Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

boom! !

The world trembled, and countless slender needles emerged from the cloth, their sharp tips locking onto the indigo dyed area, causing the space to reveal deep, visible holes.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming's expression became more serious.

He was curious about how Aizen planned to break Senjumaru's Bankai.

Although this madwoman is not as good as him, she is still considered a formidable figure in the Three Realms now that the Blood Alliance seal has been broken.

It's embarrassing to admit, but all these years he's been so focused on improving his own strength that he's forgotten to help his good brother out.

Once this matter is resolved, I will definitely give Aizen a good training session and strive to help him reach the same level of transcendence as myself.

Just as he was thinking this, what happened next made Ru Yueming's eyes widen.

A materialized blue-purple spiritual pressure erupted from all around Aizen, and countless needles that had been shooting towards him instantly hovered a meter away from his body.

As if a time-pause switch had been pressed, the sewing needle froze in the surging spiritual pressure, unable to advance even an inch further.

However, upon closer inspection, these stitches did not stop because of some kind of rule, but rather solidified completely in the face of the powerful spiritual pressure.

"The battle of the Shinigami is a battle of reiatsu."

Aizen said calmly, "I'm just a scientist. I don't have any fancy rule-based abilities like yours, so..."

"With the help of some external force, I broke through my spiritual pressure slightly."

Senjumaru's expression turned solemn as he looked at the scene before him.

Things took a bit of an unexpected turn of events.

This level of spiritual pressure should have been unbearable.

Even at such close range, she still couldn't detect the slightest leakage of the other party's spiritual pressure.

This means that the person in front of you has surpassed everyone else in their control over spiritual pressure!

Who the hell is this guy?!

Aizen's lips curled slightly, and his solidified spiritual pressure burst forth like a flood, instantly filling the entire Bankai space, making the surrounding air heavy and viscous.

Under such pressure, even breathing becomes difficult.

Meeting the other person's calm gaze, Senjumaru's expression froze for a moment, then turned somewhat indignant.

Damn it, what do these two guys think the Zero Division is?

"do not fight!"

With a flick of her sleeve, Senjumaru produced a slender sewing needle and quickly sewed a doll that looked exactly like her.

With the infusion of spiritual pressure, the doll also became more human-like.

However, he was quickly and ruthlessly killed by Senjumaru. A seemingly flawless corpse lay on the ground, completely devoid of life.

"I have no interest in participating in your plans."

Senjumaru unleashed his Bankai, his elegant figure disappearing into the distance behind the fabric.

"Yes, remember not to dismantle my Lingfan Lidian."

Not far away, Kisuke Urahara pointed to the ravaged battlefield and explained:

"Actually, we are all undercover agents."

Penida nodded, made an unintelligible gurgling sound, and then manipulated spiritual particles to condense a line of subtitles in front of her.

"It does not matter."

"The important thing is to be able to stay by Hashirama's side..."

Clearly, Yhwach, who granted Penida the power of the Quincy, was not as important to her as a single strand of moonlight.

…………

"Give up, Yhwach."

"Your wolfish ambitions will not succeed."

Hyobu Ichibei wielded his brush, splashing sticky ink onto it, instantly turning a large area of ​​the sky black.

"Because all the 'darkness' is under my control."

"Twilight, darkness, please come over."

"Let's meet up and have a bowl of wine, and after drinking this bowl, our souls will be scattered and our spirits will fly away."

The moment the incantation began, blackness spread outwards from Hyoninchi Ichibei as the center, with concentric circles of ink patterns slowly unfolding.

Yhwach's expression changed slightly, sensing the threat posed by the other party.

"On the road to the underworld, there are blooming flowers to keep you company. Where are the delicacies? They are dyed black, divided into eight pieces, and smoked until black by the flames, so you can enjoy them to your heart's content."

Hyosube Ichibei found himself holding a bowl of ink. As he drank a little, the array beneath his feet rapidly expanded, trapping Yhwach, who was trying to escape, within it.

The outer shell of the Blood Essence Armor was then released, attempting to resist the force of the opponent's invasion.

However, in the face of pure blackness, such defensive measures were instantly shattered, turning into countless spiritual particles that scattered into the surging waves of ink below.

