Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Running Out of Time

Muken—a place where countless once-glorious figures have been imprisoned.

Most of them are here because they committed unforgivable crimes. Among them, the majority are former captains of various divisions. They possessed immense power and lived through countless years. Over such an extended period, even the slightest wavering of will or the birth of heretical thoughts could lead to grave offenses.

Yet, because of their overwhelming strength, executing them outright wasn’t an option. Instead, they were locked away in this prison.

It didn’t take long for Masatsuki Aozaki to lock onto his first target—

A man who looked utterly worn out.

His wrists and ankles were bound by heavy shackles, his body restrained near a massive pillar. His movements were limited to a mere three-meter radius around it. His disheveled hair hung over his shoulders, his tattered clothes barely clinging to his body, and his vacant eyes remained cast downward.

Masatsuki Aozaki didn’t recognize this man, but the faint traces of captain-level Reiatsu lingering around him made one thing clear—before his imprisonment, he must have been a prominent figure.

As Masatsuki approached, the man seemed to sense something. Slowly, he opened his weary eyes, gazing at him in confusion. Then, upon seeing Masatsuki’s composed and effortless demeanor, his face revealed a hint of surprise.

Under normal circumstances, the only ones who could enter Muken were:

Criminals like him—powerful beings guilty of heinous crimes.

Members of the First Division’s special forces, clad in uniform, responsible for patrolling the prison.

Or the high-ranking officials of Seireitei who wielded authority.

But someone like Masatsuki Aozaki, dressed in a black cloak, clearly didn’t fit into any of these categories.

A man lurking in the shadows—he could be nothing but trouble.

"You..." the man muttered instinctively.

The outer walls of this prison were constructed with Sekkiseki, blocking the flow of Reishi. Inside, layers of barriers were set up, restricting both the space and the prisoners themselves. This design ensured that inmates remained as powerless as possible.

Though the man seemed relatively unrestricted, in truth, he couldn’t even exert a tenth of his former strength.

And yet, the black-robed figure before him—unshackled, moving freely through this space as if completely unaffected—was clearly someone formidable.

Who is this guy...?

A flicker of fear crossed the man’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.

Masatsuki Aozaki, however, gave him no time to think. With a slight shake of his head, he vanished in an instant.

A sharp pain shot through the man’s chest.

His eyes widened, pupils contracting in shock.

So fast!

Even in a place like this, someone could move that fast?

He hadn’t even seen it happen.

Looking down, he saw a pale hand piercing straight through his chest.

Agonizing pain twisted his expression.

"Sorry, I’m in a hurry," Masatsuki Aozaki said, his voice devoid of emotion.

The man’s face contorted in disbelief.

He had assumed this intruder had come to Muken for some kind of scheme. Maybe even to create enough chaos for an escape.

After all, he had been imprisoned for slaughtering nobles—a crime considered absolutely unforgivable in Seireitei.

A six-thousand-year sentence. Practically no different from a death sentence.

For a brief moment, a glimmer of hope had sparked in his heart.

But now, that hope was instantly crushed.

He never imagined that the reason this man had come... was to take his life.

An enemy?

How?

He had been locked away for centuries—who would still hold a grudge against him?

Unless... had he failed to kill all his enemies before he was imprisoned? Had someone survived?

Masatsuki Aozaki said nothing. He simply withdrew his hand.

Resting in his palm was a bead, glowing with a brilliant green light.

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