Chapter 10 A Rebellious Spirit Hidden
Chapter 10 A Rebellious Spirit Hidden
In fact, Unohana's wounds had already healed. After all, she had studied the Dao of Return, and treating such physical injuries was only a matter of a breath.
The real drain lies in spiritual pressure and physical strength. That pure swordsmanship duel, with each strike condensed with the full concentration of one's mind, is more mentally taxing than any fancy Kido duel.
Unohana wasn't in a hurry, because she had already lost before, and even if she had to try again, the outcome wouldn't change.
She also needs to process the previous battle and think about how to defeat Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
She then said, "There's an old man in the Reverse Bone District who has lived for two or three thousand years. He knows a lot about the Soul Society. You can go and ask him."
Li Lin actually knew who she was talking about.
Nikotsu Saizo, the captain of the 13th Division of the original Gotei 13, was born in the Nikotsu District.
His purpose in coming to Nigu this time was actually to see him.
Because he was located near Lord Mimihagi, the incarnation of the Soul King's right arm!
Are you familiar with him?
"We've met once before."
A figure as thin as a skeleton appeared in Unohana's mind.
A bald head, a hunched back like a shrimp, and dark brown skin clinging to the bones, making him look like a walking mummy.
What's most unsettling is his smile; his mouth gapes open, revealing sparse teeth, and his eyes gleam with a mischievous light that is both childlike innocence and eerily sinister.
Being stared at with such a gaze, even a 'devil' like her would feel a subtle chill.
The two continued on their way.
The deeper one goes into the Reverse Bone Zone, the more desolate the surrounding scenery becomes.
The broken walls and ruins gradually thinned out, replaced by large areas of exposed, cracked, gray-brown earth, as if even death had grown weary of this place.
The wind whipped up dry dust, which swirled in the air, emitting a low, mournful sound.
The deeper one goes into the Rebellious Zone, the more ferocious the people there become, but they tremble with fear upon seeing Unohana.
Rebellious, rebellious. Since it is named after this, it is naturally famous for having many rebellious people. The people in this group are not good people. But in front of the unprecedented villain Unohana, even those villains have to become docile kittens.
Thanks to Unohana, Li Lin was undisturbed along the way.
Then, at the edge of the field of vision, the outline of a shrine came into view.
As they drew closer to the shrine, Li Lin sensed that the right arm, representing the power of the Spirit King, was growing brighter and brighter.
In a corner of the rebellious bone, a slightly dilapidated shrine sits on this desolate land.
The vermilion lacquer on the torii gate has mostly peeled off, revealing the decaying wood underneath, like the exposed bones of a dying giant.
Behind the torii gate, the stone lanterns on both sides of the approach are leaning to one side and are mostly broken.
The roof tiles of the main hall are missing, and old shimenawa ropes hang from the eaves, swaying gently in the wind.
Although it is a shrine with gods, it has been abandoned for who knows how long, or perhaps in this chaotic world, there are no longer many people who come here to serve the gods.
Passing through the torii gate and entering the sacred realm, the expected divine tranquility did not arrive; instead, a deeper, more viscous sense of decay enveloped me.
The air was filled with the scent of aged incense ash and decaying wood, so quiet that you could hear the faint sound of your own footsteps crunching over the gravel.
Unohana looked around, her black shihaka outfit almost blending into the background in the dim light, and said softly, "Compared to a hundred years ago, this place is much more dilapidated. That old guy didn't manage it well."
"The world is what it is, how can you blame this old man?"
A hoarse, dry sound, like two pieces of dead wood rubbing together, came from the shadows in the direction of the main hall.
A gaunt old man emerged from the front of the shrine. He had a dark complexion and looked as if he lacked moisture.
He walked out step by step, his body hunched over, and looked at the two of them.
This is precisely the kind of rebellious spirit that hides its true nature!
He looked even more withered than in the memory of Uenohana.
His body, increasingly hunched over due to his worsening hunchback, appeared even more hunched. He wore a worn-out, grayish-brown monk's robe, its original color unrecognizable, the fabric so thin it was almost transparent, clinging tightly to his skin-and-bones body, devoid of flesh and blood.
His skin was a deep brownish-black, like tree bark repeatedly baked by the scorching sun and the passage of time, covered with deep wrinkles.
Unohana was right. He did look like an old man who had lived for thousands of years. In the Soul Society, it was rare to see someone so old. He looked like he was about to enter his grave at any moment.
He walked slowly, each step seemingly taken with all his might, yet with a strange steadiness. He continued until he reached the center of the approach and stood still.
Then, his gaze met Li Lin's, and he froze completely.
"Grandpa, there's something I'd like to ask you."
Li Lin said softly, "Have you ever heard of Muzan Kibutsuji?"
But Nikolai Saizo didn't respond. Instead, he immediately looked at him with burning eyes and exclaimed, "The Son of God! The Son of God has been reincarnated!"
He looked like he had discovered some kind of treasure, his eyes shining with a fanatical light that even made Unohana feel uncomfortable.
"What are you talking about?"
Unohana frowned and asked, "What, the child of a god?"
Ni Gu Cai Cang's gaze gradually cooled, but it still held a burning intensity. He walked up to Li Lin and carefully examined him.
It's normal for him to react that way.
Having lived in the Reverse Bone Zone for many years and served the right arm of the Spirit King for a long time, he had a much deeper understanding of divine power than other Death Gods.
The reason he looked like such a skeletal figure was because he was undergoing ascetic practices.
This ascetic practice initially involved only eating nuts and seeds to remove body fat and endure extreme hunger.
In the middle stage, they started eating wood and drinking poisonous tea, leaving themselves half-dead.
In the later stages, things got even worse. There was nothing left to eat, and when they were about to starve to death, they would obediently lie down in their graves with a small bell beside them, which they would ring every now and then.
If he can survive to the end and not die, then his ascetic practice can be considered a success.
If someone dies, then they're dead.
That's why he looks like this now, almost like a vengeful ghost.
Those who practice asceticism are often saints.
That's right, he is Lord Mimihachi's saint!
Lord Mimihagi is the Spirit King's right arm, and Li Lin now directly replaces the Spirit King in terms of mystical symbolism.
When Nigu Caizang saw Li Lin, he immediately sensed divine power emanating from him.
In fact, this was something Li Lin did on purpose.
After all, if he wanted to hide it, he could conceal the divine power within him.
After all, he was just a shadow at this moment. He did win the battle against Unohana, but that didn't mean he was invincible as a shadow.
boyutpedia