In the silent team, there was a hint of depressing atmosphere in the air in the first room of the team. The captain of the 13th Team of the Gutui Team, now the boss of the Soul World next year, Yamamoto Toshiri Sakaki Shigeki stood quietly in place with a crutch. After listening to the emergency report of the Kyokuni Silver Bell and Kyokuni Sound River, he did not say a word, only silent and quiet thinking.

"I am willing to take all the responsibility, Mr. Yamamoto Tsugaki."

When Kuroki Xianghe saw Yamamoto's Motoriki Shigeki remained silent for a long time, his expression was a little bitter. He lowered his head and was willing to take on all his responsibilities.

"This is not as simple as you think, Xianghe."

"It would be great if we just say who will take responsibility and solve the problem, but it would be obviously not that simple problem..."

However, before Jimu Xianghe could say anything more, Jimu Yinling opened his mouth to stop Jimu Xianghe's responsibility.

"Dad, please stop talking. It's all the child's fault. I shouldn't be willful in the bankai in the courtyard."

Jiumu Xianghe shook his head gently, he could not forgive him, accompanying Ai Cai's willful and reckless self.

"Idiot! Don't you understand yet? The real problem with this matter!"

The silver bell sighed helplessly, and he felt helpless about the elm wood of the Killed Wood Xianghe.

"The real problem with this matter... is not the problem of your random bankai. Of course, you are willful in the courtyard. This is wrong with you, but the bigger question is why your Zanpakura Bankai disappears innocently..."

"Is this phenomenon your personal problem, or will it evolve into a problem of all the gods of death in the entire corpse soul world?"

"If it's just a problem with you, it's okay, but... if this matter endangers all the gods of death in the entire corpse soul world, it would be very serious. Just imagine, what a terrible thing would it be if all the gods of death in the entire corpse soul world lost Bankai?"

Kyuki Yinling told the seriousness of the matter. It can be said that the current situation is already the biggest crisis in the corpse soul world in history. The Aizen incident and the blurred incident are only a small witch compared to the Zanpakura running away from home in front of him...

"Everyone's Bankai will disappear?!"

Sukiki Xianghe's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect the matter to be so serious, but if the current situation really turned into what Sukiki Yinri said, then things might have really made a big deal.

"No, you haven't understood the seriousness of this matter yet."

In the team's first room, Yamamoto's Takaki Shigeki, Kasuki Silver Bell and Kasuki Xianghe all thought about countermeasures with gloomy expressions. A hoarse voice came into the ears of the three people. In the air, a figure slowly emerged, from virtual to real, and embodied in front of everyone. It was a beautiful young man with a kind and gentle cheek with a somewhat feminine beauty on his cheeks and an aristocratic temperament all over his body.

"Who are you……"

Yamamoto Tsori Sakaki Shigeki, who had been squinting his eyes slightly, opened his sharp eyes after seeing the visitor. In the dim room, there seemed to be two rays of light shining, and he rushed straight to the noble young man.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what kind of intelligence I have brought to you."

The noble young man shook his head lightly as if he was unwilling to mention his past.

"Okay, just talk about this, how much do you know."

Yamamoto Tsori Sengkyu was not in a hurry to take action. He knew that the reason why the young man in front of him was arrested and sentenced was not because the young man in front of him had done something extremely evil, but because the young man in front of him touched the interests of the 46th Central Office. Therefore, the 46th Central Office has become the past and the present, and he is unwilling to pursue the actions of the young man in front of him too much.

"I saw everything... I could see clearly what happened."

"This incident was not an accident, but an artificial one."

"It was done by a man in a black cloak. I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but I could feel that the guy was full of malice."

The noble young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and he recalled the signs he noticed and preached with certainty.

“Artificial?!”

When Yamamoto Toshiri Sai Shigeguo, Shukiki Silver Bell and Shukiki Xianghe three others frowned after hearing the words of the noble young people. If this matter was artificial, then things would be bad...

It is artificial, which means that this matter is premeditated. If it is premeditated, it means that there must be a conspiracy behind it, which means that someone is planning to attack the corpse soul world again...

The enemy intends to attack the Soul Realm, which means that the enemy intends to attack their 13th Guardian Team directly...

"Notify the entire 13th Guardian team to enter the first-level alert state!"

