It seemed this world...
Ye Chuan slowly raised his head, a cold gleam flashing through his dark eyes.
Was being ravenously consumed by a system in the manner of a parasitic wasp.
Using the entire world of Bleach as nourishment to incubate larvae from another world.
After confirming that this world of Bleach contained another transmigrator like himself, Ye Chuan did not hesitate.
He decided to meet this fellow transmigrator immediately.
Ye Chuan activated the Door-Door Fruit's ability.
A "door" leading to the source of the chakra silently opened.
When Ye Chuan appeared again, he was already inside a vast underground space.
This was the lowest level of Central 46, the center of power in Seireitei.
It was also the birthplace of every law and rule in Soul Society.
Yet, at that moment, inside what should have been Soul Society's most sacred and heavily guarded place...
There was no one.
There were no guards.
Nor were there any Soul Reapers on patrol.
There were only the dozens of sages who should have represented Soul Society's greatest wisdom, sitting expressionlessly in their respective seats like soulless marionettes, mechanically processing routine documents from Seireitei's various divisions.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire underground space.
As Ye Chuan looked at the strange, incongruous scene before him, a glint of cold understanding flashed through his dark eyes.
His Six Eyes, already activated, saw with perfect clarity the illusion barrier enveloping all of Central 46!
So that's how it is...
Ye Chuan thought to himself.
It isn't that there are no guards.
Rather, the five senses of every living being entering this barrier's range have already been completely controlled without their knowledge.
They might think they're still standing guard at their posts as usual.
*But in reality, everything they see, hear, and smell is