From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

Chapter 122 Zanpakuto's Betrayal (Part 2) (100 rewards plus more)

Even if he is awakened, the unworldly artifact of Muramasa, who has made great achievements, is also required not to use it lightly.

Numbness, and then sinking, falling into the daily cycle called day after day, year after year, which seems to be eternal.

And then until today...

Stepping into this place this time, what is your mood?

Xianghe looked at the brightly lit streets, full of Qionglouyuyu, how could it be seen that there was a bloody battle last night?

The nobles danced and danced, never caring how much blood was shed in the past!

Under the balance of the conspiracy, the life and death of countless people were decided in the conversation and laughter. As long as one's own position is threatened, then it is born with an unforgivable crime!

But he also didn't sympathize with those nobles who sacrificed, because they were bullied only because they were not strong enough. If they were strong, they would definitely do the same thing as the five nobles.

The strong swung their knives at the weak, and the weak swung their knives at the weaker. The five nobles and their vassals oppressed the ordinary nobles, and the ordinary nobles turned their oppression to the residents of Ruhun Street. This is the world of souls, and this is Jingling Ting.

"This time..."

There was no hesitation in Xiang He's eyes, and he strode forward

"I just feel excited!"

He walked to the door of the nobles' houses, some of them were holding a feast, singing and dancing to celebrate the demise of the nobles who competed with them for the cake, and in the process, only part of the strength of the Kuchiki family was sacrificed.

After all, if the five great nobles can die, they are all happy to see it, if they can replace them...

That would be even better.

"That stinky brat Kuchiki Xianghe put on that stinky face every day because he was lucky enough to enter Kuchiki's house. Now it's finally time to return to his original position."

A class leap that does not belong to oneself is always enviable...

Even though Kuchimu Xianghe didn't do anything arrogant, his existence made many people feel uncomfortable.

It's as if the lamb to be slaughtered has become a big man who needs to be looked up to. This kind of contrast is unacceptable.

"That's to say, it's a pity that I sent out dozens of guards." Someone obviously had too much to drink, and said with a red face and a big smile

The person next to him woke up immediately, covered his mouth with his hand, then looked around, and was relieved when he found that there were only a few of them.

"Shh, don't let other people know about this."

"If the Kuchiki family knows that we secretly sent people to participate in the rebellion, they will definitely kill us all!"

"This is something that can't be helped. If we don't mess things up, those rebellious gods of death can't make things worse at all, and those who really have evil intentions will not join in."

"We are using our own sacrifices in exchange for a wave of great heroes who eliminated the hidden dangers of the Jingling Court!"

People have changed from being cautious at the beginning to being ignorant, sticking out their big tongues and saying big words.

"But that Rotten Tree Sound River is really powerful. Even the captains of the thirteenth team shouldn't have to deal with so many gods of death for a long time, right? In the end, he made them all die in two or three hits."

"Did you see that scene? I was there. It was really terrifying. Thousands of Reapers who shared the same hatred were forcibly pointed their knives at their companions or their own bodies... Tsk tsk..."

The nobleman who spoke seemed to be savoring carefully and shook his head

"That scene is exciting enough!"

"Ham, no matter how exciting it is, it's just yesterday. So what if you can kill thousands of death gods with one knife? Isn't he a prisoner waiting to die in a prison now? It's just a butcher knife that we played with at will..."

"Although it didn't effectively consume too much Kuchiki's power, it is enough to abolish such a demon sword."

They were overwhelmed with joy, gradually getting carried away, if their words spread, it would be enough to be punished with the most extreme punishment in the soul world.

It's just that it's not the soul world that punishes them now.

It was the god of death who came unexpectedly. While they were eating hot pot and drinking heavily, a cold voice came from outside the house

"Really? Is this knife really abolished?"

That is, the coldness like the extreme ice hell, the coldness that penetrates the heart, and the fear from the heart.

The terrifying god of death pushed in through the door, bringing with it the breath of hell.

"Rotten wood ringing the river! It's you!"

The nobleman who looked like a fat pig widened his eyes, looking at the figure who broke through the door in disbelief.

They quickly drew out their knives and wanted to slash towards Xianghe, but they stopped in mid-air.

"No, you can't do this to us! We are close subjects of the Kuchiki family, Lord Yinling will punish you! Room 46 will execute you!"

At this moment, they realized how stupid it was to draw a knife in front of Rotten Wood Xianghe, but it was too late, they could only shout in horror, hoping to make a final effort.

"Have you lost your mind after drinking? At least you should know that your Zanpakutō will turn into my power, right?"

There was resentment in Kuchimu Xianghe's words, he laughed and said

"You bastard fat pig! See what your excess fat is?! Under the banner of nobles, you consume several times more precious resources than ordinary people, but you can only produce more stinky feces!"

"Use your Shunpo to dodge my attack! Use your ghost way to kill me? Where's your white fight? Where's your slashing technique?!"

In the terrified eyes of the nobles, the knives in their hands kept stabbing themselves, one knife after another!

Kuchiki Xianghe never imagined that it would be this kind of fat pig that he had guarded as the God of Death for the past hundred years.

The nobles could not have imagined that the ants who were despised not long ago have become Yan Luo who is demanding their lives at this time!

"It's disgusting, noble."

Xiang He pierced the heart of the nearest nobleman with a stab of disgust, then picked him up, and said coldly to the other nobles

"You said Kuchimu Yinling would punish me, right? You said Room 46 would execute me, right?"

"wrong!"

"I will judge you! The era of being ruled by your nobles and acting recklessly is coming to an end! From today, I am the king of this world! All rules will be made by me!"

Xiang He laughed and gave them the final blow, blood spattered on his face, flowed onto the precious ingredients on the table, and sprinkled every corner of the house.

Then he planted the village on the ground and said softly

"Whisper, Muramasa..."

"Let the aristocratic nobles know, and let the gods of death who maintain the order of the nobles know that their era is coming to an end!"

"Start with Zanpakutō, the most trusted and inseparable Zanpakuto."

"Since the rule established by the nobles, the rule that the god of death controls the Zanpakuto began to break."

Xianghe completely liberated Muramasa's power, allowing him to enter the inner world of Zanpakuto, the gods of death.

Then……

Whisper...

Betray...

kill...

Finally, twist it, break it, rot it!

Everything, old and ancient things...