Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

"Huff!"

Two terrifying spiritual pressures collided with each other, and the spiritual pressure storm was everywhere. Fortunately, both of them stood in the sky, otherwise the building below would have suffered.

Even so, the aftermath of the two cross slashes even split the atmosphere and clouds.

A touch of moonlight that had been completely blocked before was revealed.

"Okay, I agree with your strength."

Seeing that his cross slash was easily resolved by the white-haired man in front of him, Yincheng Kongwu immediately recognized Fuzhu's strength.

"I wonder what your name is?"

Fuzhu, who used Pisces's physics to resolve the cross slash, was also surprised by the strength of Kūgo Yincheng. With his vision, he could see at a glance that Kūgo Yincheng did not use all his strength at this moment.

"Kokgo Yincheng."

Yincheng replied lightly.

"Mr. Yincheng, I am Shishiro Ukitake. I am willing to cooperate with you on behalf of the Soul Realm and hire you as the God of Death!"

Fuzhu glanced at the slightly cold face of Yincheng Kongo and spoke lightly.

"What is...the agent of the God of Death?"

Yincheng Kongwu frowned slightly, revealing a look of confusion.

"The so-called Death agent is a partner who has developed a high degree of cooperation with my soul world and performs the Death duties on our behalf. This is inconsistent with what Mr. Silver City has always done."

"After obtaining agent authority, Mr. Yincheng will not need to hide his breath anymore, but he can participate openly in the actions of eliminating the virtual and maintaining the stability of the three realms."

"I believe that a strong man with a sense of justice like Mr. Yincheng will definitely not refuse."

Facing the Shishiro Ukitake, who was very low-profile and sincere in his words, Kogo Yincheng pondered for a moment before speaking lightly.

"Can!"

Hearing the affirmative reply from Gincheng Kogo, Shishiro Ukitake immediately smiled.

"Okay, please wait for the good news. The official appointment of the Death God agent will be delivered soon."

As soon as the words fell, a gate through the boundary rose out of thin air. Yuzhu Shishiro took the Shiba Haiyan behind him and stepped into the Pijie Gate.

Looking at the two of them leaving, Makoto Ito's words echoed in Koto's heart.

"Sure enough, Brother Cheng is right. The only reason in this world is his fist. If I weren't for my strong enough, I'd probably be pushed into the corpse soul world by them at this moment!"

In the Broken Realm, Zhibo Haiyan looked at her captain with confusion.

"Captain... there is no agent for the God of Death. Why didn't you force it just now..."

As the deputy captain, Shiba Haiyan is certainly aware of Fuzhu's strength. As one of Yamamoto’s most complacent disciples, his strength is undoubtedly the first tier of the active captain of the 13th Team of the Guarding Court.

"I'm not sure that I can force him to take him away, even if I don't care about the lives of many ordinary people in this world, I force Bankai..."

Hearing this, Zhibo Haiyan's expression immediately dimmed. He knew that the human named Kogo Gincheng was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. Compared to him, he seemed a little smirk, who was just a genius name.

"Haiyan doesn't have to be discouraged. I will have a long way to go. When the God of Death is long, his strength will naturally rise with the water."

Fuzhu saw that Zhibo Haiyan was not very interested and immediately comforted her.

"Yes, captain!"

Shiba Haiyan replied with a strong and powerful voice. At this moment, he felt extremely grateful to be able to become Fuzhu's deputy.

"Ahem, you go back to the team house later. I have to go to the Central Room 46 to apply for the related matters of the God of Death agent from the group of old antiques!"

As he spoke, Fu Zhu coughed a few times, and looked down and saw that the handkerchief was covered with blood.

"Fortunately, I didn't get sick in my current life..."

......

Room 46 in the central government, underground convention hall.

Yutake Shishiro stood in the middle of the meeting hall and looked up, watching the sages watching on the walls around him.

"Silver City Kongwu has power far beyond humans' ability. This has affected the balance of the three realms. We are responsible for maintaining the three realms. I judge that we should immediately send someone to the present world to capture it and imprison it in the infinite space!"

On the deliberation platform, after the screen with the number fourteen written on it, the fourteen sage spoke loudly and directly denied Fuzhu's proposal.

"I'll discuss it!"

"I'll discuss it!"

Just as the words were finished, several sages with low rankings echoed.

Fu Zhu looked up and looked around, suppressing her displeasure, and then spoke again and explained:

"Yincheng Kongwu is powerful. If you want to take him down, the Soul Realm of the Corpse will have to pay a considerable price. Besides, where he is in the present world, our rash war in the present world will only cause turmoil in the three realms."

"And I can feel that part of his power is the same as the God of Death. For many years, he has been spontaneously eliminating the emptiness and relieving the dead. For such people, we cannot take the one-size-fits-all extreme measures against Mike Shi! ”

"So I suggest again that Gincheng Kogo becomes the agent of the God of Death. Just give him the tools to limit his own spiritual pressure, which can not only avoid a big battle, but also win a powerful ally for my soul world!"

Yutake Shishiro's voice was deafening. It was hard to imagine that he would be so tough when he was sick on weekdays.

The entire underground chamber fell into silence again.

After a moment, the figure behind the screen with the number four slowly opened his mouth and spit out a word.

"allow!"

Hearing this, Fuzhu bowed slightly and said:

"Thank you, the Fourth Sage!"

......

The next day, when it was late at night, Shishiro Fuzhu appeared directly at the door of Kitagawa Izakaya.

"Don't you invite me in and sit?"

Fuzhu looked at the old god leaning against the wall, and greeted him kindly as if he hadn't seen him for many years.

"How did you find this place?"

At this moment, the other three members of XCUTION were hiding in the izakaya and saying nothing, only Gincheng Kogo looked at Fuzhu with a vigilant look.

He didn't expect that his stronghold in his current world would be discovered by Fuzhu.

Fuzhu didn't care about Kogo Yincheng's attitude. Smilingly, he took out a diamond pentagonal palm-sized sign from his waist, with an X-character symbol engraved on it, and a skull was in the center. Hand it to Kōgo Gincheng.

"This is... the God of Death Agent Certificate. With this object, you can directly contact the corpse soul world. And if you wear it for a long time, it can continuously absorb the residual spiritual pressure emitted from your body, so you don't have to do it for the sake of Take care of ordinary people and suppress their own spiritual pressure for a long time."

Yincheng Kongwu took the palm-sized piece of death certificate, which was not visible in material. After using the art to communicate with the soul of the agent certificate in his hand, after repeated confirmation, the agent certificate in front of him will not harm him.

Yincheng Kogo directly pinned him to his waist.

"That's all right, right?"

Seeing that Kogo Gincheng was so decisive, Fuzhu was stunned and spoke solemnly after he got through:

"Mr. Kogo Yincheng, on behalf of the Soul Realm and the Central 46th Room, I officially hire you as the agent of the God of Death! From today on, you have the same authority as my 13th Team stationed in the God of Death, when you encounter difficulties in dealing with it. In an emergency, you can directly ask the Thirteenth Team of the Guarding Court for help through the agent certificate!”

"If, I mean, one day when the Soul World encounters a big crisis that is difficult to deal with, I hope Mr. Yincheng can help you!"

Shishiro Fuzhu looked earnest and bowed to Koto Yincheng while speaking.

"Okay, I get it!"

Yincheng Kogo glanced at the sick Fuzhu and answered as usual.