91 Ghosts and Deities (23)

Unlike Xiao Shijie, the Lu clan elder beside him, after hearing Tang Yu's words, slammed his cane down hard.

With Aizen Sousuke and the others under control, the Second Espada, Barragan Louisenbairn, ignored the objections of Coyote Starrk, the number one Espada, and seized command outright, even throwing the latter a taunting glance. Fortunately, Starrk was too lazy by nature to make a scene, so no conflict erupted between them.

The body of the Captain-Commander, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, had not been found. According to Ninth Division Captain Kuchiki Kuuken, who had brought back his zanpakuto, the Captain-Commander’s remains had already been destroyed by the enemy’s chief criminal.

So, if they wanted to extinguish the outside cultivators’ thoughts of targeting the sect’s core disciples, his proposal was the best solution.

“Wait. Though, to be fair, they were only joking with each other. They weren’t really going to cut out each other’s kidneys.” An Chen hurriedly explained.

Isshin Kurosaki used a special method to restrain the restless surge before him, and in front of him stood Ichigo Kurosaki, who had entered a state of sword meditation.

“Um, you don’t need to do anything at all. Your only job is to eat.” It was humiliating for a man in his thirties like Lu Xiao to have to play the meek one before Lu Xiao and Li Han, and though the embarrassment on his face was obvious, what else could he do at a moment like this?

If Murong Qi really had the nerve to go all out and let Princess Rongxian the Grand Princess goad her into stripping naked and climbing onto Mo Xuancheng’s bed...

“Husband, do you feel like your face is a little hot?” Li Qiuyue mumbled, her words already slightly slurred.

Hanabi’s progress was not slow either. In just one month, although she had not yet broken through to a new major realm, she had successfully shattered several meridian barriers along the way, and now stood only one step away from the acquired completion stage of the Great Circulation.

The cold in Yifan’s eyes deepened, but he asked no further. He merely fetched a broom to sweep up the fragments, then sat down and carefully examined her wrist.

Once they had gone around the burly men, everything after that became much easier. In the latter half of the journey, Beidou merely took a few light cuts before breaking through with ease.

After more than twenty minutes at a speed of 110, once they passed the checkpoint in the inner city, a barren expanse of flat, boundless desert came suddenly into view.

The husky gave a delighted bark, and while the wild cats and dogs were distracted, it leaped high into the air and darted straight out of the encirclement before running off.

Orihara Feng quietly exited his mutated state. In his hand, the Crimson Fox flickered with a faint red glow, and soaked in blood, it looked all the more delicate and alluring, yet vicious and bloodthirsty.

The group made a circuit through the town, and the situation was the same there as well. So many living things had died in such a large town that it felt as though they had stepped into a city of death.

One man placed his hand on a bronze coffin and slowly raised his head. Beneath the brim of his black hat, a pair of eerie, icy eyes came into view.

Dimensional creatures descended directly into every region, a full hundred of them, appearing wherever survivors could be found.