Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"There really is no solution."

Ru Yueming: "..."

So all that boasting about his adopted son for so long turned out to be nothing more than a black coffin. After witnessing the opponent's power, he simply surrendered?

"Sousuke, you can't do that!"

Ru Yueming urged anxiously, "Quickly use your invincible Mirror Flower Water Moon technique to think of a solution!"

Aizen glanced at him and said seriously, "You can just stand by and watch. I'll take care of Barragan."

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming was overjoyed.

My adopted son can still come in handy in crucial moments.

I thought I would have to do all the hard work again, but Aizen took care of everything.

Barragan seemed to have overheard their conversation; a disdainful sneer appeared on his skeletal face, as if mocking Aizen's overestimation of his abilities.

"You worthless weeds, feel the pain of death!"

He raised his right hand, his fingers spread out, and a deathly power like a tsunami burst forth from his palm, transforming into billowing black mist that swept towards the two of them.

Wherever it passed, the silver dust decayed, plowing out large gaps in the ground. The dust kept filling these gaps, but it vanished into nothingness the instant it touched the black mist.

It can be said that Barragan's abilities surpass the vast majority of abilities.

Becoming the King of Hueco Mundo is not something that can be achieved with just a few empty words.

The torrent of black mist swept in instantly, engulfing the unsuspecting Aizen and Akira. They let out miserable howls as their bodies decayed and turned into nothingness.

The above is what Barragán personally witnessed.

"So, this is your solution?"

Ru Yueming let out a disdainful sneer, "Bailergang can't do anything to us, but we can't do anything to him either."

"As long as Barragan lives, none of you will ever be able to ascend the throne of Hueco Mundo."

"If you ask me, with your help using 'Mirror Flower Water Moon', I'll go down and smash Barragan in three punches, and then I'll give you his skull as a wine glass."

Aizen glanced indifferently at his mischievous friend and calmly said:

"That's enough."

"Open your eyes wide, watch carefully, learn carefully, this is the real battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint spiritual pressure light slowly rose from his body, increasing with Aizen's breath as if there was no limit.

The silvery-white dust below suddenly sank, as if gravity had doubled, forcibly shearing off several meters of height, which looked extremely exaggerated.

"The edge of a thousand hands, the dark and unreachable hand of the sovereign, the archer of the heavens that cannot be reflected."

"On the path where light shines, and the wind that ignites the spark, when we gather together, there is no need to be confused; just follow my guidance."

Aizen softly chanted intricate Kido incantations, his elegant posture reminiscent of a wandering poet. He stretched out his right hand, pointing towards Barragan, shrouded in black mist.

An immense spiritual pressure, as if the sky were collapsing, descended upon the battlefield, causing the silvery-white desert within sight to sink and solidify, as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

Before Aizen, scorching cherry-colored flames ignited, and the oppressive spiritual pressure intensified continuously, like a vast ocean about to collapse.

Even Ru Yueming, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but widen her eyes, her face filled with shock.

Sōyōsuke, you've changed. You've learned to hide your true feelings.

This spiritual pressure, created without a sound, has caused such a huge commotion.

Because Aizen still retains some youthful vigor in his appearance, Akira Kisaragi has always believed that he has not yet reached his full potential.

This resulted in him always being the first to charge into battle.

Ru Yueming went to great lengths to protect his good brother.

Who would have thought that in such a short time, his spiritual pressure had already surpassed his by more than one level?

For the first time, he felt that his "golden touch" seemed to be completely useless.

Who opened the deal between us?!

"Light Bullet, Eight Bodies, Nine Stripes, Heavenly Scripture, Swift Treasure, Great Wheel, gray turret, draws its bow and points into the distance, then vanishes in a radiant glow!"

As the beautiful, poetic incantation of the Kido reached its finale, Aizen's spiritual pressure was finally revealed in its entirety, as unfathomable as the Mariana Trench.

"Broken Dao No. 91: Thousand-Hand Bright Sky Shooting Cannon!"

The intense, cherry-colored flames burned away in an instant, transforming into dazzling beams of light that floated in the sky, like a group of lightning-fire swords illuminated by the moon.

But its power is far superior.

The power of Kido depends on spiritual pressure. Although Akira has the blessing of the incantation and the Kido spell, his spiritual pressure is far inferior to Aizen's at the moment.

Fortunately, Akira's fighting style does not depend entirely on spiritual pressure.

The moment the Thousand-Handed Heavenly Cannon took shape, Barragan seemed to sense something, and a hint of undisguised surprise appeared on his skull face.

Why were those two Death Demons' bodies able to hold on for so long?

Could it be that Death's defenses are now comparable to Vasto Lorde's steel armor?

