Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The roar abruptly stopped, and a look of astonishment appeared on Lijie Barrow's face, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Amidst the billowing dust, a figure sank slightly, its legs bent.

As they shifted their muscles and bones, a sharp sound like a snapping harp string burst forth, and spiritual pressure shone from their beautiful muscles, their bodies taut like bowstrings.

As the smoke cleared slightly, a pair of ferocious eyes appeared in Lijie Barrow's line of sight, followed by a sinister smile.

boom!

A deafening explosion pierced the air as the evil spirit roared in!

Seeing the sinister grin that suddenly appeared in front of him, Lijer Barrow's pupils shrank.

Despite his confidence in his abilities, the sudden encounter with such a terrifying figure still stirred an overwhelming and uncontrollable fear within him.

"It's no use, my divine body grants me immunity to physical damage!"

Lijie Barrow looked at Ruyue Ming, who was so close at hand, and let out a roar that seemed to pierce through the clouds and split rocks, as if to bolster his courage.

As the moonlight brightens, she raises her right hand, clenching her five fingers tightly, pulling at the wind that bursts from her fingertips, the taut muscles making a twitching sound.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, mimicking his adopted son's smile:

"Don't bluff, because that will only make you look weaker."

It was scorching hot and bursting with thunderous roar.

Having traversed the world of Bleach for so many years, Asuka Akira has also figured out a principle through countless battles.

Rule-based abilities may be powerful, and superb skills can bring advantages in combat. Powerful moves can also close the gap between opponents.

But all of this is based on one foundation.

This applies only when both sides are evenly matched.

Once the panel data reaches an overwhelming level, the so-called rule system is nothing more than porcelain that breaks at the slightest touch.

The fist, carrying a scorching wind, crashed down!

Lijie Barrow's face was filled with fear. His four pairs of wings burst forth with infinite light, and countless holy arrows of destruction condensed and shot out, instantly transforming into an endless curtain of light that covered the night.

At this moment, the battlefield turned into daylight.

The exploding electric arcs, mixed with golden-red heat, resembled a sharp sword falling from the sky, severing and shattering the light barrier.

Finally, it transformed into a massive pillar of light that swept everything away, devouring everything in front of it!

As the dust settled, a tattered figure appeared in the sky.

The central part of its pupa-like body was missing, as if it had been eaten by some kind of wild beast.

The wings on its back were reduced to just a few tattered pieces, hanging limply behind it.

Lijie Barrow roared hysterically, his face contorted in a ferocious expression:

"It's useless!"

"You mere traitor, do not presume to kill God's messenger!"

Countless points of light, like willow catkins, fluttered and gathered on Lijie Barrow's battered body, repairing it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although he doesn't have Gerald's abnormal resurrection ability.

But how could someone who was the captain of the Divine Pardon Guard, and who was endowed with immense power by Yhwach, die so easily?

Amidst the dazzling light pollution, Lizzie Barrow entered his final state.

A colossal monster was born from golden light, with a long-necked bird's head, four legs, and eight hollow wings, resembling a legendary angel.

But this was not the end. Lizzie Barrow descended into ultimate madness, his bird head pointing upwards, the halo above his head radiating dazzling light:

"Witness the wrath of the gods!"

"Sacred servant!"

Even though he was in Hueco Mundo, where the air was filled with spiritual particles containing the aura of Hollows, he still activated this ability without hesitation.

"Are we going all out?"

Jaskin, always eager for excitement, happily watched the battlefield unfold through his binoculars.

Spiritual particles from the atmosphere were constantly gathered on the monster-like body, adding various deformed parts to it.

Including but not limited to tentacles, eyeballs, and limbs.

"I am immortal, I am invincible!"

Lijie Barrow's voice seemed to be charged, "You sinful traitor, prepare to meet your death!"

The deformed arm was raised high, and the wings of light wrapped in proliferating flesh emitted an eerie glow, with spheres of light resembling phantoms condensing in the holes.

"Judgment of Light!"

The moment the words fell, divine punishment descended, and countless beams of light, powerful enough to pierce through all things in the world, crashed down, obliterating everything below.

