Chapter 18

A middle-aged man, sturdy and full of nobility, carried the aura of someone who had held a high position for a long time.

At this moment.

He was frowning, staring at Tsunayashiro Tokinada, who was covered in bandages on the bed.

Half a month had passed.

Tokinada still hadn't recovered, and half of his talent for the rest of his life had been wasted.

"Today, we begin the operation."

"Tokinada, Father will never let you swallow this insult."

The Tsunayashiro Clan Head said softly; Tokinada on the bed had a twisted face, his eyes full of malice.

With his arm broken.

He hated Kuchiki Senya so much he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

"You rest well."

The Tsunayashiro Clan Head left the room, looking up at the clear blue sky.

The news from the Rukongai.

Was not a secret.

Kuchiki Senya’s current strength surpassed a captain and was unfathomable; only the most perfect plan could kill him in one strike!

The Tsunayashiro Clan Head shook his head slightly, cold light shining in his sharp eyes, having made the determination to kill.

The family had already used its foundation.

Tonight.

Is the moment of victory!

At this moment.

Senya Pavilion.

Kuchiki Senya lay on a large sofa covered in fine silks and flowers, the table filled with various expensive wines, snacks, and fruits...

Drinking wine with a lazy expression.

Beside him.

Were several girls dressed in maid outfits, gently massaging his shoulders.

He was playing Landlord with Hisana and the other management girls.

The era of Soul Reapers.

Was not the modern era of his previous life.

Smartphones, computers, and the like hadn't been developed; current entertainment was limited to non-intelligent things like playing cards.

If he wanted to play computer games or the various 3A masterpieces from his previous life, he would have to wait another hundred years.

However.

These were enough.

"King Bomb!"

Kuchiki Senya slammed down the last two cards, announcing his victory.

[Ding.]

[Host is playing cards with the young ladies, enjoying life.]

[Host’s Hakuda level has increased to captain level!]

031. Space channel, Adjuchas!

Hakuda.

Captain level!

Kuchiki Senya smiled slightly.

Previously, his Hakuda was elite level, comparable to a lieutenant.

Now it had directly risen to captain level!

In the Soul Society.

Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hoho, and Kido constitute a Soul Reaper’s strength.

Most people focus on Zanjutsu and the Shikai/Bankai of their Zanpakuto.

Investing most of their energy there.

Imbalanced specialization is everywhere.

However.

Bringing Hakuda and Kido to the extreme can also unleash combat power comparable to, or even exceeding, a captain!

Shihoin Yoruichi’s Hakuda level in the main storyline reached captain level!

She is also one of the strongest existences in Hakuda in the original work.

As for Aizen.

His Kido ability was so strong it was outrageous, with no one able to match him; it was also his main means of attack.

After all.

Kyoka Suigetsu is the strongest illusion-type Zanpakuto.

It does not have the attack power comparable to Ryujin Jakka or Tensa Zangetsu.

Aizen relied mostly on Kido.

However...

His strength only came from standard Kido; he hadn't broken through it to develop forbidden techniques like "Yin-Yang Wind Curse."

It was full of limitations.

"Very good."

Kuchiki Senya nodded with satisfaction, his body feeling incredibly light and full of explosive power.

A casual clench of his fist could produce "bang-bang" sounds of air compression and bursting!

Crushing skulls with strong hands, nothing more than this.

The improvement in Hakuda level.

The most intuitive change was a massive increase in physical constitution!

At the same time.

There was also a transformation in nerve reflex speed, combat experience, and all other aspects!

"Come, let's keep playing."

After familiarizing himself with the suddenly increased power, Kuchiki Senya lazily took out new cards and looked at the girls in front of him.

"No, no, we can't play anymore; if we keep playing, our salaries will all be lost."

The girls were on the verge of tears.

Their boss looked like he was swaying and had drunk quite a bit, but his card-playing technique was like a god’s.

They had been playing all night!

They hadn't won a single round!

Kuchiki Senya didn't force them, waving his hand and casually tossing two grapes into his mouth.

Hisana.

Was in front of him, reporting the income of the Senya Pavilion during this period and the management bills.

Time passed.

Senya Pavilion.

It was already late at night.

But it was still brightly lit, filled with an atmosphere of luxury and grandeur.

The guests had left one after another, and the Senya Pavilion had reached a rare moment of leisure.

Kuchiki Senya lay casually on the fur, shaking a glass of strong liquor in his hand, with only the singing and laughter of the girls in his ears.

However.

Not even the sound of an insect could be heard outside; it was quiet, with only the tranquil night.

"Today, it really is a quiet day." Kuchiki Senya smiled slightly, tossing the wine glass to Hisana.

Then.

He stood up, and a black-red Zanpakuto, cold and sharp enough to make one’s eyes sting just by looking at it, appeared in his hand.

"This is, Lord Senya’s Zanpakuto..."

Hisana, from dozens of meters away, stared intently at the black-red, gold-hilted Zanpakuto.

She didn't dare to get any closer.

It felt as if she got any closer, her skin would be sliced and cut by this extreme sharpness.

"Lord Senya?"

Hisana looked puzzled, unable to understand why Kuchiki Senya would take out his sword.

