Chapter 179

Kuchiki Senya said coldly: "Your Imperial Armament is indeed very special, but only in your hands can it unleash its greatest power."

"I have never envied you."

Saying so, Kuchiki Senya slowly drew his long sword.

Fresh blood sprayed!

"Ah..." Esdeath let out a miserable shriek, the pain making her clutch her head, nearly causing her to faint.

"You, you... I curse you..." Esdeath's eyes were bloodshot, staring hatefully at the young man.

"You don't have the chance." Kuchiki Senya's tone was calm, the jet-black long sword slowly descending.

Crack!

Esdeath completely lost her life force.

Kuchiki Senya looked down below, a hint of sorrow flashing through his eyes.

"Grandfather Ichimaru, I've killed Kuchiki Okawa." Kuchiki Senya sighed lightly, then turned and walked into the wooden house.

The reason the Kuchiki clan had declined, aside from his father's death in battle, the most important reason was the weakening of the Kuchiki clan's bloodline.

Bloodline power is the foundation upon which a clan prospers and flourishes!

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But the Kuchiki clan's bloodline power had already withered to an extremely barren land; even after another hundred years, the Kuchiki clan would find it hard to restore its former glory.

"Sigh..." A deep, helpless sigh came from within the wooden house.

The Kuchiki clan was his lifelong dream; for this dream, he had sacrificed his parents, schemed his whole life, hoping one day someone could revitalize it.

However, Kuchiki Senya told him that the Kuchiki clan's bloodline power had already withered to the extreme, unable to recover.

His dream was utterly shattered!

Ichimaru knew these were words the young man used to stimulate him.

Unwilling? Of course unwilling!

But Ichimaru was clear: the Kuchiki clan's bloodline power was an indisputable fact; Kuchiki Senya was not wrong.

After a long silence, Ichimaru took a deep breath, his eyes revealing determination: "From today onward, the Kuchiki clan's reputation rests on your shoulders, Senya. I hope you won't disappoint me!"

……

"This guy really gave the Kuchiki clan's inheritance to that brat—doing this is equivalent to killing Kuchiki Okawa's grandfather and three uncles!"

"The Kuchiki clan's people are about to split, they'll definitely fight. No matter what, that young man won't survive!"

"With the Kuchiki clan declining and Kuchiki Okawa dead, those hundred or so members of the Kuchiki clan will probably have to seek out that young man to settle accounts!"

"Heh heh, Kuchiki Senya is arrogant and overbearing; sooner or later he'll suffer a big loss."

Watching Esdeath killed in a single strike, the Kuchiki clan members instantly boiled over, each one watching Kuchiki Senya with gloating pleasure.

With Esdeath dead, the Kuchiki clan would also welcome a new clan head; naturally they were happy to see Kuchiki Senya torn apart by the Kuchiki clan members.

Esdeath was a direct-line member of the Kuchiki clan; killing him was equivalent to touching the Kuchiki clan's reverse scale.

"How dare you kill my grandson!"

At that moment, a furious roar erupted from deep within the Kuchiki clan, followed by a hunched figure striding out, his entire body radiating a terrifying aura, his killing intent soaring.

It was Esdeath's grandfather, the current Kuchiki clan head—Kuchiki Jin.

"Grandfather!" Seeing their grandfather Kuchiki Jin appear, the Kuchiki clan members hurriedly paid respectful salutations.

148. Eliminating you is purging the household

Kuchiki Jin's eyes were blood-red, his killing intent surging, his entire body shrouded in a sky-blazing aura, his gaze fixed intently on the young man.

Kuchiki Jin raised his eyes, his blood-red pupils flashing with a cold light, and immediately launched a violent attack on the young man.

Although Kuchiki Jin was Kuchiki Okawa's grandfather, Esdeath had contributed too much to the Kuchiki clan, so Kuchiki Jin could not bring himself to strike.

But now it was different.

Esdeath had died at the young man's hands; if he didn't kill the young man, Kuchiki Okawa in the afterlife would surely blame him, his grandfather!

"You deserve to die!"

Kuchiki Jin's eyes turned cold, his figure flickered, and he instantly appeared before the young man; with a single palm strike, his strength was like a collapsing mountain, carrying terrifying might.

Kuchiki Senya's expression was indifferent; the jet-black long sword trembled slightly, a sharp sword-gleam tearing through the void, instantly shattering Kuchiki Jin's attack.

Whoosh—

The "five-two-three" sword-light swept past.

"Puchi!"

Kuchiki Jin's shoulder was sliced open, leaving a fine wound.

Kuchiki Jin's pupils contracted, staring at the young man in disbelief; he had just been struck without even reacting—how had the young man killed him?