Just when Lijie Barrow thought that Ruyueming had been killed by his attack, the nightmarish figure charged forward step by step, braving the beam of light.

An attack powerful enough to instantly obliterate a unit of measurement is difficult to even break through Ruyueming's thick skin.

Occasionally, multiple beams of light hit the same spot, causing a few white marks, which will disappear in the next second.

What can you use to block a berserker with high defense, high health, and the ability to teleport?

As the moon shone brightly, she looked up and stared at the monstrous Ridge Barrow, a smile playing on her lips.

A white bone mask appeared on both sides of his face, engulfing and covering his face as if Venom had transformed.

Then, in an instant, a bone was struck!

The next moment, a violent hurricane rose from the ground, the ground cracked, and golden-red lava gushed out from the earth's crust. In the unbearable heat, the fist slammed straight into Lijer Barrow's body.

boom! !

A massive mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky, becoming the most spectacular scene of the battle. Materialized spiritual particles burst forth, fluttering down in all directions...

…………

Deep within the first spire, in the pitch-black shadows.

Countless golden particles appeared out of thin air, as if carried by some force, and poured into the dark throne.

With a burst of tremors, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened.

His power has increased again since his last awakening.

Even though it wasn't time yet, he was already close to regaining all his power.

Nevertheless, Yhwach's face still showed a violent and angry expression; at this moment, he was like a suppressed volcano.

Another one died, Lijer Barrow...

Two out of three members of the Divine Pardon Guard were removed.

Whoever the enemy is this time, we must make them pay the price!

A deep voice echoed from the darkness:

"Hathward, come to see me..."

…………

"Lord Aizen, are you sure eating this will make you stronger?"

Grimmjow looked at the viscous white liquid in the measuring cup with a look of resistance on his face.

Just now, he was summoned to the laboratory. As soon as they met, he was handed a measuring cup filled with things that could easily evoke unpleasant associations.

Despite Mayuri Kurotsuchi's repeated assurances that it was absolutely good stuff.

However, based on his previous experience of being tricked, Grimmjow still placed his hopes on Aizen.

Unlike some of these perverse individuals, Aizen has become synonymous with reliability in the hearts of the Hollows.

"Do not worry."

Aizen nodded slightly and calmly explained, "These are fragments of power left over from Rijja Baro, optimized through numerous experiments."

"If you're lucky, you might evolve into a Vastod."

Grimmjow, without further hesitation, held his breath and gulped it down.

When the measuring cup was empty, his expression changed drastically. He clutched his throat with both hands, opened his mouth wide, and looked like he couldn't breathe.

Grimmjow let out a silent roar, his expression twisted to the extreme, his features contorted as if he were enduring some kind of immense pain.

The next moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted.

The protective shields fell from the ceiling and walls in time, absorbing an impact that could have destroyed the entire laboratory.

A thick, white liquid continuously gushed from Grimmjow's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

It was as if the process of breaking the mask was being played in reverse; a pale white leopard-face mask appeared on his face.

Two rows of sharp teeth opened and closed incessantly, producing a chilling grinding sound.

His once sky-blue pupils were now filled with blood red, and Grimmjow seemed to have returned to that period when he was irrational and acted purely on instinct.

Feeling the spiritual pressure inside the protective shield, Kisuke Urahara was somewhat taken aback.

too exaggerated.

Judging solely from spiritual pressure standards, Grimmjow has undoubtedly reached the level of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar.

All that's needed now is a leap in life to allow him to fully complete his evolution.

Aizen kept an eye on the changes in the numbers on the screen, while also observing Grimmjow's condition.

Although insane, they still retained some rationality.

Having learned from being beaten countless times by someone, Grimmjow controlled his emotions very well.

As time went on, Grimmjow's eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, and his spiritual pressure became more and more violent, with a suffocating atmosphere permeating the protective shield.

Aizen took out a brilliant, purplish-black gem and affixed it to the protective shield.

A burst of light erupted, and a powerful spiritual pressure, like a tidal wave, completely engulfed Grimmjow.

A few minutes later, the commotion in the laboratory completely subsided.