Death: This Death is not serious

"That is..."

Aozaki Mayu looked at the gray-brown mist that was spreading around him, frowning, and secretly alerted in his heart.

He reached out and gently stroked his chin, whispering:

"What is this?"

Unohana Retsu on the side had a solemn expression, staring closely at the increasingly thick gray-brown mist, and said in a deep voice:

"This is the Kakuroku Corridor... This is the man, Kenpachi Kuriyashiki's Bankai!"

Aozaki Mayu certainly knew what Kakuroku Corridor meant.

He was not only a time traveler, but also the captain of the 11th Division.

He had heard the story of the seventh generation Kenpachi more than once from the soldiers.

Kakuroku Corridor was a force that was enough to make any normal person feel fear and despair.

Kenpachi Kuriyashiki's Bankai could summon a huge jaw on the ground that was equivalent to the size of several Karakura towns.

This big mouth is like a ferocious beast. As long as it opens its bloody mouth, it will swallow everything.

Whether it is a living thing or a non-living thing, whether it is an enemy or a friend.

As long as it is within this range, it will be ruthlessly swallowed, torn, and bitten.

What is more terrifying is that this kind of Bankai has a huge destructive power that is difficult to control, and even Kenpachi Kuryashiki himself cannot fully control it.

Once released, it will cause a situation where it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, bringing unpredictable consequences to the entire battle.

Therefore, the Central Forty-Sixth Room once strictly prohibited Kenpachi Kuryashiki from performing Bankai in the Soul Society, no matter what the situation.

And Kenpachi Kuryashiki has always strictly abided by this order.

Even if he lost in the challenge with Zaraki Souya to decide the name of Kenpachi, even if he unfortunately died in a life-and-death duel with a strong enemy.

He has never used this taboo Bankai power.

However, at this moment, he was already in hell, completely controlled by the will of hell, and could not control his own power at all.

On the ground, after hearing Unohana Retsu's explanation, the first-generation captains who stayed in place all looked solemn.

The radius of several soul miles does not seem to be very wide compared to the Seireitei with a diameter of more than 600 soul miles.

But... it is enough to cover the entire battlefield!

His group of people have long passed away, and it is no big deal even if they die again.

However, if all the members of the Gotei 13 on the battlefield are wiped out by this move.

According to the rules, all souls killed by the will of hell will fall into hell without the need for Zanpakutō purification or soul burial ceremony.

And Kenpachi Kuyashiki just now was also wearing a skeleton armor, obviously carrying the power of hell.

If all the death gods present go to hell, then there will be no future for the three realms.

"Is there any way to stop it? If we old guys work together, we should be able to destroy this monster!"

Shifengyuan Chihiro, who returned at some point, had his golden armor almost shattered, but his body had recovered.

Hearing this, Unohana Retsu shook his head, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and said:

"It's useless, that thing has no entity."

"Although the Hungry Corridor is a biological Zanpakuto, its Bankai power is close to the rules."

Unohana Retsu continued to explain,

"Once it starts, it cannot be stopped by conventional means until the swallowing ends."

Her words revealed a deep sense of powerlessness, which made people feel desperate.

"The only thing we can do now is to find a way to escape from this range."

Unohana Retsu's tone became serious. She knew that time was running out and she had to act as soon as possible.

After speaking, she released her spiritual pressure perception and began to carefully feel the surrounding breath and energy fluctuations, trying to find the location of other people.

With her speed, she might be able to save some people from this dangerous place.

Yamamoto looked at everything around him absentmindedly.

In an instant, he seemed to have aged hundreds of years, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper, like an ordinary old man who was about to reach the end of his life.

At this moment, Aozaki Mayuki walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently.

"Old man, don't give up. You are an old stubborn man, you don't look like someone who will give up easily."

Hearing this, Yamamoto raised his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Do you have any other way!?"

Although he knew that the current situation was very critical, he still held a glimmer of hope.

This little disciple did not let him down and successfully closed the gate of hell in a way he didn't know.

Maybe he has other ways to solve the serious crisis in front of him!

At this moment, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni knew that he was powerless.

So all his hopes were placed on this little disciple who seemed to always be able to create miracles.On.

Under the gaze of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, Aozaki Mazuki's eyes gradually underwent a miraculous change, and two pupils appeared in each eye socket.

"Old man, teachers should not look at students with such eyes, be tough."

Aozaki Mazuki smiled gently, and his body actually rose out of thin air in violation of the common sense of Soul Society.

As if a sacred existence had descended into the world, Aozaki Mazuki looked down at the earth, and all the creatures on the earth looked up and admired him.

He looked at everyone with a smile, and slowly grasped a Zanpakutō that appeared at some unknown time.

"Ban!"

With a light shout, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Aozaki Mazuki.

In the blink of an eye, the light quickly spread and instantly covered the entire sky.

The sky, which was originally shrouded by the phosphorus released by the gate of hell, suddenly became as bright as day.

On the ground, the huge mouth of the abyss was like a terrifying beast, slowly closing.

Its mouth opened wide, as if it wanted to swallow the whole world.

In the sky, endless light poured down like a waterfall, illuminating the entire battlefield.

These lights carried great power and majesty, making everyone feel an irresistible pressure.

Under the light, the gray-brown beast began to become stiff, and its movements gradually stagnated.

Yamamoto felt the power of this light.

He was surprised to find that when the white light fell on him, the spiritual power in his body actually stagnated.

He wondered in his heart:

"What's going on? How come even I am affected by this light? Does this kid want to take this opportunity to attack me?"

Yamamoto thought for no reason.

However, he did not seem to realize that his tense spirit was gradually relaxed by this light.

While thinking, the light on Aozaki Mayuki gradually converged.

And as the light on his body dissipated, the expanding mouth began to gradually collapse.

Yamamoto stared at the scene in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that this young man could stop this disaster by himself.

He opened his mouth wide, speechless in shock.

At the same time, in the Soul Society, countless death gods looked at the scene in front of them in surprise.

Just a few seconds ago, the slowly closing giant mouth almost swallowed them all.

They ran desperately in panic, trying to escape the swallowing range of the giant mouth.

The cold and fear that penetrated into their bones would probably become the most unforgettable memory of their lives.

But, just when they felt that there was no hope of escape.

The divine light that fell from the sky like a miracle was like a huge and powerful hand that pulled them back from the gate of hell.

The death gods stood in the ruins, raised their heads, and stared at the sky.