Chapter 296 Damn, My Head Itches!

"Shiba?"

Aizome frowned, thinking seriously about the meaning of these two words.

Combining with what this person said before, he suddenly thought of a shocking possibility.

"Shiba, one of the five noble ancestors?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and a little surprise appeared on his face.

"I never thought that after a million years, there are still people in the future who remember me."

He scratched his head, not having the slightest demeanor of a strong man, but very similar to someone next to him who still had a blank expression.

"By the way, how is the Shiba family?"

"How is the Soul King now? Is he still sealed in the 'spiral full of contradictions'?"

"Some time ago, the breath of the Soul King appeared in Hell. It should be you who did it, right?"

"I'm sorry, because I was sealed by the other four, I don't know much about the outside world."

Kiragi Akira grinned and answered very straightforwardly:

"The Shiba family is still one of the five nobles now."

"As for the Soul King, for some reason, he has been completely freed, and the wedge of the Three Realms has been replaced by his son, a Quincy named Yhwach."

Shiba nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at the other party's performance, Aizen narrowed his eyes.

He already understood what the biggest obstacle to solving the problem of Hell this time was.

The five noble ancestors who used the Soul King to divide the Three Realms were also ancient creatures from the same period as the Soul King, millions of years ago.

It's really surprising that they also fell into Hell.

From the attitude, this Shiba ancestor did not mean to be an enemy of them.

In terms of speech and personality, he couldn't help but think of the captain of the 10th Division, Isshin Shiba.

Are the genes so powerful?

In the information records of the Great Spiritual Book Corridor, Shiba's ideas were also different from those of the other four people, but he was not very clear about the specific details.

While he was thinking, Ru Yueming and Shiba stared at each other, with a bit of admiration on their faces.

It was quite a feeling of heroes appreciating each other and meeting each other too late.

"What's your name?"

"Well, the captain of the Gotei 13, the new emperor of the Invisible Empire, the current king of Hueco Mundo, the chief priest of the Nigumo Shrine, the chairman of Technology Development Co., Ltd..."

Ru Yueming said a lot of titles in one breath, just like announcing the names of dishes, in Shiba's admiring eyes.

"Ru Yueming."

Shiba nodded, indicating that he remembered the name.

"We came to hell this time to completely solve the problems between the two worlds."

"Senior, you should know that if you are in hell, if you allow hell to devour the spirits of the three realms, an immeasurable disaster will occur."

Hearing this, Shiba was a little helpless and sighed:

"Although I also want to help you, I can't help myself at the moment, so..."

"May you be lucky."

Under the gaze of Aizen, the other party raised the long sword in his hand, and the black phosphorus gas lingered on the blade like a spiral, and a strange breath spread.

The sea of ​​phosphorus below set off a stormy wave, one layer after another, as if it was going to swallow hell.

The next moment, Shiba suddenly disappeared, and the figure holding the long sword suddenly appeared in front of Kisaragi Akira, with only the white of his eyes left, staring at the front, and the long sword fell without saying anything.

"Come on."

Kisaragi Akira laughed grimly, pulled out his Zanpakuto from somewhere, and went straight to meet it.

Boom! !

The moment the blades of both sides touched, the inky black ball of light suddenly expanded, instantly engulfing a range of 100 kilometers.

The aftermath turned into a huge wave, destroying everything on the way forward.

Whether it was the landscape of hell or the guilty people who had not been affected by the previous battle, they all turned into tiny spirit particles and merged into hell.

Aizen did not interfere with the fight between the two, but dodged to the side and watched quietly.

Let alone Kisaragi, even he did not know much about hell.

Although the two had been to hell more than once or twice, compared with the hell that matched the three realms, the area they explored was still too small.

It was difficult to guarantee whether there would be existences like the Soul King or Yhwach among them.

In order to be on the safe side, it was better for him to scout the battle on the side.

The most important thing was that from the perspective of perception, although Shiba was very strong, he was also limited.

Compared to a guy who already belonged to the non-human species, he was just a punching bag.

When the power reaches a certain level, the battle will return to a simple and plain stage again.

The brilliant blade light burst out in the sea of ​​phosphorus, and countless afterimages intertwined. The two evil ghosts showed similar smiles on their faces and swung the blades in their hands wantonly.

