, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Very good.

A team's internal competition officially began at this moment.

He did not need to force them to train, nor did he need to push them to become stronger.

He only needed to dangle an enticing enough "carrot" in front of them.

These battle-loving fellows would work themselves to the bone to catch up to their companions and earn his approval.

"However, I must remind you! Resurrección is far more dangerous than becoming an Arrancar! Without the resolve to risk your lives, the chances of failing Resurrección are extremely high..."

Lu Ming's warning was not taken seriously by the Arrancar. Craving power, every one of them was full of confidence in themselves.

In their eyes, if Zhu Mao could achieve Resurrección, then they certainly could too!

Lu Ming secretly shook his head. He had said all that needed to be said!

Perhaps only reality can truly wake them up...

"Zhu Mao, withdraw your power."

"Yes, Master."

Zhu Mao nodded. Accompanied by a ripple of soul power, his savage Resurrección form slowly faded, returning him to the silent, tall young man he had been before.

Only now, there was an ink-green sword in his hand.

He sheathed the sword and carried it on his back.

Though he had released Resurrección, his aura was more solid and powerful than before by far.

Clearly, this Resurrección had also deeply strengthened his original body!

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, at the Lake of Life.

A gentle fluorescent glow rippled across the lake's surface, reflecting the towering ancient trees around it. The scene was tranquil and sacred.

Xiao Wu silently landed by the lakeside, her pretty face filled with gravity and conflict.

"Xiao Wu!"

"You're finally back!"

Two voices erupted at once, like collapsing mountains and crashing seas.

The next instant, the calm surface of the lake churned violently as an enormous bull's head emerged from the water. Its golden eyes, like twin suns, stared at Xiao Wu.

At the same time, a nearby stretch of forest shook thunderously. A mountain-like giant ape strode out, each step making the ground tremble.

"Xiao Wu, are you all right? Did that bastard human do anything to you?!"

The moment Er Ming saw Xiao Wu, he anxiously scratched at his ears and cheeks, his eyes filled with worry and fury.

"Er Ming, I'm fine." Xiao Wu shook her head. "Lu Ming... didn't hurt me."

"Didn't hurt you? Then why did he drag you into that strange space? Wasn't he trying to harm you?" Er Ming still refused to believe it.

"Er Ming, calm down!" Da Ming's deep voice rang out, stopping Er Ming's roar.

His golden eyes, which seemed to see through everything, carefully examined Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, your aura... is somewhat off. It seems your heart is in turmoil."

"I..." Xiao Wu opened her mouth, not knowing where to begin.

What she had experienced these past few days had been far too shocking.

"Da Ming, Er Ming..."

Xiao Wu took a deep breath and recounted everything she had seen and heard in the valley, without leaving out a single detail.

From the warm little home Lu Ming had built, to Feng Qie and Zhu Mao being able to speak human language, to the mysterious holes in their chests.

Finally, she focused on describing the shocking scene she had witnessed that afternoon, when Lu Ming transformed the Black-Armored Troll and the Clawed Terror Demon into two brand-new Arrancar right before her eyes...

When they heard that the Black-Armored Troll and the Clawed Terror Demon had gone from just over two thousand years to nearly eight thousand years in strength within less than half an hour, even the steady Da Ming revealed an expression of disbelief on his enormous bull's face...