Through the Grim Reaper: Becoming Strong Begins with Doing Good Things

The evil spiritual pressure soared into the sky, stirring in the narrow cave.

Ichigo's mouth, eyes, and nose crazily gushed out white matter, and he had already begun to blur!
"Looks like it's hopeless!" Jinta Hanagari folded his hands on his chest, looking at Ichigo and said.

"Prepare to implement rescue measures!" Tsumuya said eagerly.

"Wait." Urahara Kisuke hurriedly stopped him.

"The general 'whole' degenerates into a void, and the spirit will explode and then recombine into a virtual body."

"But Mr. Kurosaki's spiritual body still maintains a complete appearance, and Xu's mask has not yet formed. It shows that he is struggling to resist the erosion of Xu."

His face was heavy, and now he could only rely on Ichigo's own will.

"Whether to become a god of death or a ghost, the result is only a moment, let's take a closer look."

Everyone stopped and stared nervously at Ichigo.

"If I'm just watching like this, there's no need for me to come." Sifengyuan Weiming said lightly.

"Thank you for taking care of my body."

He stepped forward and came to Kurosaki Ichigo's side.

The white matter is frantically agitated, like a beast that has invaded its territory.

Mimei Sifengin stretched out his right hand, and gently pressed it against Ichigo's forehead.

"Soul enchantment!"

The terrifying Reiatsu erupted instantly, and the little Reiatsu on Ichigo could only shiver in a corner.

The whole world is chaotic and distorted, and countless high-rise buildings are constantly changing directions. This is Ichigo's inner world.

Mimei Sifengin wandered in the air, passed through the tall buildings, and headed towards Ichigo.

"Ichigo. Ichigo."

Hearing the familiar call, Kurosaki Ichigo opened his eyes.

An old man with long hair was floating in mid-air in front of him, and it was he who kept calling.

"Who are you?" Ichigo asked blankly.

"Who am I? Why do you ask this question! I am @￥%#!" the uncle said suspiciously.

What is he saying?Why can't I hear his name!
Looking at the puzzled Ichigo, the uncle suddenly realized: "So you still can't hear my name."

"How many times do I have to say it before you can hear me! You are the person who knows me best in the world, but you can't say my name!"

"Sorry!" Ichigo was confused: "In my impression, I have never known such a gloomy person like you."

The building suddenly flipped upright, and Ichigo fell from the wall bewildered.

"what!!!"

The strong sense of weightlessness made Ichigo's hair stand on end, and the ground was getting closer and closer, and he kept yelling.

The long-haired uncle jumped down and quickly caught up with the falling Ichigo.

"You can still scream now, I really admire your courage."

"Don't worry, the God of Death's duty is to control death! You will be fine."

"But I'm not the god of death anymore!" Ichigo waved his arms in a panic, trying to slow down the falling speed.

"Remember quickly, the power of death that belongs to you! Sifengin Weiming only wiped out the Reiatsu that belonged to Rukia on you, but your own Reiatsu is still there."

"What you have to do now is to find the box containing your death power from among the countless boxes that have fallen before the world is destroyed."

Along with the destruction of the world, countless white boxes fell from the sky like snowflakes.

The long-haired uncle stopped in mid-air, looking at Ichigo worriedly.

"There's no time! If you can't find it, you'll become void!"

"Ichigo!"

He turned his head to look at the edge of the world, which was the direction Sifengyuan Weiming was coming from.

"Why did you come here?" the uncle murmured.

Following the induction of spiritual pressure, Weiming of Sifengyuan headed towards Yihu.But the tall building beside him kept retreating, and the distance between him and Ichigo did not shorten at all.

The world is against me!Weiming of Sifengyuan pondered.

"This is not the place you should come to, Sifengyuan Weiming!"

An arrogant voice sounded, and a figure appeared from behind the tall building.

He looks exactly like Ichigo except for his pale body.

"Xubai?" Sifengyuan Weiming thought suspiciously: "Or Bai Yihu?"

Is this guy awake now?
"Are you going to kill them all? You even hunted them down to the spiritual space."

Bai Yihu raised his knife and pointed at Sifengyuan Weiming, his eyes were full of murderous intent: "I am not that trash of Ichigo, am I ready to accept death?"

Sifengyuan Weiming rubbed his chin, he liked this movement more and more.

Why so confident?

The pale Zanpakuto struck from the right, Shiraichigo had a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

Sifengyuan Weiming chuckled, stretched out his right hand and flicked lightly on the blade.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound reverberated around, and the huge force knocked Bai Yihu into the air in an instant, crashing through three buildings before stopping.

The newly awakened Bai Yihu is not yet qualified to compete with Sifengyuan Weiming.

"Now is not the time to be entangled with you!" Sifengin Weiming said in a low voice, the most urgent thing is to slow down the speed of Ichigo's ghosting.

He pulled out the Zanpakuto, and the blade turned into the river of forgetfulness flowing in all directions, spreading across the entire world in an instant.

With the support of Wang Chuan, the entire inner world seemed to be immobilized by magic and stopped collapsing.

The long-haired uncle in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, so that Ichigo can slowly find his own strength.

The soft touch came, and Ichigo felt that he had fallen into the ocean, his whole body was wrapped by the current, and it was strange that he didn't feel suffocated.

Countless white boxes were imprisoned by invisible forces, standing still in the void.

what happened?Ichigo didn't know what happened, but he kept his mission in mind to find out the box that belonged to him.

But these countless boxes look exactly the same, and finding a specific one is no less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

"Why did you help that trash!" Bai Yihu, who was restrained by Wangchuan, struggled hard: "Let me control this body, I must be better than him!"

Sifengyuan Weiming flicked his fingers, and the water of Wangchuan blocked his mouth, no matter how hard Shiro Ichigo struggled, it was futile.

"I remember!" Ichigo said excitedly.

Ishida Uryu once told him that the soul of the god of death is red!

red!Got you!
Sifengin Weiming smiled gratifiedly, Wang Chuan's power returned to the scabbard, and he stepped out of Ichigo's inner world with one step.

Ichigo opened his eyes, and the red spirit vein was close in front of him. He stretched out his hands to grab it and pulled it hard.

The box connected to the spirit network was opened, revealing the handle of the Zanpakuto.

"You really found it!" The long-haired uncle quietly floated behind him.

"Then next, I can let you know my name!"

Ichigo's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly understood the identity of the uncle.

A violent shock came, and the whole world collapsed at an accelerated rate.

"This world is about to collapse! Pull out the knife quickly!" the long-haired uncle reminded anxiously.

Ichigo stretched out his right hand, grasped the handle of the knife and pulled it out forcefully.

Outside, at the bottom of the deep pit, Sifengyuan Weiming opened his eyes.

The whole face of Ichigo in front of him was covered by white substance, and the huge empty hole in his chest was still spreading.

"I can't hold it any longer! Manager." His face changed, and the spiritual pressure on Yihu's body had completely turned into nothingness.

He formed seals with both hands, and the spiritual pressure fluctuated violently: "I want to switch the 'forbidden' to a block type, and destroy him before he becomes void."

"The 99 second swastikas that bind the Tao!"

"The first song stops tension!"

Huge white cloth wraps tightly around Ichigo, restricting his movements.

"Stop it, Teacher Tie Zhai!" Sifeng Yuan Weiming hastily stopped him.

Although puzzled, Ling Tieshai still stopped the spiritual pressure and did not continue to release ghosts.

"If you don't make a song, it's enough, it's a blockbuster! Kurosaki Ichigo, don't let everyone down!"

Sifengyuan Weiming's heart was hot, staring closely at the big cocoon wrapped in white cloth strips.