Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

To be fair, although he looks a little better now than before, he is still somewhat ugly.

All humanity vanished from their eyes, leaving only the pursuit of divinity.

Aizen couldn't help but wonder if he would have been in the same state if he hadn't been targeted by someone.

So what force will this world use to stop itself?

Ichibei of the military master's department?

Or Yhwabach?

It wasn't that he looked down on others; it was simply because the gap between those who transcended and ordinary Shinigami or Hollows was too great.

It's so big it's despair-inducing.

Ordinary Shinigami cannot even sense Parallel Aizen's spiritual pressure at this moment.

And this is far from his limit.

Aizen had a certain level of judgment regarding his own potential.

Looking at the calm and composed smile on the other side, Aizen felt a surge of anger rising inexplicably.

I'm already on the same level as you, so why do you still act so superior?!

If that's the case, then go die.

The Hōgyoku on his chest shone with dazzling light, instantly illuminating the entire landscape, as if a small sun had risen from the ruins.

The butterfly wings behind him slowly unfurled, and the dense, tangible spiritual pressure gradually dissipated and expanded. The surrounding ground groaned in agony, unable to bear the weight, and cracks burst open, revealing deep darkness.

The next moment, Aizen's body emitted a white light, then disintegrated like a bubble in the sunlight and disappeared completely.

when! ! !

The sound of metal clashing echoed across the ruins, the aftershocks obliterating the dilapidated buildings behind them, turning them into countless dust particles that fell into the abyss-like fissures.

A beam of light appeared to Aizen's right rear, and countless points of light pieced together to form a parallel body to Aizen.

Light shape movement.

A tremendous force erupted from the blade, causing Aizen's expression to change slightly as he was nearly thrown back by the recoil.

At that moment, he finally understood the enormous difference between two identical people.

Through repeated close encounters, he sensed the power of another Hogyoku.

In terms of the research and development of the Hogyoku alone, the other party has already far surpassed us.

A strong sense of resentment welled up in my heart, and in an instant it transformed into extreme anger.

Why should my centuries-long plan be defeated by another version of myself, when I did everything perfectly?

What exactly is the difference between me and this guy?!

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"You say your extraordinary wisdom surpasses all others in the three realms, even Urahara Kisuke and Aizen are far inferior?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"In terms of martial prowess, he is extremely brave and fierce; looking across the three realms, there is no one who can rival him with a single punch?"

"Uh-huh!"

"The reason I took you as my disciple was entirely because I saw your exceptional talent. After taking you as my disciple, I treated you as my own son and even passed on the position of captain to you."

"Absolutely right!"

Ru Yueming nodded, revealing a sincere and affirmative smile.

Looking at the brand-new Captain-Commander's Haori in his hand, Yamamoto immediately recognized that it was made by the Seireitei-ryo, and even had the handwriting of Shutara Senjumaru. He then believed most of what the person had said.

But what followed was an extremely strange feeling.

This kid in front of me looks like a brainless brute. How dare he spout such shameless remarks of "world-shaking wisdom"?

Has Yamamoto from the next world become senile?

The position of Captain-General is not something that can be inherited by just a brute with superhuman strength!

Even if you can't be both intelligent and brave, you should at least arrange for someone with relatively balanced personal qualities, right?

"Let's leave wisdom aside for now."

Yamamoto raised his hand to interrupt someone's boasting, "You say you're strong, but I don't quite believe it."

The reason is simple: in such a face-to-face situation, the fact that he couldn't even sense the other person's spiritual pressure already says something.

When Ruyue Ming was treating his injuries, she didn't show any particularly strong spiritual pressure.

This shows that the kid is bragging.

The credibility of what I just said is probably less than 30%.

Ru Yueming was taken aback.

Many people have questioned his extraordinary wisdom, but this is the first time I've seen someone question his abilities.

It can only be said that he truly lives up to his reputation as an old man from the mountains; even his way of thinking is different from that of normal people.

So, how can he prove that he's strong?

Tearing apart parallel blue dye by hand?

No, no, if we steal Sōsuke's enemy, we might lose our adopted son.

While he was pondering this, the battle on the other side had already entered a heated phase.

Driven by the disparity in their levels, Parallel Aizen unleashed 120% of his potential, his slashes moving with lightning speed, each wave sending devastating aftershocks.

The enormous town of Karakura was obliterated by the impact of their battle, leaving not a single intact boulder in sight.

The Transcendent Pillar is already struggling to hold on.

Realizing this, Kisuke Urahara, together with the still-active Shinigami captain and members of the Visored, headed straight for the location of the Transcendental Pillar to carry out a second reinforcement.

You can get it done here; you won't feel bad if it gets damaged.

If the battle spreads to Karakura Town, then things will get really messy.

Parallel Aizen, panting heavily, looked at Aizen, who remained unchanged from the beginning, with resentment. His spiritual pressure surged, indicating that his emotions were far from calm.

"You seem to have reached your limit."

Aizen said calmly, "Even the Hogyoku can't support the next stage of evolution?"

"It seems I need to reassess my potential."

"Your value is far lower than I expected."

The tone, as if evaluating an object, made Aizen unable to contain his anger any longer, and his rage burned away all his reason.

He roared hysterically at the familiar face in front of him:

"shut up!!"

"Aizen Sousuke, you're just luckier than me!"

"If our roles were reversed, you couldn't possibly do any better than me!"

"What exactly are you so proud of?!"

Looking at his somewhat vulnerable self, Aizen seemed to realize something.

He smiled slightly and said in a tone tinged with pleasure:

"Luck, I guess?"

"But even now, you still don't realize what the real reason for your failure is?"

"To preach to the world with an air of superiority?"

"Thinking that they knew some secrets about the nature of the Three Realms, they placed themselves in a higher position, namely the so-called throne in the sky."

"Little did you know, these secrets were just what others wanted you to see. From beginning to end, you were never able to escape the arrangements of fate."

"The Hogyoku made you who you are, but it also destroyed you."

"Aizen, you are too arrogant."

The person who knows you best is undoubtedly yourself.

These words pierced Aizen's heart like a sharp sword, tearing apart his last remaining dignity and trampling it on the ground.

As Aizen looked at the other's calm face, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and blood trickled from the corners of his eyes. Extreme anger and ferocity emanated from his features.

Without any warning, the Zanpakuto swung forward, instantly traversing space and heading straight for Aizen's neck, as if to sever his head.

when! !

Blades clashed again, sparks flying.

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

With a casual flick of his wrist, Aizen pointed to the sky, and a surge of spiritual pressure coursed beneath his feet, transforming into an endless black shadow that covered the vast, ruined battlefield.

Surprisingly, the black coffins did not attack Aizen, but instead gathered at the other side of the battlefield.

As Ru Yueming looked at the black lines that suddenly surrounded him, the surrounding space and time seemed to be distorted by the torrent of gravity, and his figure became blurred.

Yamamoto's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively prepared to draw his sword to fight, but he was a step too slow.

Ru Yueming was swallowed and sealed by the black coffin, completely disappearing from his sight.

"Although I'm not entirely sure what your relationship with that guy is."

Parallel Aizen spoke with the air of a victor, his mocking gaze fixed on the person before him:

"But I think it must be very important to you."

"We are all destined to be alone..."

Click!

Before he could finish speaking, a cracking sound came from the black coffin in the distance.

Under the astonished gazes of several people, a hand reached out from the crack and gently pulled, shattering the black coffin that was powerful enough to kill any Grim Reaper captain.