"Intruder!"
A furious voice erupted from the crowd. "It's the Soul Reapers of the Gotei 13! These dog-like things actually found this place!"
"Bakudō #39. Enkosen."
Inside the underground space, there were not only researchers but also Soul Reapers responsible for guarding the facility.
A massive, circular shield of Reishi condensed instantly, firmly blocking the erosion of the scorching heatwave.
However, how could Naraku Sora's perfect Shakkahō possess only this much power?
Especially since, before breaching the door, this guy had specifically chanted the incantation to enhance the Kidō's destructive power.
Boom!
The blazing fireball detonated abruptly. That layer of Reishi protective shielding shattered directly, and the terrifying high temperature diffused instantly, swallowing the two figures at the very front.
Shrill wails suddenly echoed throughout the entire underground space, causing anyone who heard them to feel a chill in their heart.
"Body modification, playing with souls... the evidence is irrefutable."
Naraku Sora stood on high, looking down at the people amidst the smoke and gunpowder like a god bringing judgment.
"You sons of bitches aren't just ordinary criminals anymore; you must be struck with heavy punches!"
Lord Araki stared coldly at the figure above, squeezing words through his clenched teeth.
"Kill him."
The moment his voice fell, several figures rushed out from below, arriving in front of Naraku Sora in an instant.
A severe pressure attacked from all sides, as if attempting to crush the figure in the middle into a tin can.
Naraku Sora grinned ferociously, then drew his sword and stepped forward.
What responded to this group of livestock kept by nobles was a slash powerful enough to crush a building head-on!
Tyrannical Reiatsu erupted with a boom at this moment, condensing and wrapping around the cold blade, pushing forward with the force of a landslide, fiercely smashing apart the Soul Reapers attacking in the same stance!
This strike held no grievances, only pure anger.
Extreme anger toward those who disregarded innocent souls!
Spirit Power Class 10 might not be that strong, but it was at least the level of a high-seated officer. Furthermore, with the augmentation of Hollow power and the transformation from his growth...
The pure power that erupted could already completely crush Soul Reapers of the same Reiatsu level.
This is... Stats!
Under the crushing weight of this power, the Zanpakutō burst with brilliant sparks. It was as if they had been hit head-on by a dump truck; both men and swords were sent flying directly.
A mist of blood exploded in the air, resembling a grand display of fireworks.
The Zanpakutō fell to the ground, and the guardian Soul Reapers slammed heavily into the hard walls, leaving behind thick, red trails of blood.
The researchers watched everything happening before them, dumbfounded.
This scene undoubtedly exceeded their understanding and even impacted their worldview.
Clearly, it was only Reiatsu at the level of a high-seated officer, so why did he possess such terrifying power?
Anyone with a brain wouldn't attempt to clash head-on with a violent monster who could smash a peer of the same seat level with one cut.
But for the other besieging Soul Reapers, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.
Naraku Sora defeated the attackers directly in front of him with extreme speed. Flipping his wrist while twisting his body, he met them with another unpretentious slash.
Speed, power, and reaction time were all maxed out.
Two more brilliant blossoms of blood exploded in the air. The guardian Soul Reapers were kicked down directly, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the hard ground.
"Is this what you rely on?"
Lord Araki stared coldly at the young man walking toward him, his anger causing his voice to become hoarse.
"From the looks of you, you must be a genius who just graduated from the Academy not long ago, right?"
"I am Araki Shuto of the upper noble Araki family. If you are willing..."
Before he could finish speaking, Naraku Sora had already raised his sword and charged forward, slashing fiercely at Araki Shuto's head.
There was nothing to say to this kind of sinner who had no bottom line.
If not for considering the issue of participation, he would have even wanted Aizen to attack together. This kind of trash didn't deserve any code of honor from him.
"You bastard!"
Araki Shuto cursed, using Flash Step to disappear from his spot, thereby dodging this heavy, powerful cleave.
When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the edge of the blood pool.
"Since you aren't willing to stop here, then accept your death."
Araki Shuto reached out and abruptly pulled the Zanpakutō inserted in the blood pool.
Slippery, viscous blood dripped continuously along the silvery-white blade, seemingly endless.
The scene appeared extremely eerie for a moment.
Araki Shuto held the Zanpakutō high, a frantic smile on his face, and shouted loudly:
"Boil, Ketsureimaru!"
Strange fluctuations radiated from the slightly trembling blade, instantly covering the entire underground space. Even Aizen, who was keeping watch in the distance, was enveloped within it.
Aizen frowned slightly, sensing the changes in his body, and instantly understood the opponent's ability.
'Controlling blood?'
'So it is a Zanpakutō related to biology; no wonder they would attempt this kind of research.'
'However, with this level of influence, it should be difficult for Naraku to deal with, right?'
Long before graduation, Aizen had already reached the Reiatsu level of a Lieutenant. Now, he had touched the threshold of Spirit Power Class 3.
Araki Shuto's Zanpakutō could not affect him at all.
However, when he cast his gaze toward Naraku Sora again, he was shocked to find that this guy had once again exceeded his expectations.
Substantive red Reiatsu wrapped around Naraku Sora's body like a snake, wantonly radiating a tyranny that did not belong to a Soul Reaper.
Araki Shuto finally sensed the anomaly as well, a trace of panic flashing across his face.
"Why can't I control your blood?!"
"Damn lowborn, what did you do?"
Naraku Sora grinned: "Naturally, it's an indestructible belief!"
In reality, he had been affected. But the moment he sensed the anomaly, he directly covered his whole body's blood with Reiatsu, forcefully resisting it.
If he hadn't been drilled by Shutara Senjumaru for two days, he wouldn't have been able to achieve this level.
That wicked woman used helping him master Shikai as an excuse to try out new ideas on Naraku Sora from time to time.
Such as fusing two spirit particles with completely opposite natures; finding the spirit thread belonging to her among a thousand spirit threads; releasing a fully chanted Kidō in an environment devoid of Reishi...
One couldn't call it tragic and inhumane; one could only say it was devoid of humanity.
However, although the process was painful, fortunately, there were some gains.
Araki Shuto's face stiffened, and he gritted his teeth: "What kind of joke is this?!"
He disappeared from his spot with a Flash Step, rushing directly in front of Naraku Sora, raising his hand for a fierce slash.
Unlike the Soul Reapers who had besieged him earlier, as the mainstay of the Araki family, Araki Shuto's strength was already above that of seated officers, barely touching the level of a Lieutenant.
Spirit Power Class 6!
Blades collided, sparks erupted, and a turbulence capable of shaking the entire underground space was set off.
In this moment, both men erupted with their strongest power.
At this moment, Araki Shuto's face was full of anger.
'Even if Ketsureimaru's ability doesn't work, I can still easily cut you down. You are nothing but a dog kept by us nobles, yet you dare to bite your master!'
'Spirit Power Class 6 against Spirit Power Class 10—the advantage is mine!'
"Go to die, you bastard!"