I have a Zanpakutō

……

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

After pulling the soul world into the inner world, Zhang Han gave a lesson called 'My territory is my own' to all the proud gods of death.Knowing it with emotion and motivating it with reason, finally persuaded the gods of death to surrender to him.

Knowing that there is no room for redemption, Jingle Shunsui consciously gave up the position of the captain and handed it over to Mako Hirako. The various teams were reorganized one after another, starting a new life in the spirit world.

In the following time, Zhang Han connected the worlds of Marvel, Pirates, Zhu Xian, and Fairy Tail with the spirit world.Gradually, the spirit world became the hub of the heavens and the destination of all the dead.

And he himself, did not stop walking, kept shuttling through the worlds, tempering himself, in order to reach the perfect state of Dacheng.

"Are you leaving again?"

Hill hugged a boy about five or six years old and walked to Zhang Han's side.

That was their child, named Zhang Yue.

In recent years, not only Hill, but Hancock, Mebis, Estes and other women have also been pregnant with children one after another. Just as Zhang Han thought, having a child will instantly eliminate a lot of conflicts in the family. Cut, but the cold war and quarrel is an essential program every day.

He has become completely numb to this, and he is too lazy to bother...

They have known each other for countless years, and whenever he saw Zhang Han looking up at the sky with a happy expression, Hill knew that they would have a parting time again.

"Well, after several years of exploration, I finally found the legendary mythical world."

Zhang Han put his arms around Hill's shoulders, and gazed tenderly at the delicate face that hadn't changed in decades.

"Are you sure you didn't get tired of the quarrel at home, so you ran out to hide?"

Hill raised his hand to cover his mouth, and secretly smiled.

"Of course not!" Zhang Han looked a little embarrassed, and argued forcefully, "Because of the quarrel, it looks like a real family."

I thought silently in my heart, is this home?Is it happiness?

In fact, even Zhang Han himself doesn't know, maybe, quarreling is really a kind of happiness...

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has endless years, he can experience and verify slowly.

(End of the book)