183 Returns! The Dream of the Star and the Wild Dog God!
"Roar~"
A giant ape turned from an iceberg beat its chest and screamed in the sky. In an instant, the temperature in the barrier dropped to absolute zero, and everything visible to the naked eye quickly froze, turning into a white ten-foot-long ice field!
"Boom!"
The cold current in the sky, driven by the hurricane, constantly hits the surrounding glaciers, and ice chips and fragments are swaying in the air like goose feathers and heavy snow...
Taichi Feng Shen looked at the incredible scene in front of him, exhaling while releasing the last of his spiritual pressure to resist the freezing temperature!
However, under Kazama Zeno's majestic spiritual pressure, his remaining spiritual power was not enough to withstand the severe cold around him. Soon, the cold breath spread along his legs——
Even the blood in his body seemed to be affected by the extreme cold, slowly slowing down its flow, as if the water in his body was really frozen!
"Wind Demon! Since you insist on seeking death, then I will send you to hell with great mercy! Then..."
Zeno Kazama smiled evilly, lifted his Zanpakutō upside down, pointed the blade downward, and then thrust it into the frozen soil, and whispered: "Dragonfly Cut Final Style: Frozen Hundred Thousand Miles Vajra Burial!"
"Roar~"
Just hearing a howl, the iceberg-like giant ape fell to the ground on all fours, carrying the cold wind and snow from the sky and the ground, and rushed over like flying!
But Fengshen Taiyi, because his body was troubled by the ice, could only watch the giant ape open its mouth full of fangs and pounce towards him fiercely——
"Jie Jie Jie..." Feng Jian Yoshio is sure of victory, with a glimmer of victory already shining in his eyes: Farewell, Feng Mo!
"Tch...is that the end of it? No..."
Feng Shen Taiyi suddenly closed his eyes. It wasn't until the huge ape was approaching that he opened his eyes and shouted loudly:
"Tian Tian Wuxin Itka Ryu·Final Style: God's Dream One Sword Style!"
"Boom!"
A dull and breathtaking thunder sounded over the ice field, and then a yellow flash passed through the flying snow, suddenly penetrated the body of the giant ape, and then dragged a long stream of light straight towards the good man Kazama!
"So fast!"
Yoshio Kazama was shocked: the stream of light was approaching in an instant, but he didn't even have time to react. He could only forcefully infuse his whole body with powerful spiritual pressure to resist the flash of light——
"laugh!"
The yellow light flashed past, and the heavy snow in the sky was flying, but the good man Fengjian on the ground had a tense look on his face:
There was a "chi" sound, and a foot-long hole opened in the dragonfly treasure robe on his chest, followed by a stream of bright red blood spurting out in all directions!
But,
He actually turned around, looked at Taiyi, the God of Wind, who appeared behind him, and grinned: "Jie, Jie, Jie, Feng Mo! You should aim at my head!"
"Hu~ha~hu~"
Feng Shen Taiyi, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, hunched over and stood tremblingly on the snow, breathing heavily:
His left arm was weak and his legs were trembling. He could barely hold himself up by relying on the Zanpakutō Ninety-nine that acted as a crutch under his right arm!
"Jie Jie Jie... It's true, I gave you a chance but you didn't use it, Feng Mo!"
While Kazama Yoshio was treating his wounds with Kidō, he let out a weird "Jie Jie" smile: "It's just a little bit worse! What a pity..."
"Yeah……"
Feng Shen Taiyi stood up slightly, turned his head to look at the proud Yoshio Kazama, and continued: "Well, then look at... what is this?!", and took out a square piece.
Small objects.
"What?! You bastard actually-"
Yoshio Kazama's expression suddenly became a little panicked. He searched all over his body but couldn't find what he wanted, so he shouted with an inward look:
"Wind Demon! I'm warning you! The King's Seal is the most precious treasure of my royal family. Don't--bastard!!! Stop it, ahhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhh-"
Yoshio Kazama turned pale with fright. Regardless of the severe pain of the cracked wound, he rushed towards Feng Shen Taiyi like a mad buffalo——
However, before that, Feng Shen Taichi had already raised his Zanpakutō Nine-Nine above his head with one hand, aimed at the royal seal at his feet, and slashed it down——
"Whoops~"
Almost instantly, the entire barrier space suddenly froze, as if someone pressed the pause button:
The wind stopped, the snow stopped, time stopped, the sound disappeared, and the picture remained still:
I saw Yoshio Kazama keeping his lunging posture in mid-air, while Taichi Kazama kept splitting the King's Seal with his Zanpakutō Ninety-Nine!
"Click~"
After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking in the barrier space, and then a dazzling light shot into the sky, followed by a loud noise, and the royal seal suddenly exploded——
Just like a landslide and a tsunami, a majestic golden energy burst out in all directions, shaking the mountains and mountains wherever it passed, and the sea and sky rolled back:
In an instant, the mountain forest collapsed, the earth cracked, and in just the blink of an eye, the vast and dense forest of wet bones turned into a ruin!
…
"I...had a dream about the ice field...
It feels like... there's ice all around...
It seems... to crush me... to wrap me up completely...
I hear voices... and echoes...
There was a 'rumble' in the distance, like thunder...
I don't know where I am...
I don’t know what to do either…
In that dream, I was... powerless, but I always felt that there was a mysterious power sealed under the ice field, ready to move...
what is that……
What on earth is there?"
Two days later,
In the first year (1) class of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy,
A young man with short black hair slowly woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Saito Getitong's beautiful face reflected in his pair of dark eyes:
"You fell asleep again, Taichi!"
Saito Getogiri pretended to be angry and said to his deskmate who stared at him in a daze when he woke up:
"It's better not to stay up late from now on! I see that you only go to class and sleep every day. It really affects my study!"
"Uh, Yuetong..."
"What's wrong?"
Saito Getogiri blinked his big red eyes and stared at the short-haired boy, with a sly smile on his lips and said:
"Do you want to borrow my homework again? Hehe! No way!"
"No... I seem... to have lost my memory..."
The short-haired boy, Feng Shen Taichi, rubbed his head vigorously, only to feel dizzy inside, as if he had been hit by a pig!
"Taiyi, it's been three months since you transferred to another class! Every time you copy homework, you just keep the same few sentences, and there's nothing new at all!"
Saito Tsukigiri smiled and leaned against Fugami Taichi's ear, whispering: "However, I won't lend it to you this time! Because...this class is taught by Ou Nahara-sensei!"
"Teacher Ou Nahara? Oh... Ou Nahara Yangoro... our homeroom teacher?"
Taichi Feng Shen withdrew his gaze from Saito Getogiri, shook his dizzy head, and then turned his gaze to the cherry blossom tree with lots of pink flowers outside the window:
what happened?
The memory of these two days... seems to have disappeared!
My mind is a mess,
I always feel like something is about to break out of its shell...
But,
I...can't remember it...
In the past two days, what on earth happened...
"Good morning! Classmates! I want to announce something very important in this class!"
Wearing a black kimono, the head teacher of the first grade class, Ou Nahara Yangoro, opened the door, walked to the podium of the amphitheater, looked at the Shinigami students with stern eyes, and said:
"Afternoon! At two o'clock in the afternoon, all the students in the special promotion class participated in the soul burial drill on time!
The location is at the Moon Watching Platform behind Xiaojing Lake! At that time, the best six reincarnations of this year will be:
Hisagi Shuhei, Aolu, and Kanazawa Hotaru jointly open the world-traveling gate and guide everyone to the present world for soul burial exercises!
Chapter completed!