From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

Purple eyes? !

Kuchimu Xianghe lost his mind for a while, and the world changed in an instant. The demonic smiles on the faces of the gods of death who were fighting each other disappeared, and turned into expressions of pain and disbelief!

He swung his sword, but the figure of the bone swordsman disappeared. At this time, the surrounding gods of death also rushed over. Xianghe had no choice but to use Muramasa's ability to control their swords.

But after such a delay, he could no longer find the Bone Swordsman.

"Damn it!"

He frowned, wanting to knock out the gods of death around him first, but before he could make a move, all the gods of death around him fell down.

already……

all dead...

They were already dead when they started killing each other, but their bones supported their bodies for the next actions.

"How is this going?!"

While Xianghe was still in doubt, a large number of gods of death had rushed around again, and the leader was still his father, Kuchiki Yinling.

Only then did Kuchiki Xianghe notice that all the gods of death around him fell facing him in the center.

Falling towards him is one of them, the most important thing is that these people have weapons still stuck in the opponent's body!

No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like... dying under cannibalism.

And the instigator is...

His rotten wood resounds like a river, only Muramasa's ability is so evil and terrifying.

"It was done by the nearest skeleton swordsman. I tracked them all the way. These people wanted to help me stop them, but he manipulated them to kill each other."

In front of his father-in-law, Xianghe truthfully replied:

Kuchiki Yinling didn't show any changes on the surface. He glanced around and asked, "Where's your army?"

"They couldn't keep up with my speed and were thrown off by me."

"Hmm..." Kuchiki Yinling pondered for a moment, and he couldn't help frowning as he watched more and more nobles and gods of death gathered around him.

"Clean up here and leave."

After finishing the order, he looked at his son-in-law and said

"Xianghe, follow me."

"It's... my lord father."

………………

"Wonderful... Wonderful."

In the imaging hall of Jinglingting, there are surveillance images everywhere. Tsunayashiro Genki sat on a chair and looked at the rotten wood sound river in the image, and he made a flamboyant smile.

"If this happens, the Jingling Court will soon be in chaos. I'm looking forward to it."

"Muramasa's ability is your natural enemy." Behind him, Alice slowly walked in, watching the figure of Xiang He leaving slowly with Yin Ling in the picture and said calmly

"As long as Shinigami is still relying on Zanpakuto, Kuchiki Kyouhe is almost invincible. With such an ability, even if we do nothing, he will be swallowed by the darkness of Jinglingting."

"Of course." He pushed forward slightly, allowing the chair to slide back until it reached Alice's side.

"Such a monstrous ability is worthy of the aptitude of an 'apostle'."

Tsunayashiro Genki looked at Alice, he looked at the woman with some trepidation, and said

"However, if you want to talk about monsters, you're right. That boy from the Wangmu family started dreaming of overthrowing us with just a few words from you. And that guy Tsunayashiro Shinji..."

"Anyway, it's at the level of the captain of the Thirteenth Team of the Guarding Court, and the guy who can hide and kill generously under the search and arrest of the entire Jingling Court, not only was easily found by you, but also became your puppet. It's terrifying, you guy..."

"Your power system doesn't seem to have many ways to deal with illusions. You can only use the spiritual power in your body to forcibly break through the illusion, or use spiritual pressure to suppress the opponent's Zanpakuto so that the ability cannot be activated."

"In such a situation, just a little guidance can make people sink into a beautiful dream forever."

Alice smiled mysteriously and said, "Many people always measure strength by the size of destructive power and energy, but in fact, as long as they grasp the weakness in their hearts..."

"Then no matter how strong a person is, they will become vulnerable."

"..." Tsunayashiro Genki did not reply, but was silent for a long time

"Let Kuanmu Xianghe show his strength more, so that even the Kuchiki family can't keep him."

This is his plan with Alice. Only when he falls into despair and has nowhere to go, can he forcibly awaken the power of the apostle at the wrong time, in the wrong place and in the wrong way.

Then, let him hate the world, and make him hate the highest symbol of the soul world...

Spirit King!

"At the end of the continuous struggle for the family, for the Jinglingting, and for the Soul Realm, what is ushered in is jealousy, framing, and hatred, then..."

"What will become of you again?"

Tsunayashiro Genki is looking forward to the near future. Is he looking forward to the doomed tragic end of Kuchiki Kazukawa? Still looking forward to the birth of the apostles? Or just simply want to see the desolate and desperate world itself?

Alice was beside him, without saying a word, just focusing on the monitoring screen...

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the other side

Arriving at the Sixth Division with ease, Xianghe found that the Sixth Division was more suitable for him than the captain of the First Division's special forces.

Although he has been in the first team for a few days, he can feel that his colleagues are a contradictory unity of fear and contempt for him.

She is afraid of her status as one of the five nobles, and despises her status as a result of being married.

In the sixth team, there may be some people who think so, but their awe is far higher than their contempt and jealousy.

"You pay too much attention to Muramasa's ability."

Kuchimu Yinling stood in front of Xianghe and said without looking back

"From now on, you must no longer use Muramasa's power at will."

"Ah?" Xianghe was shocked, "Father, without Muramasa, how can I gain a foothold in the first team?!"

Many people look down on him because of his background, if he doesn't use Muramasa anymore, then he won't even be able to subdue others with his strength.

"The god of death does not only have Zanpakuto." However, Kuchiki Yinling did not change his words, but continued

"How about your ghost way? How about your white strike? How about your slashing technique?"

"The village is the demon sword, relying too much on the power of the demon sword, even your heart will be swallowed."

After finishing speaking, Yinling waved his hand directly to make Xianghe retreat. Although the latter still wanted to say something, he did not dare to disobey the order in front of Yinling.

He withdrew unwillingly, looked at the sky that had completely darkened, and left the Sixth Division in a single step.

"Bone Swordsman..."

He was chanting that guy's name, and the subtle purple light in his eyes made him feel dazed for some reason.

Why... Muramasa's ability doesn't work for him?

why...

Will there be a pair of purple eyes that don't match it?

He walked alone on the streets of Jinglingting, and after an unknown period of time, he looked around and found that this was where he first found the bone swordsman.

That is, he was separated from his subordinates nearby.

Then he took a few more steps and found...

The corpses of his subordinates!