The sound of metal intertwining was like thunder, deafening.

The space was shattered on a large scale, revealing a deeper darkness, and returned to normal in an instant.

The more Shiba fought, the more he felt something was wrong.

I thought that this Ru Yueming was just a leader among the people of later generations, and even if he was strong, it should be limited.

As one of the five ancestors, he was strengthened by hell.

Even if he was not as good as the original Spirit King, he was much stronger than Hyoshubu Ichibei.

In his cognition, the Spirit King was sealed, they fell into hell, and the strongest person in the three realms should be Hyoshubu Ichibei who was given power by the Spirit King.

But now Ru Yueming's performance is more or less outrageous.

At first the two were at the same level, but as the number of collisions increased and time went on, Zhibo found that the other's power became more and more terrifying.

Any time the sword falls, it gives people the illusion of being powerful and powerful, as if it can open up the world.

"Junior, be careful."

Black lines appeared on Zhibo's body again, phosphorus gas lingered around him, and the huge halo behind him emitted a dazzling light.

The already terrifying spiritual pressure rose to the extreme at this moment.

"Crescent Moon Chong!"

In the raging spirit storm, Zhibo swung forward with swords in both hands, and the huge black crescent sword rushed out instantly.

The next moment, the battlefield suddenly shattered, billowing phosphorus gas scattered and stirred, and countless tiny air currents swept through the huge hell.

At this moment, the world seemed to have pressed the pause button, everything came to a standstill, and even thinking was frozen and unable to function.

Under the sky, the moon-like figure suddenly stiffened, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and a broken voice appeared on his body.

When the aftermath subsided, a huge abyss-like ravine reached the end of the line of sight and bordered the sky, like a huge mouth swallowing up hell.

"Pity……"

Zhibo looked at the figure in the distance, shook his head, and then turned around.

"What's a pity?"

The sudden sound from behind made Zhibo's movements to leave suddenly stop. He turned his head stiffly and looked in the direction of the sound.

Ruyue Ming still stood in the same place, with a crack in the death tyrant suit on his body, diagonally crossing from his left shoulder to his right waist, revealing his intact skin.

Zhibo confidently prepared a strike, but it only cut off his clothes!

Looking at his masterpiece, Zhiba felt as if he had killed the Soul King.

Where did this monster come from? !

"You're done feeling good, now it's my turn to feel good."

Ru Yueming grinned, showing a ferocious smile, and the raging fighting spirit burst out at this moment.

Now there is no opponent in the Three Realms who can fight with him happily. Only a treasured place like hell, with outstanding people and places, can breed such a good player.

The arms are spread out, the muscles and bones are moved, the blood turns into lava and gushes in the blood vessels, and the surging momentum continues to rise until it reaches the top.

Then.

In Zhibo's shocked eyes, a buzzing and trembling Zanpakuto flew straight towards him, as if it was going to penetrate all of hell.

Without any hesitation, Shiba unleashed all his spiritual pressure and repeated his old trick.

Another crescent moon shot from the sky was presented. The solemn black crescent moon was like a real moonlight, spreading its light to hell and lighting up the way forward.

boom! !

The moment when Getsuga Tensho and Wu Jie collided, it was like hot knife butter. Under Zhibo's horrified gaze, the move he was proud of was directly wiped out.

And that extremely weird Zanpakutō remained powerful, maintaining its original speed and rushing straight towards him.

Pfft——

Blood spurted out, and all the powerful power was poured into Zhibo's body, leading him to fall into the sea of ​​phosphorus gas, blasting a huge pit thousands of meters into the ground.

Like some kind of curse, Wujie penetrated the opponent and nailed it into the earth.

Akira Kisaragi's figure flashed and appeared in front of Shiha, reaching out to pull out the Zanpakutō from his chest.

"Well done, Wu Jie."

"You are worthy of being the person I rely on most, and you are worthy of my being so kind to you on weekdays."

Zhibo: "?"

Does this have anything to do with the Zanpakutō?

Wasn't it because you were so strong that you mistook this knife for an arrow? !

Also, although this was not his Zanpakutō, the anger like an erupting volcano could still be clearly detected from the trembling sword.

