Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The black coffin from before might still be within our comprehension, but now it has evolved into a true transcendent being, and the power of its Radiation Break far surpasses that of the previous black coffin.

Even so, they still couldn't harm the kid who claimed to be a disciple of Yamamoto Shigekuni.

He's just a mere Grim Reaper, how dare he surpass me?!

How could Yamamoto Shigekuni, a stubborn and inflexible man, possibly have taught such a disciple!

That's right, it must be a mirage!

Parallel Aizen suddenly remembered something, glared angrily at his other self, and roared:

"It's just another illusion!"

Aizen casually raised his hand, effortlessly conjuring a million shields to easily block the spiritual pressure burst forth from his opponent.

"From the start of the battle until now, I have only used the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique once."

"Although I don't want to admit it, that's the truth."

"That guy's strength is much greater than ours."

Aizen was stunned, frozen in place, a look of bewilderment appearing on his hideous face.

No one knows you better than yourself.

Although he is currently in a near-mad state, he can still discern the truthfulness of the other party's words.

That brute-like guy actually stands above Aizen?

How could such a thing be possible?!

Parallel Aizen has broken through the defenses once again.

He can accept another version of himself surpassing him, but he can't understand how someone who seems to lack common sense can be stronger than him.

"This is impossible!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

As Aizen's wings unfurled behind him, the skulls on the wing spines opened their mouths, and even the giant eyes on the wings snapped open.

A roar, like a multi-electro-synthesized sound, suddenly erupted, and visible sound waves spread outwards in all directions from its center.

Aizen calmly gazed at his opponent, his spiritual pressure surging forth, flowing mightily across the sky and expanding, instantly covering the entire city ruins.

The next moment, he transcended the limitations of time and space and appeared directly in front of the parallel Aizen.

Raising his right hand, the spirit blade revealed a dazzling, moon-white light, and then—

It fell with a light touch.

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Parallel Aizen's pride in his spiritual pressure defense and physical prowess was rendered useless by Aizen's slash; his chest cavity immediately ruptured, gushing out a fountain of blood.

Its indestructible body was nearly cut in two.

When Aizen got serious, the difference between the two truly became apparent.

The intense pain contorted Aizen's expression to the extreme, but he did not give up completely; an intense longing still lingered in his eyes.

Just as Aizen was about to draw his spirit blade to deliver the final blow, he unexpectedly discovered that the blade was stuck in his opponent's flesh.

"That's enough, Aizen."

"Ninety-nine of the Broken Paths: Five Dragons Transformed into Destruction!"

Aizen pointed a single finger to the sky, unleashing a surge of spiritual pressure that silenced the entire city. A strange and heavy dark purple aura continuously surged forth, completely engulfing the two figures.

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Space twisted wildly, with deep lines scattered around the black and purple aura.

The spiritual pressure surged endlessly, flowing freely.

The next moment, a devastating roar resounded beneath the sky, and a materialized black-purple torrent transformed into a ferocious dragon, its cold gaze descending.

A deafening cracking sound followed, and everything in its path was annihilated in an overwhelming manner.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing left.

The boundary-transferring pillar could no longer be maintained and collapsed completely.

The real Karakura Town is about to descend from Soul Society and reappear on the ruins of the human world.

The expressions of the Grim Reapers changed drastically as they stared nervously at the phantom in the sky.

If Karakura Town were caught in the aftermath of the battle between the two Aizens, it would be reduced to ruins like the fake city.

At that time, all the humans inside will be transformed into souls and cast into the Soul Society.

The torrent vanished at the crucial moment, and two figures reappeared on the desolate land.

Aizen was in a sorry state, covered in wounds, his ugly body riddled with huge lacerations, and almost entirely stained with blood.

The butterfly wings behind him were completely wiped away, and even his limbs were mutilated.

In contrast, Aizen only had a little dust on his outer shihaka armor.

"Don't you understand yet?"

He looked at Aizen with a hint of pity, "Although we've walked the same path, I've reached the end."

"The gap between you and me cannot be bridged by simply unleashing potential."

"You know nothing about the power of the Hogyoku."

However, he was met with an extremely calm smile.

Aizen staggered to his feet, his battered body visibly recovering.

"Of course I understand."

"Actually, I should thank you. Your appearance proves that this path is the right one."

Having been thoroughly beaten, Aizen seemed to have returned to a rational state. Despite all the pain he had suffered, he remained completely unmoved.

He raised his Zanpakuto, the broken blade gradually shattering and dissipating into spiritual particles in the air.

"Look, the illusion of a mirage is disappearing."

Aizen's lips curled into a smile. "You've experienced this firsthand, so you should understand what it means, right?"

"My thirst for power has been materialized once again under the influence of the Hogyoku's power."

"Another round of evolution has begun..."

Unlike the Aizen in the original work who was broken by a certain overpowered character, the current parallel Aizen, after seeing the powerful presence of another Aizen, not only did not waver, but became even more determined.

This also meant that the Kido seal that Kisuke Urahara had implanted in his body was completely ineffective.

As they spoke, the outer shell covering Aizen's body peeled away, returning him to his original form, and his Zanpakuto disappeared at a visible speed.

Aizen watched this scene with great interest and recorded all the data.

In fact, his evolutionary path is different from that of Aizen.

Influenced by a certain product, the Hōgyoku he created was far more perfect than the other's.

Later, a series of advanced technologies were added, such as Quincy power, Soul King fragments, and Hell Phosphorus.

As Aizen spread his right hand, feeling the spiritual pressure surging through his body and soul, his confidence returned.

Even if he can't beat his opponent now, he's definitely not as helpless as before.

"The battle has only just begun."

He looked across at the other side, and the Zanpakuto in his hand shattered completely, turning into countless spiritual particles that scattered between his fingers.

"It remains to be seen who will emerge victorious."

Aizen shook his head, a regretful look in his eyes, and smiled in response:

"No, it's over."

The moment the words left their mouths, an indescribable fear suddenly descended upon everyone's hearts.

All eyes were fixed on Aizen in shock; no one understood what had happened.

Ru Yueming looked on expectantly, the messenger in her hand was ready.

A spiritual pressure as immense as the collapse of the heavens erupted, distorting the surrounding spacetime and even bringing Karakura Town, which had descended from Soul Society, to a standstill.

Six wing-like lenses floated behind him, revealing eyes with black sclera and golden pupils.

A crack slowly appeared on his forehead, and pure black eyes opened.

Faint purple patterns extended from the corners of her eyes, covering the area near her temples.

The most eye-catching part is the chest area.

A fissure like an abyss appeared, within which light and shadow flowed, revealing a perfect Hōgyoku surrounded by four rhomboid crystals.

"This is……"

Aizen's eyes widened, his face showing disbelief: "What?!"

"Answer me quickly!"

Aizen extended his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and spiritual particles transformed into a torrent, swirling in his palm like an endless nebula.

Don't you already have the answer in your heart?

Parallel Aizen was taken aback, but quickly recovered:

"I'm curious about your purpose."

"Does even someone like you have to submit to that kind of thing?"

Aizen shook his head: "How could that be?"

"In our world, the Spirit King has died, and a new Spirit King has taken his place. However, his purpose is merely to maintain the stability of the Three Realms."

"Or rather, the Spirit King is more like an indispensable tool."

"The transformation was accomplished in ways you can't even imagine."

Aizen frowned, puzzled, and asked, "Did you kill all the Shinigami in Soul Society?"