Chapter 360: Fear Will Make You Remember

H'el blocked the incoming attack from Unohana with his Zanpakuto, causing a massive explosion in the sky accompanied by a shockwave. The enormous spiritual pressure from Unohana's blood-soaked, curved Zanpakuto bore down on H'el.

"Using pure spiritual pressure slashes to attack is indeed the correct choice, much like water can extinguish fire," H'el nodded, acknowledging the potency of Unohana's attack.

This strike had an effect; in the unseen sky, some of the dark orbs burst, dissipating the impact of the blow. However, even when he was in his Shikai form, purely using spiritual pressure attacks wasn't enough to completely destroy him. Thus, while using spiritual pressure to attack was the right approach, it couldn't annihilate H'el.

"But fire can also evaporate water." Suddenly, H'el's Zanpakuto began to glow as if flames were burning from within the blade, heating it until it resembled a piece of burning wood.

The modified Ryūjin Jakka, with its heat concentrated entirely at the blade's tip, didn't ignite or release explosive flames, but rather erased everything it touched without a trace.

*Boom!*

A tremendous force erupted from the blade, shattering the air and the blood that had been dripping down from the sky, dispersing it into nothingness.

With intense killing intent, Unohana's arm felt the explosive force transmitted to her sword, and befHakudae could react, the massive power struck her body. She was blasted away like a cannonball, tearing through the air and flying toward the distant horizon until she H'eljust a tiny, ant-sized dot.

In a single blow, the first Kenpachi, full of murderous intent, was sent flying beyond the horizon, disappearing from sight.

Next, the "Goddess of Flash," Yoruichi Shihōin, combined her Shunpo with a powerful charge, enhanced by the Tenchū's blessing armor she wore, launching a kick at H'el with immense spiritual pressure and force.

H'el raised his left hand, fingers curling to catch Yoruichi's leg, which was still clad in the Tenchū's blessing armor, resembling wooden bracers with mysterious patterns and structures that greatly enhanced spiritual pressure and power.

With a single glance at the Tenchū's blessing armor, and to Yoruichi's shock, H'el let a trace of his spiritual energy seep into the armor, causing it to disassemble into pieces and fall from her body.

Yoruichi twisted her body, breaking free from H'el's grip, her legs spinning like a whirlwind, kicking dozens of times in an instant, before landing gracefully on spiritual particles, sliding to a safe distance.

"What did you do to the Tenchū's blessing armor!" Yoruichi exclaimed. The armor had lost its connection with her in an instant and had fallen from her body, rendering her unable to use it to enhance her Hakuda.

"Don't worry, I didn't destroy it; I simply cut off the flow of spiritual energy to it," H'el replied, shaking his head. "This equipment isn't entirely useless, but it has no effect against me."

"Bankai…"

Taking advantage of H'el's distraction, Ginrei Kuchiki released his Zanpakuto into its Bankai form, sending countless blade fragments towards H'el, who casually, without even looking, slashed at them with his still-blazing Ryūjin Jakka.

Ginrei screamed as he was smashed into the last remaining noble district, creating a deep crater as he lay trembling and coughing up blood.

From the beginning of their attack to its end, it didn't even take a second. Their Bankai had been destroyed in an instant.

With Yoruichi's Tenchū's blessing armor gone, she unleashed a torrent of spiritual pressure, her eyes flashing like silver lightning as she charged at H'el again, using Hakuda to strike him.

Though not weak, these attacks were all absorbed by H'el's dark orbs, leaving him completely unharmed. He then flicked his finger, delivering a tap to her shoulder as she attacked again.

"Ah!"

Yoruichi felt her shoulder crack as she was sent flying, leaving a shadowy trail in the sky before crashing into the noble district's back mountain, where she formed a massive crater, dust rising from the trees as she lay unconscious, her eyes rolling back, her fate uncertain.

These attacks were so swift that the defeated captains had no time to process their failure.

H'el found their lack of originality boring and dismissed them with a wave of his hand, making short work of them with techniques 400 times stronger than before, leaving him even more at ease.

Ukitake's handsome face turned grim; the captains had been defeated even faster this time—faster than being instantly killed.

Despite having made up his mind, as Ukitake was about to release the "Right Arm of the Soul King," a large hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Ukitake's body stiffened.

"There's no need," Ichibē Hyōsube said, shaking his large head at Ukitake. "If what's inside you is released, it won't be easy to control."

Inside Ukitake was the "Right Arm of the Soul King," representing the power of stasis. Ukitake was certain that in this situation, only by sacrificing himself and releasing the "Right Arm of the Soul King" could he stop H'el's rampage.

"Isn't it true that without sacrificing my life, he can't be stopped?" Ukitake wasn't afraid of sacrificing himself; if it had value and could maintain order in the three worlds, it was worth it.

"It's useless; pure, uncontrolled power doesn't even register to him," Ichibē shook his head, stroking his thick chin with regret. "He's out of time. To remove the effects of my ability from his body, he can't stay in the Soul Society. There's no need for you to sacrifice too much."

As soon as Ichibē finished speaking, the Gates of Hell, previously obscured by the dark orbs, fully opened in the sky above the Soul Society.

H'el opened his hand, and the dark orbs scattered across the sky, flying in all directions throughout the Soul Society.

Sunlight returned to the Soul Society.

"Time's up!"

H'el glanced down at Ichibē, pointed his finger at the sky, forming a single dark orb at his fingertip, and stabilized it in the air.

Without resistance, his figure was gradually enveloped by the ominous aura of Hell, which began to pull him towards the Gates of Hell.

"I'll leave a small world here. Wait for my return." He seemed to be speaking to the entire Soul Society. "Forget my face, my deeds, my memories—it doesn't matter. When I return, fear will make you remember."

With that, he stepped into Hell.

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