"After a hearty meal, bones lay scattered everywhere. A tomb and a monument were erected to mourn the grief."

"Your Excellency is now beyond saving. It is impossible for you to become a sacrifice."

"Don't turn to the Taisha Mausoleum!"

The Ichimonji hovered in front of Hyonshube Ichibei, radiating an indescribable pressure.

With a snap, he clasped his hands together, causing the ink below to surge and a massive mausoleum to rise from the ground, with endless black tombstones standing behind him.

"A hundred years from now, the Soul Society will spend a hundred nights building a group of tombstones to commemorate you."

"It will even absorb the blackness that is wrapped around you, and your blood, flesh, bones and everything else will turn into pitch black and return to nothingness."

"Descent into the darkest hell."

Yhwach stared intently at everything before him with a grave expression. Undoubtedly, Hyosube Ichibei's outburst had placed immense pressure on him.

Our current state is not enough to continue fighting him.

It seems it's time to seize more power...

Meanwhile, inside Seireitei.

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned as he looked at the figure in front of him who looked exactly like him, his terrifying power rising layer upon layer.

"The last time I had such a good fight was that battle with the captain."

"However, it seems your power has reached its limit!"

Golden spiritual pressure surged into the sky, and within it, a violent aura outlined the phantom of a skull.

"Devour it, Yeshai!"

The original serrated longsword has transformed into an extremely exaggeratedly huge blade, bursting with dazzling light.

Under Lloyd Lloyd's desperate gaze, the giant blade swiftly severed the serrated longsword in his hand, shattering the last layer of his Bloodstained Armor.

It forcefully cleaved his body, which he thought was indestructible, in two!

On the other side, Yamamoto wielded a charred black blade and slashed down at the figure that looked exactly like him.

"Broken Blade - East - Rising Sun Blade!"

Lloyd Lloyd, who thought he had copied all of his opponent's power, was completely wiped out by this unremarkable attack.

Even the corpses were gone.

Looking at the charred marks on the ground, Yamamoto snorted coldly:

"Blind loyalty!"

Having dealt with the formidable enemy, the old man showed no intention of resting. Instead, following the list provided by Aizen, he began searching for those to be killed within the Seireitei.

"Let me see who's next..."

A bright blue light appeared out of nowhere beside Yhwach, and then, like a fish entering the sea, it went straight into his body.

"My power has awakened."

"Now, I can see through everything in this world."

Yhwach's pupils shifted slightly, and two more blood-red pupils appeared in his eyes.

Hyobu Ichibei's breath hitched.

At this moment, the pressure Yhwach was putting on him was even greater than that on Akira Kisaragi had been back then.

Especially when you look directly into those eerie eyes.

He knew exactly what the other party's power was. A thousand years ago, when the two sides were negotiating, he had used the power of the Spirit King to seal the power with the Spirit King's left hand.

Now, a thousand years later, amidst slumber and conquest, Yhwach has returned to his strongest form once more—

Omniscient and Almighty!

Realizing this, Hyōshūbe Ichibei no longer hesitated and immediately unleashed all of the Unrevolved Killing Ridge upon it.

The power from the darkness of Soul Society, amidst the roar, stripped Yhwach of everything, drawing upon the blackness from his body.

However, all of this was in vain.

With the activation of Omniscience and Omnipotence, the power of the Unrelenting Killing Ridge was directly usurped and then redirected, descending upon the body of Hyosube Ichibei.

boom! !

The sticky ink burst open, and the indestructible body of the King Key disintegrated at this moment. The leader of the Zero Division, the Eye Monk, Hyosube Ichibei, died completely at this moment.

Yhwach didn't even glance at the other party, and flew straight towards Omotesando.

Strangely, the monk's head turned slightly, his blank eyes gazing in the direction he had left, and a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth beneath his thick beard.

When Yhwach landed back on Omotesando, he was greeted by the sight of three dead members of the Zero Division.

At this point, the road ahead is clear and unobstructed.

The process went much more smoothly than he had expected, thanks to his capable subordinates.

In this light, the deaths of Ridge Barrow and others don't seem so unacceptable.