The aftermath is gone.
At the center of the blade collision, all the white sand within dozens of miles was wiped away, replaced by a glazed body emitting crystal light.
Red-red magma lines are transferred from the blade to the sand surface, extending to the end of the line of sight.
The spirit storm raged, swallowing up all the remaining white sand, sweeping up to the sky, and sinking into the gradually thinning clouds.
The two maintained a confrontational posture, with no trace of blood on their faces.
until...
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the blade in Mole Chengshuangye's hand broke into cracks, and then turned into countless spirit fragments, blooming with a faint light.
Yulu Zheliu appeared behind her. Different from the past, she showed an unprecedented posture at this time. She gently supported Mole Chengshuang in her arms.
"Those whose characters begin with sword are really desperate..."
She spoke softly, as if talking about the past, "This is the second time I've seen you in this posture since the day I can remember."
"Now that I think about it, it's really nostalgic..."
Mole Chengshuang was also silent, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
At the same time, Kurosaki Maki stepped on the flying sickle and appeared behind Sufeng in an instant, holding the shaky figure in the same posture.
The final fierce battle between the two seemed to be a battle until the last of their spiritual pressure was consumed.
At this time, Sufeng was in worse condition than before, and he even had no strength to draw his sword.
"Mr. Sufeng."
Kurosaki Maki leaned into her ear and whispered, "I am stronger than the last time we met. Do you want me to take action..."
As she spoke, she made a scratching motion on her fair neck.
"Hey, that stupid woman over there, the one whose name begins with sword is not dead yet!"
Yulu Zheliu said dissatisfied, "What nonsense are you talking about there!"
Although she tried her best to vent her dissatisfaction, only Mole Cheng Shuangye and Sufeng were able to hear and see her.
Kurosaki Maki is gearing up and eager to give it a try, saying that with her own strength, she can now kill Molejo Shuuya.
Sufeng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to use it.
It is almost impossible to completely kill a bug-like existence like Mole City Shuangya.
The only effective method is sealing.
"Is this the true power of your Zanpakutō?"
After a moment of recovery, Mole Chengshuang also raised his head and stared at Sufeng in the distance. There seemed to be red traces flowing in the depths of his pupils.
That is the mark left by the wind of heat and anger.
Facing the inquiry, Sufeng leaned on Kurosaki Maki's plump legs, allowed the spiritual pressure to recover on its own, and answered without looking:
"That's right..."
He gave an ambiguous answer.
Genryu Sword Zen allowed Sufeng to gradually understand the true meaning of wind and thunder. The development of the wind of heat and anger is only one of them, but it is also a move that has been developed to a relatively perfect level.
Based on the liberated power of the wind element, it is compressed without limit, and finally injected with violent thunder to change its nature, bursting out endless destructive power in an instant.
In terms of destructive power alone, it is not weaker than the No. 96 Daodao One Knife Cremation released by Mole Chengshuang at the cost of hundreds of corpses.
Even stronger.
If there is any disadvantage, it is that the consumption is too high.
"I lost this battle."
Mole Chengshuang didn't get the answer he wanted, but his personality was considered honest compared to others.
"When I return to the Seireitei, I will take back all the fused souls, and then calmly embark on the final journey home."
The winner lives and the loser dies, this is not a joke.
From the perspective of such a stubborn person, his life has already come to an end when he fails.
"Well, let me ask you a question."
Sufeng opened his eyes and instinctively raised his head, but he bumped directly into Kurosaki Maki, who was leaning forward, and the powerful rebound immediately pushed him back.
"Ahem, what's the problem?"
"Have you ever heard of hell?"
"Zhenyang Underground Prison?"
"Literally, the being that defines the concepts of life and death."
…
Regarding the existence of hell, except for those who hold the real power among the five nobles, very few people in the Gotei Thirteen understand its true concept.
Even Kyōraku Shunsui, who was an upper-class noble, only learned about the importance of hell from various banned documents after he became the captain.
And Mole City Shuangya, who has integrated the entire Seireitei, only knows part of the truth.
He also didn't know much about the true appearance of hell.
As a result, under Sufeng's narration, Yashiro Kenpachi's expression changed from shocked to complicated, and finally fell into deep thought.
"Actually, to put it simply, if you die, it will only increase the turmoil in hell and destroy the balance of the three realms."
Sufeng was pushed back to his original position and said in a low voice, "Once the gate to hell is breached, what you will face may be Kenpachi Kaiyashiki with full firepower and a swastika attack."
Because Kurosaki Maki was shocked by this information, she was immersed in her own world for a while and could not come back to her senses for a long time.
As for Ishida Munexun, who was on guard at the side, he subconsciously put down the Reiko short bow in his hand and tried hard to digest what Sufeng said.
"The duty of the God of Death is not so much to annihilate all the void in the world."
Sufeng moved his head, found the most comfortable position on his lap pillow, and continued, "It would be better to say that he is inheriting the will of the Spirit King and maintaining the balance of the three realms."
"Void and whole are two sides of the same body, just like light and darkness."
"The loss of any side will break this balance and plunge the world back into endless chaos."
"This is one of the reasons why the Death God is hostile to the Quincy."
Kurosaki Maki was silent, and suddenly understood why the Quincy was targeted by the God of Death.
"What's the purpose of these things?"
