From Naruto, I became a god by hanging up

A complicated look appeared on Kashiwamura's face as Tosen questioned him.

He had never thought that several nobles in Soul Society would do such a heretical thing - dismembering the Soul King.

The mission of the Thirteen Court Guard Squadron was to protect the Soul King and maintain peace and order in the three realms.

However, now that the Soul King had suffered such a miserable end, their protection became meaningless and even a joke.

With a heavy heart, Kashiwamura looked at Captain Yamamoto involuntarily.

He hoped to see a hint of denial in the eyes of the Captain, a hint of ignorance of the matter.

However, Captain Yamamoto's face was as calm and deep as the water of the abyss. He closed his lips tightly and did not say a word.

This was undoubtedly a tacit agreement with Xingliu's statement.

This fact made Kashiwamura feel unbearable.

He could not accept that the idol he once admired actually knew about this matter from the beginning.

His heart was full of struggle and pain, and he felt ashamed to face the teammates who had fought side by side with him.

At this moment, his belief was completely overturned, and his heart was filled with endless confusion and loss.

Xingliu glanced at Kashiwamura's painful expression and the angry eyes of the people around him, and couldn't help but jokingly said:

"No way, no way, you guys are broken?"

"Then what would you think if I told you that the so-called Soul King Palace is actually a prison, and Aizen is the one who really sees through everything?"

Captain Yamamoto took a deep breath, his voice steady and powerful:

"Enough! We are inferior to others in skills, and we have nothing to say. You can kill or cut us, whatever you want."

He didn't dare to let Xingliu continue, otherwise even if they escaped this time, the Gotei 13 would be disbanded on the spot.

Xingliu chuckled, stroking his chin and fell into a brief contemplation.

Miroku tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, stood behind him, and looked at the people around him curiously.

"Well, I thought about it," Xingliu said slowly:

"Since your Spirit King has handed you over to me, if I kill you now, wouldn't it be a waste of my own money? That would be a big loss."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately felt that the suffocating spiritual pressure disappeared instantly.

They all breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of being suppressed and unable to move just now was really unbearable.

Captain Sanben also silently released the Bankai state.

He knew that he had no chance of winning in front of Xingliu.

Since the opponent had withdrawn the spiritual pressure, it would be meaningless for him to maintain Bankai.

After all, he was not like Aizen who liked to pretend.

For a while, the atmosphere on the field fell into a heavy silence.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xingliu, and his every word and action could affect their tense nerves.

After all, this existence could take their lives at any time, so they couldn't help but pay attention.

However, Xingliu was in deep entanglement at this moment.

Although the Soul King had handed over this world to him, people's thoughts were free after all.

It was not easy to make these people obey his orders.

Unless he chose to kill people, let the world return to chaos, and then reorganize the order.

But this approach was too troublesome and violated his principles of being a human being.

Xingliu believed that he was not a good person, but he was not a devil.

He could not imagine that he really destroyed all the creatures in a world. Even if he just imagined it, he felt unbearable.

What's more, he promised the Soul King that there would not be too many casualties.

Besides, whether it was the Death God or the Aizen side, they all had talents and strengths that could not be underestimated.

If they could be brought under his command and used for their own purposes, it would undoubtedly be a good thing.

Izuna had always complained about the heavy workload. If these people could be sent to assist him, he would probably have no complaints.

After careful consideration, Xingliu suddenly had an idea and thought of a brilliant way.

The world of the gods of death will eventually merge with the world of Naruto, and the gods of death are essentially just spirits.

At that time, he can let these gods of death help him manage the underworld, so that the impact on the two worlds can be minimized.

However, there is still a key problem to be solved in this plan: who should be selected to take on the management position.

Xingliu actually prefers to choose Aizen.

Although this person is ambitious, his ability is undoubtedly outstanding and cannot be ignored.

However, Aizen's subordinates are rotten fish and shrimp. Letting them participate in the battle may be barely enough, but if they are asked to take charge of management work, I am afraidI'm afraid they will all quit soon.

If the Shinigami were to work for Aizen, there would probably be an embarrassing situation of "obeying orders but not instructions".

After all, in the eyes of the Shinigami, Aizen is a traitor. Even if they know the truth now, it's not easy to change their minds.

If Aizen finds it troublesome, he might wipe them all out in anger.

As time passed, the atmosphere on the field became more and more depressing.

Even a figure like Aizen couldn't help but frown, not understanding what Xingliu was thinking.

Fortunately, at this time, Xingliu's eyes lit up, clapped his hands, and said excitedly: "I thought of it!"

Then he turned to Aizen and Yamamoto and began to elaborate on his plan.

However, as Xingliu spoke, Yamamoto and Aizen's faces gradually became strange.

Xingliu's words seemed to reshape their worldview, making them feel unbelievable.

"What? This world will merge with other worlds after a while?" Yamamoto asked in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

Can the world merge? This is simply a fantasy in their eyes.

"That's right, and in order to decide who will work for me, we will have to hold a competition."

Xingliu smiled and said, "The prize is the opportunity to work for me."

Hearing this, Aizen and Yamamoto couldn't help but frown.

They felt that Xingliu was insulting them.

Even if Xingliu is powerful, he can't look down on them like this, right?

However, when Xingliu said "The salary is to get the power of the Soul King", the eyes of the two suddenly lit up. This condition is undoubtedly very tempting, so they can't refuse.

"That's fine." Aizen took the lead and expressed his willingness to accept Xingliu's proposal.

Although Yamamoto was a little hesitant, considering that he could get the power of the Soul King, he finally nodded and agreed.

Xingliu looked at Aizen with some doubts. The words this guy just agreed made him clench his teeth.

He even felt that he was being sarcastic to him, but looking at Aizen's gratuitous expression, Xingliu felt that he might have been wrong.