How do you care for your Zanpakutō on a daily basis?

"Shiba-senpai."

Ruyue Ming grinned and said with a smile: "Now can you tell me who are the enemies ahead?"

At this moment, Aizen's voice sounded from the side:

"Nothing more than the other ancestors of the five great nobles."

"Although it's not clear exactly how they obtained part of the authority of hell, there is no doubt that..."

"If we want to make a difference and save the world."

"The ancestor of the five great nobles will be an insurmountable enemy."

Shiba looked at Aizen in surprise.

He could clearly feel the powerful force coming from the other party's body.

There is no doubt that this is another transcendent who has surpassed the limits of death.

However, unlike the Kisaragi Ming who fought with him just now, this person is obviously more intelligent.

Shiba nodded, confirming what Aizen said.

However, as he moved, the black lines on his body seemed to come alive, turning into shackles of imprisonment, squirming on his body.

Shiba's expression then turned painful.

"Junior, kill me!"

Akira Kisaragi glanced at Aizen, who nodded at him.

Immediately afterwards, a clean and sharp knife fell, strong power burst out, and Zhibo's body was separated.

The next moment, his body exploded and turned into countless phosphorus gas, completely disappearing in front of the two of them.

After sorting out the collected data, Aizen stretched out his hand to tear open the passage to Soul Society, and left hell with Akira Kisaragi.

…………

"Ming, you have become smarter."

In the laboratory, Aizen looked at Akira Kisaragi with some emotion, a somewhat pleased expression on his face.

Ruyue Ming: "?"

Although this guy is praising himself, why do I feel insulted?

Before someone gets mad, Aizen continues:

"Knowing how to hide your trump card in a battle with an unknown enemy is undoubtedly an improvement."

"In this way, the wrong information has been conveyed, and the next plan can be implemented well."

Akira Akira first showed a puzzled expression, and then a look of realization flashed across his face.

Aizen: "..."

Sure enough, I shouldn't have placed any hope on this guy.

If it's not surprising, the operation just now was purely accidental.

The Akira he knew was still the reckless man without much brains.

"Forget it, the result is always good."

Aizen explained helplessly, "In fact, Shiba's state just now was a little strange."

"With your intuition, you should be able to detect it."

Akira Akira nodded.

Although the other party has shown that he is very strong, it is still not consistent with his identity.

"According to my speculation."

Aizen paused and continued:

"Shiba may be controlled by someone else."

"In the battle just now, there were at least thirty-seven abnormalities in his body, and even his spiritual pressure was in a state of fluctuation."

"As for the person who controlled him..."

Aizen frowned, and for a moment he was a little unsure of the answer.

He guessed that it might be the remaining five noble ancestors, but he lacked key clues and could not be finalized for the time being.

The only information that can be confirmed is that a million years ago, the five noble ancestors used the Spirit King as a sacrifice and used his power to separate the three realms.

The rest are all the five nobles' praises for the great achievements of their ancestors, which are meaningless.

Finally, Aizen said seriously:

"We need more specific information to analyze what happened that year."

Hearing this, Kisaragi grinned and said:

"Sosuke, you are delusional."

"In fact, the solution to this problem is very simple."

"Why don't we just go to the person involved and ask clearly?"

Aizen was silent and looked at Kisaragi deeply.

…………

As the Tianzhu chariot landed with a bang, two figures walked out of it.

Ru Yueming opened his arms and gave a warm hug to Wang Yue of Nimeiwu who was waiting here, and then heard the sound of bones breaking from the other party.

"Wang Yue, long time no see."

"Have you forged any new Zanpakuto recently?"

After finally breaking free from someone's strong lock, Wang Yue of Nimeiwu stared at Ru Yueming with a look of looking at a monster, bared his teeth, and replied unhappily:

"Mera and the others will never give it to you. There is only one Jijijiba. Do you want it?"

I thought the other party would look disgusted, but unexpectedly, Ru Yueming's eyes lit up:

"Not impossible!"

Just as the two were arguing, Aizen had already walked to the side of Hyoshubu Ichibei, and explained to him in detail the situation and guesses he encountered in hell.

Hearing this, the monk thought about it, touched his beard, and said seriously:

"Actually..."

"Your guess should be right."