"Aizen Sōsuke, do you know what you're doing right now?"
The Monk Who Calls the Real Name's entire spiritual pressure locked onto Aizen, and he questioned him with a murderous aura.
Faced with the Monk Who Calls the Real Name's aura, Aizen seemed unconcerned: "I've simply killed the Spirit King."
"You should know the meaning of the Spirit King's existence! Once the Spirit King dies, the entire world will collapse, and no living being will be able to survive! Committing such a sin... your mere life is insignificant!"
At this moment, the Monk Who Calls the Real Name could only pray that the Spirit King's past prophecy would come true, that Yūsuke would truly be able to kill Yhwach and absorb Yhwach's power to become the new Spirit King, or that after defeating Yhwach, he would be able to hand Yhwach's body over to him to create a new Spirit King.
Hearing this, Aizen chuckled lightly: "It's your world that will collapse, not my world. Only when Soul Society, the Human World, and Hueco Mundo have completely perished can Hell occupy this endless space, instead of just imprisoning some heinous Sinners, as it does now."
As Aizen spoke, the Monk Who Calls the Real Name noticed that Aizen and his subordinates were all enveloped in a very thick aura of Hell. Apart from the absence of soul chains on their chests, they were almost indistinguishable from the Sinners of Hell.
Furthermore, a crimson color had begun to appear on the edges of the collapsing sky of Soul Society, indicating that Hell had begun to slowly expand, seizing the space that originally belonged to other realms.
"You've actually sided with the Will of Hell!" The Monk Who Calls the Real Name said with a grim expression, looking at the terrifying monster that the Will of Hell had manifested behind Aizen.
Aizen shook his head gently, and said with a smile, "You're mistaken. It should be said that I have conquered the Will of Hell."
As if to confirm Aizen's words, the Will of Hell's massive head actually lowered itself, prostrating behind Aizen, as if submitting to him.
The Monk Who Calls the Real Name could no longer tolerate this. The Aizen before him actually wanted to allow Hell to devour the world! He had to completely eliminate Aizen.
Waving the Shirafude Ichimonji in his hand, the Monk Who Calls the Real Name's powerful spiritual pressure erupted, shattering the entire Spirit King's Palace. A massive black mausoleum appeared before Aizen, encompassing Aizen and his subordinates within it.
"Futen Taisatsuryō!"
This was the second time the Monk Who Calls the Real Name had used this move today. The first time, it had been broken by the all-knowing and all-powerful Yhwach, but he believed that Aizen didn't have the ability to ignore spiritual pressure and use rules to dissolve attacks like Yhwach.
This move, Futen Taisatsuryō, even if Yamamoto Genryūsai were reborn, he might not be able to withstand it!
Sensing the powerful spiritual pressure and intense murderous intent emanating from the Monk Who Calls the Real Name, Aizen's subordinates almost all revealed looks of fear. Even Ichimaru Gin, who was usually impassive, couldn't help but adopt a solemn expression.
However, Aizen, who was being targeted directly by the Monk Who Calls the Real Name with spiritual pressure and murderous intent, laughed heartily: "Manako Oshō! You actually want to use a tomb to seal the master of Hell? Isn't that the most laughable thing in the world? Your era has long since passed! Allow me to put you to rest!"
As Aizen's laughter faded, nine blood dragons surged out from the mouth of the Hell Will behind him, all charging towards the Monk Who Calls the Real Name.
"Hadō #99 - Goryūtenmetsu!"
The moment these nine blood dragons appeared, the black mausoleum ground beneath their feet was completely dyed crimson. The Monk Who Calls the Real Name also realized that he had completely lost control of "Futen Taisatsuryō".
"Goryūtenmetsu" was the advanced spell of "Goryūtenmetsu", just like the Bakudō #99 "Kin" also had the advanced spells "Bankin" and "Bankin Taihō".
As a Hadō spell with the number ninety-nine, when released by someone with top-tier spiritual pressure like Aizen, its power would naturally reach the pinnacle of Hadō spells.
"How can this be? Your spiritual pressure has actually surpassed mine!"
Sensing Aizen's terrifying and unparalleled spiritual pressure, the Monk Who Calls the Real Name roared in shock.
At the same time, he didn't sit idly by and wait for death. He pushed both hands forward, and the spiritual pressure of his entire body erupted.
"Ura Hadō: Sannodō — Teppūsatsu!"
A massive dragon head appeared in front of the Monk Who Calls the Real Name. This dragon head opened its mouth wide and spewed out a hurricane entirely composed of spiritual pressure.
