Chapter 780 Conflict
"Aizen, Kyoraku Shunsui, you have crossed the line..."
A soldier from the military commander's department sat cross-legged, with his hands casually placed on his knees. There was a hint of fierceness in his bright eyes: "Even if the sky outside falls, as long as the Spirit King has not ordered to summon you, you You are not allowed to break into the spiritual world without permission."
While talking.
A majestic and majestic momentum filled the world like a sea tide.
At this moment, the figure of Ichibei, the commander of the army, was infinitely taller in the eyes of the two of them, like a towering mountain reaching into the clouds.
Amidst the turbulence of the billowing clouds, the sky was shaking in the explosion of wind and thunder. And above the jade-white Omotesando Road, it seemed like a giant dragon was stirring the sea of clouds in all directions. The spiritual beings hundreds of feet away suddenly exploded and trembled, sending out dragon sounds. A high-pitched sound like a groan.
Hurrah-!
Waves of violent winds roared like tsunami waves.
Even Aizen and Kyōraku Shunsui, currently the most powerful ones, still could not stop the momentum of Ichibei, the commander of the army. Their expressions showed a rare dignified look, their clothes rustled in the strong wind, and they had to be forced. He took a few steps back.
"This matter is of great importance."
Jing Le Chun Shui's whole body was filled with spiritual power. He carried the majestic momentum and took a big step forward. He said in a deep voice: "This world is about to face a disaster. We must meet with the Spirit King. Please do you please Your Excellency is accommodating!”
"I say it one last time, go back!"
The eyes of a soldier from the main army were as sharp as swords, and his voice was like a thunderous voice: "The Spirit King has important matters at the moment. No one is allowed to enter the spirit world without the Spirit King's personal order. If you dare to act recklessly again, don't stop." I blame me for taking action!"
Anyone could see that the monk was really angry.
A huge writing brush as tall as a man was already in the hand of Ichibei, the commander of the army. The majestic spiritual power was like a torrent of water, washing away the two people on Omotesando.
"Spiritual King...did something happen?"
Seeing the monk's unusual behavior, Aizen thought for a moment, then his expression changed slightly, and he frowned and asked, "If the Soul King is still in the Soul King Palace, he shouldn't refuse our request for an audience."
"The Military Chief...is it true?" Kyoraku Shunsui is not a stupid person. After Aizen's reminder, he immediately thought of this period of time. The Soul King has not appeared for a long time, and... ..The sudden throbbing feeling in his heart made him more certain of this guess.
"The Spiritual King is fine."
Ichibei, the leader of the army, had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "I will tell you one last time, leave the spirit world immediately. Otherwise, according to the rules set by the spirit king, I will not kill you two here." receive any punishment.”
The two looked at each other, and saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.
Their guess was indeed correct. Something had really happened to the Soul King, and he was definitely not in the Soul King's palace at the moment. Otherwise, Ichibei, the commander of the army, would not have been so nervous.
Aizen guessed something in an instant, and his eyes turned cold: "Ichibei, the commander of the army, could it be that you will lead the Soul King..."
As soon as these words came out, Jing Le Chun Shui's expression changed drastically, and he also thought of a certain possibility.
Among all the people who were resurrected by the Soul King, they may have chosen different forms of loyalty, but they all still recognized each other, but only Ichibei's position made everyone feel deeply suspicious.
There is no other reason.
Among the five nobles who initially participated in the dismemberment of the Soul King, Ichibei of the Military Master Division was one of them.
He is independent from the ancestors of the five nobles. He is still alive in the world after an unknown number of years and knows all the truth.
"You...are looking for death."
Ichibei, the commander of the army, stood up slowly while holding his knees. The naked killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, and there was anger in his rich voice: "The duty of the Zero Squadron is to protect the Soul King. This has never changed from the beginning to the end. I Wait...I never thought about imprisoning or killing the Spirit King!"
What he said was quite sincere, and you could even hear his sincerity.
But alas...it was the wrong person speaking.
If it were other people, Aizen and Kyoraku Shunsui might not feel it was against their will.
But if it were said from the mouth of Ichibei, the military commander, the credibility would be almost non-existent, and it would only make them feel like they were lying.
"Don't you think this sentence is ironic when it comes from your mouth?"
Aizen pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist, cold murderous intent flowing in his eyes: "If the Soul King is really fine, then let us witness it with our own eyes."
"Aizen Sosuke, are you planning to force your way into the Soul King's Palace?"
Ichibei, the commander of the army, had a dark look in his eyes, and his rough voice suddenly dropped: "As I said just now, the Soul King is fine."
"Then bring out the evidence, Military Chief." Kyoryaku Shunsui pulled out his two swords. Although he did not want to start a war, the severity of the matter has greatly exceeded expectations. The safety of the Soul King is more important than anything else. We must You have to witness it with your own eyes to feel at ease.
"..."
The commander of the army, Ichibei, was silent.
He wanted to come up with evidence, but the key problem was that there was none!
The Soul King suddenly disappeared on Xandar Planet, and his whereabouts are still unknown. If this kind of thing is told, it will easily cause chaos in the other two realms, especially the ambition of Aizen Soyousuke, which is even more uneasy.
But if that's all, he doesn't have to worry too much.
Aizen Soyousuke, who has not yet become a transcendent, is not worth his trouble. Although Kyoka Suigetsu is powerful, he is not afraid at all. Even if Kyōraku Shunsui is added to it, he can still do it with a flip of his hand. repression.
What really made him uneasy was someone else.
According to the fragment described by Unohana Retsu, the Soul King was attacked from behind by a man wearing colorful robes and a golden double crown, and his whereabouts were unknown.
This means...someone is eyeing the Spirit King.
Even that trip to Sandar was most likely a trap set to lure the Spirit King there.
Without knowing the details of the enemy's background, the Ichibei of the Military Headquarters did not dare to act rashly and could only pretend that the Soul King was still in the spirit world. On the one hand, he used it to paralyze the enemy hiding in the dark, and on the other hand, he secretly investigated the enemy's information.
But the arrival of Aizen and Kyoraku Shunsui broke his plan.
The military commander, Ichibei, even doubted whether the enemy planned to use this method to determine whether the Soul King was still there.
"Military Commander, are you really..."
Jingraku Shunshui saw that he was silent for a long time, and his heart sank a little bit.
"It seems that we have to force our way in today."
A trace of anger brewed in the depths of Aizen's eyes, and the blade pointed downwards, emitting terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.
Kyōraku Shunsui remained silent, seeming to agree with Aizen's suggestion. He lowered his arms and pointed his swords diagonally at the ground. The gushing spiritual power blew away his patterned shirt, and his long black ponytail was raised high in the air.
"Swastika: Feng Shui stops bondage!"
"Swastika interpretation: Huatian Kuanggu black pine heart!"
"stop--!!!"
Just as the two of them were about to die, a figure stepped out from the Spiritual Palace, with a majestic and solemn voice, like a bell falling from the sky.
The three of them were slightly startled and looked up into the sky.
A man walked down the invisible stairs, with long blond hair hanging on his shoulders, a pair of glasses on his tall nose, his green eyes showing indifference, and his temperament like that of a noble and holy angel.