The deep night sky was dyed a bright red, as if the sunset were rising again and time was turning back.

Aizen calmly gazed at Barragan below, casually pointing his finger, and countless cherry-colored beams of light suddenly shot out, heading straight for the billowing black mist.

The Thousand-Handed Heavenly Cannon erupted with a deafening roar, sending a blazing pillar of fire soaring into the sky and transforming into a cross of light that obliterated the surrounding silvery dust.

The thick black fog surrounding Barragan's body relentlessly corroded the incoming flames, the red and black colors clearly distinct. Waves of energy swept in all directions, the aftershocks surging and spreading in concentric circles.

Wherever the aftershocks passed, the silvery-white dust instantly turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

But this is just the beginning.

As the Thousand-Armed Kyoten Taiho countered the aging power on the outer layer of Barragan's body, Aizen pointed a single finger to the sky and began chanting the complex Kido incantation once more:

"A faint, murky emblem reveals an unruly and arrogant talent."

“Tides surge, denial, paralysis, a moment, hindering eternal sleep.”

"The crawling steel princess, the clay doll that constantly harms itself, combines, rebounds, and extends to the ground, realizing its own powerlessness!"

As Barragán focused all his attention on the sudden attack of the ghostly path, twisted patterns appeared out of nowhere within the thick fog.

In an instant, the black coffin took shape!

The moonlight falling from the sky seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, and where Bailergang stood, a huge coffin stood.

The surging, violent black mist abruptly ceased, instantly dissipating completely.

Although Aizen rarely participates in battles, his control over fighter jets has reached a level of perfection.

To achieve this level of skill is something that cannot be compensated for by combat experience alone.

The only explanation is extraordinary talent.

Soon, countless dark fragments disintegrated, crumbling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A disheveled figure appeared among them, his purple coat tattered and torn, revealing his inner bones clearly. Large areas of it had collapsed, as if it had been cut by countless sharp blades.

If it weren't for the support of spiritual pressure, Barragan might have already collapsed completely by now.

"Death, come out here!"

The Bone King let out a deafening roar, and billowing black mist expanded from his body, constantly eroding and decaying the dust and sand below.

Based on his extensive combat experience accumulated over countless years, Barragan had already roughly guessed that Aizen's ability was related to illusions.

"Hmph, you cowardly rat hiding your head and tail!"

He tried to mock Aizen with words, but his skill was less than one percent of Kisaragi Akira's, and it was not enough to cause Aizen the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Aizen calmly gazed at the frenzied Barragan below and said softly:

"Fear had already taken hold of him."

"When a king develops emotions that are not commensurate with his status, he is not far from utter defeat."

As he spoke, he glanced slightly to the side and said to Ru Yueming:

"Now it's your turn to step in."

Ru Yueming slowly typed a question mark, indicating his confusion.

"The one who defeats the old king shall ascend the new throne."

Aizen explained, "I'm better suited to control things from behind the scenes. That way, no one will have too many doubts or worries about me, and it will be easier to carry out the subsequent plans."

"Or rather, you are more suited to be the king of Hueco Mundo than I am."

Akira's eyes lit up. As expected of his good brother, these flattering words sounded better than those from Kisuke Urahara.

Since that's the case, then he won't be polite about taking the throne of the King of Hueco Mundo.

As Aizen released the hypnosis from Kyoka Suigetsu, his maniacal laughter echoed in the sky, immediately drawing a furious glare from Barragan.

"You mere Bailergang, your body shattered by my son's two Dao-breaking attacks, are nothing but a broken spine, yet you dare to bark and howl here!"

Ru Yueming laughed loudly, "And I will end your vain life!"

Deep purple flames surged and burned fiercely, and terrifying pillars of fire shot into the sky, bursting forth with a dazzling brilliance that was impossible to look directly at!

Boom! ! !

The boundless battlefield trembled violently at this moment, as if it were the end of the world.

Barragán roared in fury, and the billowing black mist surged forth once more, carrying with it an endless power of aging, rushing straight towards the sky.

But his attack still missed. As if crossing space, Ru Yueming was right in front of him in an instant. Ghostly flames gathered on his fists, and white air surged and burst out from behind his shoulders, like a propulsion system.

Instantaneous Coaxing - Double Bones!

The moment his fists slammed down, Ru Yueming was shocked to find that his movements were slowed down infinitely, and layers of thick black mist were growing in front of him, blocking the attack.

"I am invincible!"

Barragan's low growl rang out, "No living being can escape this deathly force that lies between life and death!"

The decaying black mist extinguished the ghostly flames and settled on the moonlit surface.

But an unexpected scene unfolded: his flesh began to rot, but the rate of disintegration could be described as extremely slow.