Mole Chengshuang also calmed down again, staring at Sufeng with burning eyes, but because of the different postures of the two, he could not see the changes in each other's expressions at all.
"The annihilation of Qunxu is undoubtedly against the will of the Spirit King."
Sufeng raised the corners of his mouth, trying to put on a smile that showed he had everything under control, but it had no effect at all because of the mountains in front of him.
"But please remember one thing, that aloof Spirit King doesn't care whether the King of Hueco Mundo is the God of Death or the Great Void."
"As long as the equilibrium is still there, then there is room for maneuver for everything."
Above, there was the sound of slightly rapid breathing.
Before Mole Shishuang could respond, Kurosaki Maki said in a nervous tone:
"Could it be that you want to rule the entire Hueco Mundo!?"
In the distance, Mole Chengshuang's expression froze, and he couldn't help being shocked by Su Feng's bold idea.
In the million-year history of Soul Society, it is not that no Shinigami have had similar great ideals, but they often have to give up this fantasy idea due to various factors.
Among them, strength is undoubtedly the most important part.
"Domination is out of the question, Hueco Mundo is too big."
Sufeng said frankly, "As far as the scope that the Shinigami has explored so far, I'm afraid it won't even reach one percent of Hueco Mundo."
"With the ability of that guy in a daze over there, it would probably take thousands of years or even longer to truly rule Hueco Mundo."
"And don't forget, even the God of Death has limits."
You know, the size of Xuye Palace alone is comparable to an entire city in the world.
"Haha, he is indeed a funny guy!"
Yulu Zheliu returned to his true nature and let out a sharp laugh, "Only such an interesting mind can come up with such interesting ideas."
"I really want to keep this head as my own and hold it in my hand and appreciate it every day!"
Sufeng ignored this crazy woman and said bluntly: "Don't even think about dying."
"Two choices, one is to return to Wujian, continue to waste your life, and let the duty of the God of Death and the glory of the Mole City family dissipate in the passage of time."
"Secondly, my proposal just now is to fuse the souls of Hueco Mundo and become the true king here!"
The cold wind blew in, making a harsh whistling sound on the messy battlefield, and the rolling white sand squirmed in, trying to erase all traces here.
All around, there was only deathly silence.
"As a Shinigami, I can never become the King of Hueco Mundo."
Mole Chengshuang also slowly opened his eyes, looking up at the stars in the sky after the dark clouds dispersed, and the cold crescent moon hanging high in the west.
"However, I am willing to be the only representative of the God of Death in Hueco Mundo."
"Prepare everything for the arrival of the real King of Void..."
After the words fell, a question mark seemed to appear on Su Feng's face. Just when he was about to ask who the real Xu King was, Mole Cheng Shuangye's body shattered like a bubble.
"Haha, it's so fun. This will be the happiest day since I was born!"
Yulu Zhiliu's sharp voice echoed in the wind, "Next time we meet, little brother, your name will be thoroughly spread in Hueco Mundo!"
"Perhaps when we meet again, we should change our names."
"His Majesty the Great King Xu..."
Sufeng also arranged a way for Mole Chengshuang, but at the same time, Mole Chengshuang also arranged a future for Sufeng.
You set goals for me and I will help you achieve them.
We both have a bright future with each other.
For a moment, Sufeng also fell into silence.
"Mr. Sufeng?" Kurosaki Maki pushed Sufeng's shoulder and signaled, "That guy escaped, what should we do next?"
"It's cool, what else can I do..."
Before he finished speaking, bursts of spiritual pressure fluctuations erupted in the distance again.
The Quincy stepped on their flying scythes and rushed towards their direction at a very fast speed.
Along the way, dust and sand billowed like a small sandstorm.
"Miss Kurosaki, Mr. Ishida, Lord Death!"
"Xu, Daxu is here!!"
At the front, there was a uniform expression of fear, and the facial features were distorted to the extreme.
As soon as the words fell, the violent and ferocious spiritual pressure also came, surging like a wave, immediately making Ishida Munexun nervous, who had just relaxed.
Even Sufeng could clearly feel the plump and tight muscles under the back of his head.
A huge shadow covered the sky.
Along with it arrived a shrill scream.
"Look what I found?!"
"A large group of Quincy, and a seriously injured Shinigami!"
"You rude fellow who broke into Hueco Mundo without permission, meet your fate of death!"
The shadow's wings were spread out, and countless red heavy feathers were shot down like cannonballs.
Bursts of sound piercing the air rushed over in an instant.
Kurosaki Maki leaned down, hugged Sufeng, and in an instant launched her flying sickle kick, disappearing in place, dodging the attack like a heavy rain.
In her opinion, her life was saved by Sufeng, and now was the time for her to repay her kindness.
Caught off guard, Su Feng's face was smeared with facial cleanser, and even breathing seemed extremely difficult, let alone opening his mouth.
"Mr. Sufeng, please wait here for a moment."
Kurosaki Maki carefully put down the figure in her arms and said firmly, "I will knock down that guy in the sky!"
After the words fell, before the other party could speak, she rushed into the battlefield again.
Sufeng sat up cross-legged, looked at the retreating figure, sighed, and said to himself: "Although I have good intentions, I should ask in advance at least."
"Recovering spiritual pressure obviously doesn't take much time..."
(End of chapter)
