"Yes, Inozen-sama."

Rigid, serious, and unwavering, it seems to be just right for Dongxian Yao. As always, he never disobeyed the instructions of Aizen Sosuke.

When Dongxian was about to step forward and prepare to take away part of Zhang Han's soul, Ichimaru Silver took a sideways step and raised his hand to stop him.

"Silver?"

Aizen said. The tone was questioning, but there was no puzzled expression on his face.

"This kind of tedious little thing still doesn't need to bother Captain Dongxian, I'll just come."

Ichimaru Silver smiled, and without waiting for Aizen and Dongxian to answer, he squatted down, pressed his right hand on Zhang Han's chest, his hand was wrapped in milky white light, and his five fingers opened slightly, slowly probing into Zhang Han's body. After a while, Ichimaru Silver took back his right hand, holding a white bead in his hand, which exuded a warm light, which was the essence condensed by a part of the soul in Zhang Han's body.

Ichimaru Silver stood up, spread his palm and handed the soul spirit to Aizen Yusuke, and said, "I left a spiritual power in that child's body, Captain Aizen won't blame me for making the decision, right?" ”

"No, you're doing well, Silver." Out of nowhere, Aizen took out a glass-like transparent container, put the soul spirit into it, and said unhurriedly, "That kid's physique is too weak, if he takes the soul like this and ignores it, he won't live tomorrow." ”

"Actually, I'm still looking forward to his future."

Future? Is there a future for the Grim Reaper, who has had a part of his soul taken?

Ichimaru Silver sneered in his heart, and that beautiful figure flashed in his mind again. Ranju, what will your future look like? Anyway, I'll get it back and give you a full future! Definitely!

"Let's go," Aizen turned around and left slowly, his gentle voice with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Silver, if that kid can be admitted to the Mao Spiritual Academy, recruit him to the third team." ”

Aizen Sosuke, who is obviously the captain of the fifth team, can give instructions to the captain of the third team, Ichimaru Gin, in a commanding tone, and if it were other gods of death who saw this scene, they would definitely be speechless in surprise. However, Tosen, who left with Aizen and Ichimaru Gin, didn't feel anything strange, they were all so harmonious together, and it was right.

In the distance, the Silent Soul Court, which has stood for thousands of years, is destined to set off a storm because of the three of them.

Think about it, think about it, what is that red light?

"A knife, it's a knife! Falling from the sky and running through my head! ”

Yesterday's scene appeared in Zhang Han's mind over and over again as if it were a replay. As usual, he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, walked out of the gate of the community, and suddenly raised his head, but saw a knife falling from the sky with a red shimmer, and before he could react, it had already pierced his head.

That's it!

O Nima! Captain Aizen! Silver! Want! This is the world of the Grim Reaper!

From the moment the three of them approached Zhang Han, their conversation came into their ears clearly. The not-so-long conversation made Zhang Han panic and tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

No amount of scolding, cursing, roaring, or even praying and pleading in my heart can change the fact that a part of my soul has been taken away by Aizen.

Pain?

Zhang Han didn't feel any pain, but because of the spiritual power that Ichimaru Yin left in his body, there was a warm air flow in his chest that gradually spread to the rest of his body.

Unlike Matsumoto Ranju, she had lost consciousness when she had taken away part of her soul by Aizen, while Zhang Han had been awake, but her body couldn't move, and she obviously felt that something was missing in her heart.

"Aizen Sosuke, I won't let you go!" Zhang Han swore fiercely in his heart.

With the overwhelming feeling of dizziness, Zhang Han fell into a coma again.

The lonely autumn wind blew off the withered yellow leaves, and fell on Zhang Han one by one, and in the silent woods, there was only the rustle of leaves flying.

Zhang Han lay quietly in the bushes, the knife in his right hand glowing faintly red, and it was easy to ignore it if he didn't look closely. The dark red light flickered and flickered, like a human breath, and with the flickering of the light, the spirit child floating in the air threw itself into the red light like a swallow returning.

I don't know how long it took, as if I felt Zhang Han's fragile body that would lose its life at any time, a warm air flow came from the black and red hilt, and it entered the body along Zhang Han's right hand, and the pale and somewhat frightening face began to gradually become a little bloody.

It didn't take long for the warm current from the slashing knife to touch the spiritual power that Ichimaru Silver had left in his body, and instantly transformed from the mild sunlight into a fierce beast that chose to devour people, wrapping it up, intending to devour and assimilate it.

If the spiritual power left by Ichimaru Silver hadn't collided with the spiritual power of the Slashing Knife entering Zhang Han's body, it would have gradually been discharged from the body after nourishing the cells in the body, after all, it was not the spiritual power that Zhang Han had cultivated by himself, and it was not compatible with the body.

However, the two spiritual powers collided together, one was small but extremely condensed, and the other was transformed from the continuous absorption of spiritual sons by the Slashing Knife, and the two spiritual powers fought on Zhang Han's body as the battlefield.

At first, the spiritual power transformed by the Slashing Knife was too rough, even if the quantity was large, the gap in quality was too obvious, and when it touched the spiritual power of Ichimaru Silver, it was like an egg hitting a stone, and it collapsed at the touch of a button. As time passed, Zhang Han's body unconsciously helped the slashing knife compress and condense the spirit son, and gradually fought with the other party.

Although Ichimaru Silver's spiritual power is strong, it is rootless duckweed after all, and under the joint efforts of Zhang Han and the Slashing Sword, it was gradually devoured and assimilated, and it didn't take long for it to disappear.

Zhang Han, who fell into a coma, didn't know how much he had gained, and now the spiritual power that was unconsciously circulating in his body was much more condensed than that of an ordinary god of death. After all, he has been competing with the captain-level spiritual power for a long time, and it is impossible to win the other party without evolving.

If you want to talk about the benefits, this is only a small part, and the really big benefit is to devour the spiritual power of Ichimaru Gin. Specifically, it's not how good that part of the spiritual power is, but the arrangement of the spiritual children in the spiritual power.

The composition of the corpse soul realm, whether it is mountains, water, plants and trees, flowers, birds, insects, fish, beasts, or even people, without exception, is all composed of spirit sons. Since it is composed of spiritual sons, the only way to distinguish what is mountain, what is water, and what is human is the way of spiritual sons.

Countless kinds of spirit sub are arranged and combined into different species, and the spiritual power cultivated by the god of death is no exception, with its own unique arrangement of spirit subs, or the way of composition.

Since it is the arrangement of spiritual sons, then there are high and low, and the manifestation is the level of spiritual pressure, which is roughly divided into one to nine levels.

Among them, the sixth-level spiritual pressure is almost at the vice-captain level, and the seventh-level and above is the captain-level. In the Corpse Soul Realm, whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, if they can reach the level of seventh-level spiritual pressure or above, they are definitely the characters at the top of the pyramid.