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In the blink of an eye, Qin Yi found himself in a different world.
It was dawn, and the streets were sparsely populated. The morning air was exceptionally crisp and invigorating, filling him with a sense of clarity and renewal.
Qin Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and a gentle ripple of Starlight emanated from his body as he sensed the faint energy permeating the air.
He knew this was a defining characteristic of this world.
"Reiatsu!"
Unlike any other energy he had encountered, this Reiatsu carried a subtle aura of authority. Just as humans instinctively bow before gods, the inherent pressure exuded by Spiritual Gods compelled humans to bow their heads, marking the divide between the two realms. After a brief analysis, Qin Yi also discerned various unique Abilities within it.
Strictly speaking, the Soul Reaper World could even be considered a perfect Minor World.
The Human World, Soul Society, and Hueco Mundo (Hollow World), a trinity! This complete framework allowed for a self-sustaining cycle: after death, mortals would either reach Soul Society or Hueco Mundo, ensuring that no energy ever leaked out. This system was even more complete than the Divine Nation system Qin's Nation had initially established.
In short, the Soul Reaper World could be considered a more complete world than Qin's Nation.
This was precisely why his Civilization Rank had reached Starlight Level 7. Of course, the civilization system here wasn't as complex as Qin's Nation's.
Walking down a street, Qin Yi's Primordial Spirit radiated outward, searching the entire world.
After a moment, his gaze narrowed slightly.
Then, his figure vanished in a blur, covering a hundred meters with each step as he surged forward.
Within three minutes, he stood before a desolate ruin. Buildings lay collapsed along the streets, and deep fissures crisscrossed the ground, unmistakable signs of a fierce battle.
Rushing to a pool of dried blood, Qin Yi's gaze froze as he slowly crouched down.
The blood had long since congealed, mingled with dust and dirt, forming crusty clots that still carried a faint metallic scent.
"Yuanli!"
Qin Yi murmured, sensing Li Yuanli's Reiatsu emanating from the blood.
Extending his right hand, he touched the hardened clots on the ground, his eyes growing increasingly sharp, a flicker of profound madness twisting his features.
Three breaths later, he abruptly stood up.
His piercing gaze snapped upward, piercing the Material Realm's sky.
"Soul Society!"
From the congealed bloodstains and lingering Reiatsu in the air, he sensed the assailant's presence and was already tracing their path.
"Found you!"
Five minutes later, Qin Yi's gaze had turned savage.
He bent his knees slightly, then launched himself explosively into the sky.
Hum!
The instant he leaped, a colossal force erupted, shattering the already devastated street into utter ruin. Within three seconds, the entire street was engulfed in a swirling cloud of dust, collapsing downward with a thunderous roar.
Five seconds later, the ruined street had transformed into a deep crater. Countless fissures radiated outward from the crater's rim, an awe-inspiring sight.
Meanwhile, Qin Yi had already ascended to a great height.
Cangsheng, the sword at his waist, hummed and trembled, sensing its master's fury and growing increasingly excited.
Reaching an altitude of ten thousand meters, Qin Yi abruptly drew Cangsheng.
"Cangsheng!"
His low, resonant shout echoed across the sky as a dazzling sword bloom tore through the heavens.
"Break through!"
The sword's strike cleaved through the space within a thousand-meter radius.
Countless twisting fissures erupted, writhing like earthworms and trembling violently.
Witnessing these vast fissures, Qin Yi sheathed Cangsheng, then stepped forward, vanishing into the dimensional rift.
He stood clad in the Black Dragon Robe, his hair neatly bound with a jade hairpin, a sword hanging at his waist, his entire being radiating a formidable, sharp aura.
At the same time, in the Soul Society, the Eleventh Division:
"Captain Chengdui!"
"I wish to challenge you!"
A burly man, a long blade in hand, a scar slashed across his face, and a ferocious expression, stood before the Eleventh Division Captain's office door and bellowed loudly.
No response came from within the office. Many division members gathered curiously, watching the hulking, sword-wielding man.
"Zaraki, you've already lost to me countless times. What's the point?"
After a long silence, Captain Chengdui finally spoke slowly from within the office.
"Are you afraid to accept my challenge, Kenpachi Chengdui?!" Zaraki roared.
Inside the office, Kenpachi Chengdui sat with his legs crossed, a disdainful smirk on his face, before slowly rising to his feet.
He strode slowly to the office door, his gaze locking onto Zaraki, who stood ramrod straight across from him, radiating intense battle intent and an astonishingly powerful Reiatsu.
"As Captain of the Eleventh Division and the current Kenpachi, I, Chengdui, fear no one."
"I earned this position by defeating you in full view of everyone."
"And you, Zaraki, have already fallen before my blade eighteen times!"
Kenpachi Chengdui's voice grew deeper, each word laced with mounting displeasure.
"To be honest, my patience is wearing thin, you know?"
His final sentence carried an edge of lethal sharpness, a palpable killing intent surfacing, sending shivers of dread through the surrounding Soul Reapers.
"Captain Kenpachi is furious!"
"But Zaraki is no pushover either. His Reiatsu and combat prowess rival those of any division Captain."
"Too bad he had to face Captain Chengdui."
Such events, while not uncommon in the Eleventh Division, were certainly not frequent. The position of Captain was determined solely by duel victories.
Originally, the Eleventh Division's Captain was Kenpachi Zaraki. However, after the arrival of a Soul Reaper named Chengdui, leadership changed hands. From that day forward, the division's Captain became Kenpachi Chengdui!
What's even more astonishing is that Kenpachi Chengdui never relinquished his post after taking office.
Kenpachi Zaraki challenged him eighteen times in succession, each time ending in defeat! This drew widespread attention and sparked speculation about Kenpachi Chengdui's true strength, just how formidable was he?
"I challenge you, Kenpachi Chengdui!" Zaraki declared coldly, his black Soul Reaper robe billowing slightly, his aura undiminished.
With a swift flick of his longsword, he pointed it directly at Kenpachi Chengdui across the battlefield.
This was more than just a provocation; it was a declaration of war! No ordinary Captain would ever refuse such a challenge, especially not in front of so many subordinates.
Across from him, Kenpachi Chengdui's face darkened visibly, his expression turning chillingly grim.
After a long moment, a cold, mocking smirk suddenly twisted his lips.
"Then this time, I'll kill you!"
The words sent a shock through the ranks of Soul Reapers, filling them with tense anticipation.
"Captain Chengdui's bloodlust is rising!"
They could all sense it, this already mentally unstable Captain Chengdui was unlikely to show any mercy to Zaraki this time.
With these words, Chengdui stepped forward slowly.
Each heavy, deliberate step echoed with a dull thud, weighing heavily on the Soul Reapers' hearts and intensifying the oppressive atmosphere.
Zaraki gripped his black blade tighter, a savage grin spreading across his face.
"If you can kill me, come and try!"
"Fighting is the greatest pleasure!"
"To die in battle, that's the perfect end!"
(End of Chapter)