Wherever the hurricane passed, it shattered metal, cut through iron, and turned stones into sand. The three Aizen's subordinates who were watching the battle from the side, Ginjo Kūgo, Tsukishima Shūkuro, and Tōsen Kaname, were directly blown to pieces by this hurricane, leaving nothing behind. Only Ichimaru Gin managed to escape to a distant location using the "Senbon Byakuren Shūkei" technique, avoiding being sent back to Hell.
However, while the Monk Who Calls the Real Name's Teifūsatsu was devastating against others, it was still slightly insufficient against Aizen's Goryūtenmetsu.
The sight of the nine blood dragons, whose power had been halved by the hurricane, converging in front of the Monk Who Calls the Real Name, the Monk Who Calls the Real Name revealed a look of horror on his face. He said to Aizen in an incredulous tone, "So this... is the real you!"
Aizen smiled and said, "It seems you've finally realized it. But unfortunately, even if you have, you can't stop me at all."
As Aizen's words fell, a surge of blood enveloped the Monk Who Calls the Real Name's body. A moment later, when the bloody light disappeared, only a skeleton lying in a pool of blood remained.
At this time, a chain extended from the Will of Hell behind Aizen, wrapping around the white skeleton left behind by the Monk Who Calls the Real Name and dragging it into its mouth.
Far away in Hueco Mundo, the battle surrounding Orihime had already reached a fever pitch.
While Yūsuke had led the main forces of Las Noches to Soul Society, Aizen had sent six Sinners from the bottommost level of Hell, Muken, directly to Hueco Mundo to capture her.
Among them, the stealthy Yūrei had secretly gone to capture Orihime, while the other five created chaos to hold back the defensive forces of Las Noches.
At this time, only two high-ranking members were stationed in Hueco Mundo: the Second Espada, Baraggan, and Yūsuke's adjutant, Miroku.
The five Sinners from Muken were all experts with power exceeding that of ordinary Captains. Even Baraggan and Miroku found them very difficult to deal with under their encirclement.
"You mere clowns from Hell! How dare you offend me, the King of Hueco Mundo?! You are unforgivable!"
At this time, Baraggan had already sustained some injuries. His bones were bruised and battered, looking very disheveled.
These bruises were naturally not normal human bruises caused by injuries, but rather the result of being injured by a Sinner who used the power of frost poison.
In his anger, Baraggan inadvertently revealed his ambition to still become the King of Hueco Mundo, and at the same time, his spiritual pressure erupted, directly entering the Segunda Etapa state.
After entering Segunda Etapa, Baraggan's tattered purple cloak transformed into a golden robe, and the crown on his head became even more magnificent. An aura of death and decay rapidly expanded outwards from his body, and the nearby ground and buildings all weathered and disintegrated upon contact with this aura. In the blink of an eye, the area within several hundred meters had turned into a wasteland.
Apart from Baraggan standing in the center, only the five Sinners from Hell remained. Even Miroku had disappeared.
"You idiot! We're from Hell! Our lives have already decayed! Your power has no effect on us at all!"
At this time, a female Sinner mocked mercilessly. Her name was Dokugami, and she was also the one who had just left those injuries on Baraggan's body.
"Yūrei's target should have already been achieved. There's no need for us to waste time here, right?" A Sinner named Kurodachi, who was next to Dokugami, said.
His name also represented the weapon he used, which was a black long sword.
Another tall and thin Sinner with a scythe in his hand cackled strangely: "Anyway, there are only two enemies here. Why don't we just finish them off? Maybe Aizen-sama will be pleased and give us some vacation time."
This Sinner was named Onikama. His strength among the six Sinners from Hell was second only to Kurodachi and Dokugami.
Hearing the Sinners' words, as if they were treating him as a lamb to the slaughter, Baraggan roared again, about to erupt with spiritual pressure to spread his death aura again.
"Lord Baraggan! Your power can't deal with them! If you spread your power outwards again, you'll end up corroding Hueco Mundo!"
Miroku shouted loudly from several hundred meters away. Because of the distance, he had even used spiritual pressure to amplify his voice.
The Sinners weren't afraid of Baraggan's power, but as a Shinigami, he couldn't withstand the erosion of this death aura. He had no choice but to quickly retreat far away.
Hearing this, Baraggan snorted coldly: "Fine, then you deal with them!"
At this time, he was also very frustrated. Clearly his abilities were so powerful, but he was completely countered by his opponents, unable to exert even a trace of effect.
However, although he wasn't taking action, he had great confidence in Miroku.
Because he knew that this unassuming kid who had always been following behind Yūsuke possessed a terrifying power that was no less than his!
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