"The level of danger of the enemy is far above our imagination!"

After thinking for a few minutes, Yamamoto Shigeki decided to believe in the noble young man in front of him. Yamamoto Shigeki believed that the gentle and gentle aristocratic young man in front of him had no reason to fool him. Of course, it was not that Yamamoto Shigeki trusted the gentle and gentle aristocratic young man in front of him, but Yamamoto Shigeki believed in the Sifengyuan General Knowledge.

"Buzz!!"

With the order from Yamamoto's Being Sai Shigeki, the entire soul world was instantly alert.

"I heard that there are enemies who can seize our Death's Bankai?"

"Is it true or false?"

"Really, really."

"There is already someone telling the story of the Killer Wood family. That is one of the five nobles!"

"Then aren't we very dangerous?"

"Hahahaha... what a joke? We can't even start to solve the problem. What's the danger? What's the danger now are the team captains and noble men... we little minions who have no talent, but the safest ones are, okay?"

"Hahahaha... I didn't expect that one day I would become our protective umbrella. If I think so, maybe it's not a good thing to be too good..."

Night fell to the Soul Realm, and a group of patrolling gods of death were chatting, taking this opportunity to complain about the nobles and the captains of the team.

"Muramasa, these people are left to you."

Just when the group of death gods were free to speak and were hiding with the strange things that happened today, a cold and harsh voice sounded in the darkness.

"Abide by the order!"

A man in a white fur coat walked out of the darkness step by step, like a leisurely step, and walked straight to the group of death gods.

"Stop! Who are you?"

The deceased men in the patrol team noticed the man in a white fur coat, pulled out the Zanpakura on his waist and said in a war.

“Relax ~”

"Unlock your bondage! Get rid of endless troubles!"

"You should understand one thing. We are the Zanpakura, we are not the slaves of the God of Death, we are the masters of the God of Death!"

"Ren now! Then kill those cowardly god of death into pieces!"

The man stretched out his five fingers with bright purple and red nails, and then clenched them tightly.

The next second, the Zanpakura in the hands of the god of death suddenly became disobedient... From those simple and unpretentious swords, ferocious monsters were born. These monsters roared and roared, attacking the gods of death.

"A monster!"

"Damn monster!"

"Don't eat me..."

The gods of death looked at the hideous and ugly monsters in front of them, and exclaimed in surprise and shivered in fear, and were torn to pieces by the group of monsters that suddenly appeared.

"Rich, ridiculous..."

"What a ridiculous thing that actually calls his soul half a monster!"

The man in a white fur coat looked at the gods of death who were fighting to pieces by the sword spirit of his Zanpakura, and made a disdainful voice.

"Is this your power?"

"The power that can enter other people's hearts..."

"As scary as a demon!"

The man wearing a dark cloak that made people unable to see his face clearly looked at the white fur coat in front of him and gently moved his fingers, which made Zanpakura and the God of Death kill each other, and felt a little moved.

"Demon-like power?!"

"I like this title..."

"Yes, I am like a demon like Zanpakura, but I prefer you to call me Demon Sword Masashi Mura."

The man in a white fur coat smiled slightly, and his voice resounded directly in the heart of the man wearing a black cloak.

"Can you actually hear what I say?"

The man in black robe was emotional, and finally someone could understand his words again.

"certainly……"

“We have the same heart.”

Muramasa smiled slightly. There were hints and hypnosis hidden in his words. It was not that he wanted to incorporate these into his words, but that he was born like this, like an evil demon, with murderous intent in every sentence.

"Meaning of mind?!"

The black robe that was unseen by people in black made a bright light flash in the middle of the harmony. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand nothing. But one thing is what the black robe knew well, that is the fact that the black robe was evolving.

"I'm Zanpakura!"

"Only when you are in harmony with your master's will you exert your powerful strength..."

"No matter who my master is, the moment we use me, there is no doubt that we are spiritually connected, even if you."

Yao Daocun smiled at the corner of his mouth and kept talking to the man in black.

"The heart and mind are in harmony..."

The man in black robe was still repeating the words of the demon sword Munmasaki, as if the words of Munmasaki were very important to the man in black robe.

"Come on! Muramasa!"

"Let the entire soul world dance!"

Let all Zanpakus in the world be liberated!”
To be continued...