Kuchiki Senya just waved his hand, humming a little tune, and swaggered out of the Senya Pavilion.

Then his figure flashed.

He sat on the very top of the Senya Pavilion, on the towering spire!

The black-red patterns on the blade were like twisting, roaring dragons, emitting an aura of destruction that could sever everything under the moonlight!

The darkness, deeper than the night, constantly appeared around him; that was the space being slashed apart.

"He discovered us!"

"What terrifying perception!"

Nearby, several figures dressed in black, acting sneakily.

Their pupils contracted as they looked at Kuchiki Senya on top of the Senya Pavilion.

In front of them.

A concealment formation was in operation, capable of dispersing surrounding Soul Reapers and living beings.

And suppressing the spread of spiritual pressure!

It could prevent the Seireitei from discovering the battle here!

At the same time.

Another more brilliant formation was slowly rotating, from which came an arcane and inexplicable spatial aura.

And destructive power fluctuations.

A huge, pitch-black, and unfathomably deep space channel appeared in the field, from which came countless ear-piercing roars!

This is one of the foundations of the Tsunayashiro Clan, capable of constructing a one-way space channel!

Connecting Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society!

It can briefly guide Hollows from Hueco Mundo to the Soul Society!

"It doesn't matter if he discovered us; today is Kuchiki Senya’s inescapable death trap!"

"The time has come."

The leader sneered and waved his hand.

A glass bottle appeared in his hand, and the next moment it shattered instantly!

From it, a huge and majestic soul fluctuation was emitted.

Immediately.

In the space channel.

The roaring became more intense! It faintly turned into crazy howling!

These souls triggered the deepest cravings in their hearts!

One after another, massive monsters that blotted out the sky surged out, their tyrannical spiritual pressure spreading, as if a natural disaster had arrived!

032. Inescapable death trap!

The massive monsters landed on the ground.

Splashing up large amounts of sand and dust, the ground shook crazily, unable to withstand the terrifying weight and spiritual pressure.

Cracking into huge, pitch-black, and deep, empty fissures!

Eight massive figures, wearing bone masks on their heads, some with four arms, others slithering like long snakes in the air, appeared in the field.

Without exception.

A huge hollow was broken open in their chests, emitting a terrifying aura as powerful as a mountain-sized dragon vein!

And.

Following closely behind were hundreds of figures with weaker auras, their chests also having transparent, empty holes.

Most had twisted faces and low intelligence, looking like cannon fodder, while others had dull expressions and wore long-nosed masks.

They constantly surged out from the space channel.

At the same time.

In the space channel, the roaring was still intense, and figures with even more terrifying auras faintly appeared.

"Pity, the time is up."

The leader looked regretful; the power of the space channel behind him slowly exhausted, and then it closed directly.

Preventing more Hollows from entering.

"However, these are enough."

"Too many would be a disaster for the Soul Society."

The leader’s eyes shone as he looked at the dense figures in front of him.

Hundreds of spiritual pressures gathered together, as vast as a boundless ocean! The majestic heavenly might was irresistible!

Even though he was the strongest hitman cultivated by the Tsunayashiro Clan, possessing peak captain-level strength.

Facing the spiritual pressure of hundreds of Hollows at this moment, he still felt as if a mountain was pressing on his heart, and his breathing was somewhat obstructed!

"Activate the concealment formation."

The leader waved his hand, and a small formation with a radius of ten meters enveloped all seven figures in black.

Not a single bit of aura leaked, masking them from the perception of the Menos.

Hiding themselves very well!

At the same time.

Looking at the scene in the field from afar.

The soul power that had just escaped was instantly devoured by the hundreds of Hollows!

In the glass bottle.

Were the souls of Soul Reaper prisoners extracted by the Tsunayashiro Clan through their influence!

The hollow in a Hollow’s chest represents the emptiness in their hearts.

To fill this emptiness, they must constantly devour souls, and Soul Reaper souls are their favorite!

Only pure, massive amounts of souls could attract so many Menos!

"Adjuchas! And there are eight of them!"

"Dozens of Gillian, hundreds of small Hollows!"

"Heh, no matter how strong Kuchiki Senya is, he will fall in this boundless ocean of Hollows!"

The leader stroked the Zanpakuto at his waist, his lips curling into a gloomy smile.

Hueco Mundo.

There are five levels of Hollows.

Small Hollows, cannon fodder.

Gillian, Menos, lieutenant-level combat power.

Adjuchas, medium Menos, rare powerhouses in Hueco Mundo, strength only a line weaker than captain level!

Vasto Lorde, the strongest Menos, peak captain-level strength!

King of Hollows, the king of Hueco Mundo, capable of destroying the entire Gotei 13 alone! Bringing a catastrophic disaster to the Soul Society!

Today.

There are eight Adjuchas-level Hollows, dozens of Gillian, and hundreds of small Hollows!

Even the most top-tier captain would have to drink hate under this kind of human-tide attack!

Behind the leader.

The other figures in black also laughed lowly, looking at the top of the Senya Pavilion with a playful expression.

At that incredibly lazy man who wasn't moving at all.

Not moving?