Chapter 370: Before the Thousand Year Blood War
Hueco Mundo.
A realm of endless white sands and oppressive skies, devoid of time and color. It was here that Kenpachi Azashiro resided—albeit reluctantly.
He didn’t like Hueco Mundo. In fact, he found it detestable.
The terrain was dull, an endless desert of yellow-white sand, bleached trees, and ruins without history. The reiryoku-rich air was sharp and unsettling, and the hollow presence—the constant oppressive pressure of spiritual beasts—made his skin crawl. To him, this place wasn’t a battlefield. It was a graveyard.
But what kept him here wasn’t the location—it was the man standing in the room beside him.
Kyo Mazuru.
Though Azashiro wouldn’t admit it aloud, he found the man fascinating. Especially after hearing the incredible revelation: over two hundred and fifty years ago, Azashiro had fused his being with all of Seireitei using Urozakuro’s unique ability. And even through that fusion, he never uncovered a hidden realm—a spiritual anomaly buried in the heart of Seireitei that Mazuru had discovered.
A mysterious spiritual space... housing an army of ancient enemies sealed away from history.
At first, Kenpachi Azashiro hadn’t believed it.
Even now, the thought twisted in his mind like a splinter. How could such a place exist without his knowledge? How could something like this escape the notice of the Gotei 13, of the Central 46, of him, the Eighth Kenpachi?
He didn’t like the feeling.
But that was in the past.