Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 299 The Return of Aska

Chapter 299 The Return of Aska

Inside the Fifth Division's secret laboratory.

Aizen Sosuke stood with his hands behind his back in front of a huge blueprint of the entire Soul Society.

"Just as I expected." Aizen reached out, his fingertips lightly tracing the Second Division insignia on the blueprint: "Captain Soi Fon has a strong personality, and her superstitious belief in rules makes her easily manipulated..."

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"Right now, all of the Second Division's attention will be focused on Ōmaeda's beating of the Kanari Squad... The Soul Society's intelligence network has been crippled by half."

He moved his finger and pointed at the Seventh Division.

"Tosen has already taken Captain Komamura to the Shinigami Underground Prison to search for an impossible prison mole... With his upright and stubborn personality, he will surely pursue the matter relentlessly to the end."

"As for the troublesome Captain Unohana..." Aizen smiled as he looked towards the Fourth Division's headquarters: "The chaos caused by the 'Ryoka' has already filled the medical clinics to capacity... She doesn't have time to delve into the truth until that gentle doctor is finished with her duties."

Behind him, Mole City Shuang sat quietly.

His body was in a subtle state of resonance with the surrounding walls and air, which was a manifestation of the fusion of rain, dew, pomegranate, and spiritual particles.

"So that only sent three captains away. What about the others?" he asked.

"Let Captain Hitsugaya go and play his training game with the Ryouka, we don't need to worry about him."

"Captain Kurotsuchi's experiments were sabotaged by Nika, and her documents were stolen. He's probably busy maintaining the experimental subjects he destroyed in battle and the Bureau of Technology's database."

"Captain Zaraki is indeed a potential threat, but he won't give up after being defeated by the Ryuka. I bet he'll go find the Ryuka's comrades and try to fight them again."

Aizen paused for a moment: "Ideally, we would lead him to the underground prison, let Captain Komamura fight him, and that would also help us share the burden."

"What about the Eighth Division? Kyoraku Shunsui is a troublesome man," Azashiro Sōya asked with his eyes closed.

"That's right, but he's too lazy, and... he and Ukitake are too protective of their reputations, and too cautious," Aizen judged.

"I guess the two of them will just wait and see until the situation becomes clear and they figure out whether this is a power struggle among nobles or something else."

Aizen's hand finally stopped in the direction of the First Division and the Sixth Division.

"So, right now, the only ones who can really be considered troublesome are the old man of the main squad, and..."

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He looked at the Sixth Division's encampment and said in a deep voice, "That man who adheres to rigid rules and noble honor, Kuchiki Byakuya."

"This is absolutely a golden opportunity, Shuangye."

Mochijou Sō also remained silent for a moment, then opened his eyes, a genuine curiosity appearing in his usually cold gaze: "Aizen, you've gone to such lengths to manipulate the entire Gotei 13... what exactly are you trying to do?"

"...Souya, have you ever seen the real sky?"

"The real heaven?"

"That's right, I'm not talking about the human world, Hueco Mundo, or Soul Society—those playful worlds where one wrong move and you're doomed—but the real sky."

Aizen turned around and extended his hand to Souya Azajo: "Today, I will end this boring farce."

"That will definitely broaden your horizons, Shuangye."

Mole City Shuang also looked at the man in front of her.

Beneath that gentle exterior, he saw a madly arrogant soul, yet one with the powerful spirit to support that arrogance.

...I'll wait and see.

As dawn broke, the sudden rain stopped.

Rukongai South District, wilderness.

The space suddenly twisted violently, and a pitch-black rift was torn open out of thin air.

A figure tumbled out of the crack in a disheveled state.

"Cough cough cough! Is this the black cavity passage specially made by Urahara? I feel it's not as good as the Transcendent Gate."

As Shiba Kaien brushed the mud off his clothes and stood up, clutching his aching back, he muttered, "I'm never taking this kind of smuggling train again! It feels like my internal organs have shifted!"

On the other side, a bird landed lightly on the top of a tall, withered tree branch, cautiously looking around.

Sensing the familiar scent in the air, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Those low, dilapidated shacks, and the distant, shadowy figures of wandering souls, numb as withered trees...

It must have been more than a hundred years since we last met.

In my memory, he was also wandering through these desolate areas, competing with wild dogs for food in order to survive.

He set foot on this land again, returning to this unpleasant place.

"This is... Rukongai?" Kaien looked around.

"That's right, look at how desolate it is..." A complex expression appeared on Asuka's face. "It should be the edge of the Southern District, or even some nameless suburb beyond the Eightieth District..."

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"Haiyan, how much of your spiritual pressure have you recovered?"

"About fifty percent," Haiyan said with a wry smile, sensing the depleted spiritual energy within her body. "I'm really sorry, I haven't recovered yet."

Compared to this mysterious young man, Haiyan was indeed at a disadvantage, but he didn't have any good solutions.

"It's alright, let's go." Asuka didn't waste any words and started heading forward according to the route she remembered: "Time is of the essence."

The Soul King's Palace, at the very top of Soul Society.

This is a space isolated from Soul Court, where there is no night, only eternal daylight.

At the end of that magnificent Omotesando, Hyosube Ichibei sat cross-legged in a void.

He held a huge calligraphy brush in his hand, his broad face expressionless.

The enormous, somewhat frightening eyes reflected everything that was happening in the lower realm.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

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Ichibei suddenly let out a low laugh, as if talking to himself, or as if he were talking to some being in the void.

"That brat Aizen really knows how to cause trouble."

"He completely outmaneuvered the Gotei 13, and even I was almost fooled by his tricks."

"Where did that thing from? Does the Outer Heaven really exist...?"

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There was no response from the air, but Ichibei seemed to have heard something and nodded slightly.

"Yes, it is indeed very dangerous."

Ichibei stroked the brush in his hand, the ink on the tip about to drip.

"Should we make a move?"

"All his ambitions will vanish as soon as I put a stroke of my pen on his name."

He raised his pen and made a writing motion towards the name that belonged to [Aizen Sousuke] in the void.

Once this stroke is made, Aizen's power will be weakened by half, or even completely erased.

This is the absolute authority belonging to the leader of the Zero Division, Shinna Koho.

however.

Just as the pen tip was about to touch the void, Ichibei's hand stopped.

He seemed to be listening, yet he also seemed to be hesitating.

After a moment, he slowly put down his pen, a look of suspicion on his face.

"Are you really not going to do anything about it?"

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"...Can that kid who returned from another world really change all of this?"

Ichibei's gaze pierced through layers of space, past Aizen's basement, and past the chaotic Soul Society.

It eventually landed on the desolate land of South Rukongai.

There, two travel-worn figures were rushing towards the Spirit Court.

"Flying birds..."

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Ichibei murmured the name, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

"Since it's your strong desire, let's just be spectators for now."

"I just hope... the stakes aren't too high."

"If it ultimately affects the stability of the Three Realms, I will still take action. I hope you understand."

He sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and transformed once more into an unchanging stone statue.