Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

Either the opponent's spiritual pressure concealment ability is extremely strong, or Kamiya Seiichi is no longer able to touch another dimension at his own level...

So which one will it be?

"Swastika!"

As the voice hummed softly, a creepy tingling sensation spread from Aizen's bones. His pupils trembled and his whole body began to lose strength.

Is this... Reiatsu? !

boom! ! !

An invisible beam of light shot up into the sky. It was silent, but everyone could feel its presence because it was so special. It was colorful all over, piercing through the sky and almost covering the entire sky above Karakura Town.

"what is that……"

"Spiritual pressure..."

The sky of the three realms began to change, and the celestial phenomena and climate gradually got out of control. In the hot areas, white snow fell from the sky, and in the cold world, the sun burned everything.

Ichigo felt his bones going weak. He looked at the colorful beam of light that pierced the sky and the earth in shock. He suddenly inserted the Tensa Zangetsu in his hand into the ground to keep his body from falling.

"Great, Mr. Kamiya has taken action..."

Almost at the same time, Esnot on the opposite side felt a great sense of fear envelop his heart, burning his body all the time!

The backlash of ability!

With a plop, he fell headfirst to the ground, his face rubbing against the mud and sand on the ground, and he finally had the chance to eat dirt.

The old man swung the flaming blade in his hand, and hundreds of golden-red pillars of fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea suddenly retracted, and the charred figures in the outer robes landed on the ground.

They inexplicably began to breathe heavily, and the extreme weakness in their bodies made them extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, what's wrong? You feel it's just this level that's too much to bear? You're really like newborn babies."

As he spoke lightly, the old man's eyes opened and closed. He stroked his beard, then his hand shook slightly and he pulled off a small clump of hair, which fell to the ground in pieces.

He continued to stroke his long beard as if nothing had happened. The old man's indifferent expression made people marvel that he was worthy of being the leader of the gods of death. His heart was surging but his face was as calm as a lake.

Is this a true Bankai...?

Come to think of it, Kamiya Seiichi has always been fighting with a copied Zanpakutō, and he only released the true Shikai in the competition with the old man.

"Perhaps, Kamiya-kun is much more dangerous than Aizen..."

Kisuke Urahara sighed as he held onto his desk, trying to keep his balance.

..........................................

Not dead.

Monk Hu, whose real name is Hu, sat outside the Spirit King Palace, watching the sea of ​​clouds in the sky changing wildly with a look of shock and doubt. This power had already surpassed the limit of spiritual pressure that ordinary people could imagine.

"Who on earth is this person?"

In the three realms of Gaia, people with strong spiritual pressure can more or less feel the terrifying aura spreading, and the celestial phenomena are changing unpredictably, as if it is the end of the world.

But in less than half an hour, the spiritual pressure suddenly withdrew, and the world suddenly became quiet, as if everything had returned to calm. Many people could no longer sense the fluctuations, as if everything was an illusion.

However, this spiritual pressure did not disappear, but became difficult to perceive. Now, only a few people can clearly feel the terrifying sensation.

Mr. Yamamoto, Yhwach, the monk called by his real name, and Aizen standing in front of Kamiya Seiichi...

This is a different dimension!

"Has Kamiya-san reached this level already?"

In Aizen's tense body, the Hogyoku flickered, as if in fear. His face showed three parts of emotion and seven parts of regret.

At this moment, Seiichi Kamiya no longer looked like a god of death. His long black hair was dancing wildly and each strand was tough. Ice-blue snow lotuses bloomed gracefully in his eyes. His clothes turned snow-white, and gilded patterns were engraved on the cuffs and sides like flowing clouds.