"What terrifying speed!" Kuchiki Jin was greatly shocked; he was a peak Warrior, yet he couldn't even see clearly how the young man had wounded him.

In this world, monsters truly do exist!

"You actually hid your strength?" Kuchiki Jin's face was ashen as he roared.

He had originally been at the peak of the Warrior realm, yet now he had been wounded by Kuchiki Senya in an instant.

"I said I would use my sword to let you experience true swordsmanship!" Kuchiki Senya looked at Kuchiki Jin with an icy face, saying word by word: "Don't worry, not a single member of the Kuchiki clan will I spare!"

The Kuchiki clan members were all pale with shock, the scene deathly still.

They did not doubt Kuchiki Senya's words in the slightest.

"You dare?" Kuchiki Jin roared furiously, his eyes filled with sky-blazing killing intent, his entire body's aura erupting, glaring at the young man, wanting to stop him.

"Hmph, Kuchiki Jin, don't forget—who currently leads the Kuchiki clan? Do you think I wouldn't dare slaughter them all?" Kuchiki Senya let out a cold laugh, the jet-black long sword flicked upward, directly sending Kuchiki Jin flying.

"Bastard!" Kuchiki Jin roared furiously, his palm striking out in fury.

Kuchiki Senya expressionlessly drew the jet-black long sword from his waist and tangled with Kuchiki Jin.

Neither of them used soul power, relying only on physical strength to clash; every move and stance was filled with devastating fluctuations, and the entire courtyard trembled.

"How did his strength become so terrifying?" The young man surnamed Jiu was inwardly shocked. He felt that the young man before him was simply unrecognizable, as if he had become an entirely different person.

This sword technique completely surpassed the sword technique of the young man surnamed Jiu, and even surpassed it by far.

"Could he have obtained some powerful sword manual or sword technique? Otherwise, how could he have become so formidable?" The young man surnamed Jiu guessed inwardly, but he did not stop, still continuously unleashing powerful sword techniques to attack.

However, as the battle dragged on longer and longer, the young man surnamed Jiu's confidence grew weaker and weaker, until he was utterly defeated.

"Young man surnamed Jiu, accept death!" The young man before him let out a cold shout, his entire body erupting with dazzling light, and he charged forward with a tremor.

This sword strike was brilliant and dazzling, blooming with radiant splendor, like a blazing sun rising, illuminating the four directions, making it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open.

Boom!

A vast and mighty aura erupted from Kuchiki Senya's body, the surrounding air exploding with a violent sonic boom.

Kuchiki Senya at this moment was extremely domineering, his aura soaring to the heavens, like a demon lord descending.

Sword qi ran rampant, tearing apart everything.

The young man surnamed Jiu's face turned deathly pale. He hurriedly retreated, dodging the young man before him's strike.

However, Kuchiki Senya's speed was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye he caught up to the young man surnamed Jiu, and with a sword thrust, a surge of sword qi pierced through the air, enveloping the young man surnamed Jiu within it.

With a thunderous explosion, the young man surnamed Jiu was sent flying by a sword strike, a deep sword wound appeared on his chest, blood gushed out wildly, dyeing his clothes red.

"This..." Everyone was shaken beyond words.

A dignified direct descendant of the Jiu family, yet was heavily wounded by a single sword strike from the young man before him, nearly killed on the spot!

"The young man surnamed Jiu is finished!"

"The young man surnamed Jiu has fled far away, the young man before him, is truly invincible!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their eyes full of worship as they stared at Kuchiki Senya; they seemed to have already foreseen that the Kuchiki family would from now on change hands, and change its surname to Kuchiki.

"Kuchiki Senya, you cannot kill me!" The young man surnamed Jiu screamed in terror. At this moment, he was only half a step from death, and could not withstand the young man before him at all.

"I said it, the Jiu family must be reformed!" The young man before him's gaze was cold and stern, his sword aimed at the young man surnamed Jiu, preparing to end his life...

The young man surnamed Jiu's eyes widened as he roared: "No, if you kill me, the Kuchiki family will surely perish!"

He did not believe that Kuchiki Senya truly dared to kill him.

"The Jiu family is the painstaking effort of my parents; how could I possibly spare them?"

"But, you will have to pay the price!"

Kuchiki Senya's gaze suddenly darkened. His right arm swung, the pitch-black longsword carrying terrifying might, slashing straight toward the young man surnamed Jiu.

Sizzle—

The young man surnamed Jiu dodged in a sorry state. He felt a fatal aura rushing toward him. His body could barely dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding the young man before him's attack.

"Hoo hoo hoo..." The young man surnamed Jiu panted heavily, his eyes filled with fear. He did not dare to continue making a move.