Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

After hearing what Ulquiorra said, Yammy said angrily and helplessly: "It's not him, but another god of death." He was talking about Gin Ichimaru.

At this point, there was disgust in his words: "You're jumping up and down like a fly. It's really troublesome."

Obviously, although he defeated Tosen Yaoi, he also suffered a loss in the fight with Ichimaru Gin.

"Hey, Ulquiorra, let's change opponents. I'll deal with this sandbag and you take care of the fly." Yammy suddenly said, showing his grim teeth.

Ulquiorra glanced at him, "It seems you haven't released your Zanpakutō yet."

Ya Mi continued to grin, "Your opponent looks a bit stronger."

After saying this, he burst into laughter, his arrogance evident throughout.

"I refuse." Ulquiorra refused decisively.

The two of them treated each other as nothing and started chatting. Nnoitra was so angry that he was shaking all over. When had he ever been treated like this? He had been determined to become the strongest since he became conscious and kill all those who looked down on him. Even Aizen, Li Chuan did not take him seriously at all. One day, he would kill them all.

Ya Mi's casual words completely ignited his anger.

Yami was about to speak when he suddenly felt a terrifying spiritual pressure surging around him. It became increasingly powerful and within the blink of an eye it was rising into the sky, distorting the air around him, shredding it into pieces, making it impossible to see its true shape.

"Oh?" Ya Mi pretended to be surprised, looking at him mockingly and sneering.

What kind of threat could Nnoitra, who had already become a lackey of the Grim Reaper, pose? He naturally thought that he was a disgrace to Hueco Mundo, and even the lowly Killian was nobler than him.

Nnoitra saw all of Yami's taunts, his angry eyes seemed to tear him into pieces, and he spoke word by word, cold as ice: "Yami."

"Yami."

"I am going to kill you!"

The accumulated volcano could no longer remain silent and it erupted violently, rising into the sky. The roar sounded like thunder in the desert area, rolling like a tide, unstoppable.

He jumped high, raised the double crescent sickles above his head, and poured all his anger down on Yami's head.

......

"Hmph." Aizen watched with interest. He was worried that he had no help. It would be even better if they started fighting among themselves. It seemed that Nnoitra could be trained. He would really help if anything happened.

Turning his head, Tosen was lying on the ground powerlessly, gasping for breath. He seemed to feel Aizen's gaze. Sorrow, fear, and hesitation all came together, and finally converged into one hope: "Lord Aizen, I..."

Looking at the situation of his subordinates, a hint of disappointment flashed in Aizen's eyes hidden behind the mirror.

After coming to Hueco Mundo, the vitality of Hueco Mundo was beyond his imagination. Before meeting Ulquiorra, he met the top-level Arrancar Achukas, whose strength after being released exceeded that of Tosen Kaname. He sighed slightly and thought that if it weren't for him, Tosen Kaname would have died many times.

If it were in the past, he would definitely recruit them under his command, but since he met Li Chuan, these guys are completely not to his eyes. After meeting Ulquiorra, he became more determined in what he had in mind.

As his horizons broadened, Aizen felt his heart surge with pride, and he decided that only Vastrode could be his disciple.

But, now he has to set a good example. Tosen has put some thought into his submission. Because of his special physique, absolute submission, and special status, if he dies here, the Soul Society will definitely investigate it thoroughly, which will affect his progress.

Thinking of this, the voice was as magical as always, and Tosen Kaname would be fascinated by it every time: "Kaname, you have tried your best. As long as Aizen Sosuke is still here, you are indispensable on the road to progress."

"Now, you have a good rest, I'll be there soon." The voice was like the warm sunshine in March, refreshing to the heart.

Tosen Kaname, who was originally lying on the ground, was so dazed and at a loss as to what to do, fearing that Aizen would abandon him. When he heard this, tears burst out of his eyes, like a lost child who had found his way home.

He choked out a low voice: "Lord Aizen."

Aizen withdrew his gaze and returned to Ulquiorra, his calm and healing smile unchanged.

Ulquiorra didn't know why, but he hated the Grim Reaper in front of him, as well as that smiling face, which seemed to be telling him to attack as much as he could, because he couldn't beat him.

He said coldly: "Don't be too proud, Death."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into a flash of lightning. When he reappeared, he was already standing in the air, looking down at Aizen. He stretched out his right hand, and spiritual pressure surged wildly to his fingertips.

An inexplicable aura extended from his body, and then black sparks appeared at his fingertips. As the sparks began to expand, they gradually formed into a black ball of light.

It was a black flash with tiny sparks on the surface.

With the appearance of the Black Hollow Flash, a wave of annihilation appeared in the field. Except for Aizen, all the Vastodes and Death Gods stood there with horror. Even though the Black Hollow Flash was only the size of an adult's fist, the aura it emitted frightened everyone present.

Tosen was suddenly calm, nothing could stop Lord Aizen.

Lord Aizen will be the next god.

Ichimaru Gin still kept smiling, his calm face showed no ripples. Since Li Chuan left, he, who was already taciturn, spoke even less.

From time to time, he would recall the sword that could kill everything, the space that could cut off the sky and the earth, the "back attack" that could not be detected and could be switched at will, and the white light that covered the sky and the sun.

Everything refreshed his cognition, and Li Chuan's joining also confirmed what he thought in his heart: this trip to Hueco Mundo was unprecedentedly smooth.

There was a cruel expectation on Nnoitra's face. Ulquiorra was very strong, even stronger than him, but far inferior to Li Chuan. Aizen might be able to subdue Li Chuan, and as long as Ulquiorra showed a flaw, he would most likely swallow him.

Thinking of this, he sneered sinisterly.

Just as he was thinking, he felt a sharp pain on the right side of his face. The huge force knocked him away. With a "wow" sound, several white teeth-like objects flew out along with blood foam, drawing a curve in the air. His body rolled back dozens of meters before stopping.

He looked embarrassed with his mouth full of white sand.

Yami walked forward and said, "I am really upset by your happy look."

At this time, Yami was holding a Zanpakuto in his right hand, and there were traces of blood on his left hand, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

With a wave of his hand, the coat on his body flew away in the wind, revealing his thick and ferocious body, which was hollow and empty. Upon closer inspection, his chest, back, and arms were densely covered with white fluid, of varying lengths and evenly distributed.

In the battle just now, Yami was slightly at a disadvantage.

He turned his head to look at Aizen, and he was no different from the beginning, gentle and calm, looking straight ahead as if he didn't notice anything, and ignoring the flash in the sky.

There was a rare solemnity in his eyes. Ulquiorra's Hollow Flash was definitely the most powerful among the eleven Vastodes. Was he planning to take it head-on? If so.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and the hand holding the Zanpakuto unconsciously increased the strength.