Chapter 72 - The Supreme Wise King

Chapter 72 - The Supreme Wise King

The scene before him and Gilgamesh's words left Muramasa utterly bewildered.

His mind felt as if it were in a haze.

'What is going on?'

'Where did this golden throne come from?'

'How does he know my abilities?'

One question after another filled Muramasa's mind, leaving him completely puzzled.

His gaze then shifted to Kennō, which was embedded in the ground.

The current situation was exactly what he wanted.

No matter what Gilgamesh's intentions were, Muramasa was confident that he could make Gilgamesh's efforts futile.

Without hesitation, Muramasa's form faded into the void, activating his ability: Zanpakutō Brainwash.

Muramasa could enter an enemy's inner world and instill thoughts of rebellion against their master, awakening the Zanpakutō's instinct to fight.

The incited Zanpakutō spirit would separate from its master's soul, manifesting in the real world and stripping its master of their Zanpakutō's abilities.

Moreover, the materialized Zanpakutō would oppose its original master in a manner pleasing to Muramasa.

This ability had long caused the upper echelons of the Soul Society to be wary of Muramasa, even going to great lengths to destroy him.

However, Muramasa's ability had a limitation: it was ineffective against those with a closed heart.

To activate his power, he needed to first enter the opponent's inner world. If the heart was closed, Muramasa couldn't enter and his ability would fail.

Initially, Muramasa had concerns that Gilgamesh, knowing his name and abilities, might also know his weakness and have closed his heart.

But as soon as Muramasa entered Gilgamesh's inner world, all his worries dissipated.

What followed was an unprecedented shock.

Since his birth, Muramasa had entered the inner worlds of countless Shinigami, including some captain-level Shinigami.

But he had never seen an inner world like this.

Muramasa found himself standing on a star.

Looking down, he seemed to see a miniature version of the Seireitei, the Soul Society, and even Hueco Mundo and the World of the Living.

Looking up, he saw countless brilliant stars filling the sky.

For some reason, Muramasa suddenly felt that each of those countless stars in the sky represented a world, just like the star beneath his feet.

Standing on a star, with worlds adorning the sky like stars.

Muramasa couldn't fathom what kind of person could possess such a grand, magnificent, and beautiful inner world.

Compared to this, Muramasa felt that the inner world of Kōga, which he had inhabited for countless years, was so small, insignificant, and simple.

Even his own ambitions seemed trivial before this inner world.

Muramasa's resolve began to waver.

As his resolve wavered, the ferocious spiritual pressure of the Hollows he had consumed started to counterattack, attempting to seize control of his body.

Black spiritual pressure began to seep from Muramasa's body, his eyes turning a Hollow-like crimson, and bone-like masks started forming on his face.

Muramasa's expression twisted with ferocity. He knew this was the price of consuming Hollows; a moment's lapse could result in a counterattack.

Muramasa was unwilling to be overwhelmed. He hadn't found Kōga yet, hadn't achieved his ambitions. How could he be overtaken? How could he become a mindless Hollow?

At that moment, a voice suddenly spoke in his ear, "Are you Muramasa, the one the King mentioned?"

Before Muramasa could react, steady footsteps approached from afar, each step seeming to echo in his heart.

When Muramasa regained his senses, he realized the Hollows within him were trembling in fear, retreating back into his body.

Quickly recovering, Muramasa was left in shock.

He couldn't understand why the Hollows within him feared this voice or the approaching footsteps.

While Muramasa was lost in thought, a pair of feet clad in golden boots came into his view.

Looking up instinctively, Muramasa saw a handsome youth with golden hair and red eyes, dressed in ancient Uruk's regal attire, his chest exposed, wearing a white bull-horned crown, and exuding a noble aura, looking at him with an authoritative presence.

In a daze, Muramasa felt as if he were being gazed upon by a supreme king, causing him to involuntarily tense up, avoiding eye contact.

But quickly, Muramasa noticed something. He hurriedly looked back at the handsome youth's face.

He saw that this youth looked remarkably similar to Gilgamesh, almost like an older version of him.

Muramasa realized this youth was the manifestation of Kennō.

Honestly, Muramasa had never encountered a Zanpakutō manifestation that resembled its master so closely.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Muramasa did not hesitate to use his Zanpakutō Brainwash ability.

Meanwhile, in the real world.

Yoruichi had arrived, leaping into Gilgamesh's lap, and asked, "What's going on?"

Gilgamesh gently stroked Yoruichi's body, responding, "Nothing much, just encountering an interesting Zanpakutō I want to make my own."

Yoruichi was stunned, not quite understanding what Gilgamesh meant.

An interesting Zanpakutō? Could a Zanpakutō act on its own? And by making it his own, did he mean the Zanpakutō or its Shinigami?

Gilgamesh knew what Yoruichi was thinking but didn't plan to explain.

This situation was best witnessed firsthand.

Soon, Muramasa's form materialized from the void, with Kennō beside him.

Yoruichi noticed this and looked up.

Seeing the grotesque-looking Muramasa with long nails and wearing a white robe, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Her initial impression of Muramasa's appearance was distasteful.

Not lingering on Muramasa, Yoruichi's gaze shifted to Kennō beside him.

She was stunned, her face full of disbelief.

Gilgamesh, observing the manifested Kennō, felt a sense of nostalgia.

When Kennō was born, it chose a form it deemed most fitting.

And it had chosen the form of the supreme wise king returned from his quest for immortality—Gilgamesh!

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