Boom.
Like the sky falling, the huge, half-circle building crashed to the ground. Large clouds of dust spread out, and countless pieces of stone fell from the sky like rain.
When the dust settled, Hitsugaya Toushiro stared at the half-circle building, his eyes wide, and said, "This is... the Spirit King Palace?"
"It's the Zero Squad's living quarters and the Spirit King's inner palace." Shihouin Yoruichi looked moved, her voice a little shaky. "Damn it, this guy really brought down the Spirit King Palace."
"Aizen!" Urahara Kisuke stared at Aizen, and said with a serious tone like never before, "Since you have the power to see through everything, you should know very well what will happen if the Spirit King really disappears!"
"Ah, I know." Aizen nodded, and slowly walked toward the main entrance of the Spirit King's inner palace. "Whether it's Hueco Mundo, Soul Society, or the real world, everything is maintained in balance by the Spirit King's power. If the Spirit King completely disappears, the three worlds will return to one."
"Return to one?" Hitsugaya Toushiro looked blank, his face full of shock.
If the three worlds return to one, the balance of the world will be broken… wouldn't the whole world be a mess?
"I know what you want to say, Urahara." Aizen turned his gaze to Urahara Kisuke not far away, and said calmly, "But what does that have to do with me? I just don't want to be trapped in this kind of cage bound by old rules, that's all."
"Bastard, are you going to destroy the world for this ridiculous reason?" Shihouin Yoruichi's face was full of anger, and she rushed towards Aizen like lightning.
"Miss Yoruichi!" Urahara Kisuke was shocked, but it was too late to stop her.
Splat.
Before Shihouin Yoruichi could get close to Aizen, she was instantly hit by an invisible wave of blade energy. A trail of blood stretched from her left shoulder to her right abdomen, and blood splattered out.
"It's not a ridiculous reason, this is my belief." Aizen withdrew his hand blade, his expression unchanged, and said, "Compared to that, isn't your useless friend more despicable?" As he spoke, he looked toward Urahara Kisuke.
In the entire Soul Society, he only admitted that this man was above him in terms of intelligence and research ability. But Urahara Kisuke's performance made Aizen feel very disappointed.
He clearly had the ability to change the world and break the rules, but he was willing to abide by these old and rigid rules, which Aizen couldn't tolerate at all.
Urahara Kisuke didn't answer. He just flashed to Yoruichi's side, gently helping her up.
Aizen didn't stop him, and just asked calmly, "It's already come to this, aren't you going to let that Mr. Hope who still remains in your hearts show himself?"
"Wha- what?"
"Mr. Hope?"
The Soul Reapers of Seireitei looked blank, and even the members of the Visoreds looked at each other.
"Are you talking about Mr. Madara?" Only at this time did Urahara Kisuke slowly open his mouth and say, "It's a pity, he disappeared before we came to Soul Society."
"I see." Aizen nodded slightly, but his heart was full of doubts. His all-knowing and all-powerful abilities also didn't analyze any information about Uchiha Madara, as if the other party had completely disappeared from this world.
Could this guy also have some means to block all-knowing and all-powerful abilities?
Aizen subconsciously looked at Kaguya beside him, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. Things seemed to be getting more interesting. Where exactly was he hiding, and when would he attack him?
Aizen was a little looking forward to these questions. Compared to being able to see through everything, he preferred this feeling of suspense.
But unfortunately, this feeling would soon disappear. As long as he killed the Spirit King, no matter how much Uchiha Madara messed around, he wouldn't be able to make any waves.
Thinking this way, it was quite boring, and he felt a little uninteresting.
Sighing in his heart, Aizen reached out, and a spiritual light blade gradually formed in his hand. Just as he raised his blade, preparing to slash at the cone-shaped Spirit King's inner palace, two black hands suddenly stretched out, crushing toward him.
Huh?
As if sensing something, Aizen turned his body to the side, slashing horizontally toward the two black hands.
Splat.
The black hands were instantly shattered, but they quickly turned into shadows and shrank back into Ukitake Jushiro's body.
"Oh, you've also absorbed the Spirit King's left hand?" Aizen turned around, and looked at Ukitake with indifferent eyes. "No wonder you can escape the observation of all-knowing and all-powerful abilities. But using their power at the same time, you should have already prepared yourself, right?"
"I will... stop you at all costs!" Ukitake Jushiro barely supported his weak body, letting the Spirit King's left and right hands continuously drain his spiritual power.
"Too bad." Aizen sighed helplessly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
What?
Before Ukitake Jushiro could react, Aizen had suddenly appeared behind him. He opened his five fingers, and gently pulled at the void. The Spirit King's left and right hands, shrinking in Ukitake's body, gradually revealed their forms as if they were rabbits taken out of their burrows.
"How, how is this possible?" Ukitake Jushiro's expression was blank, his face full of shock. He had even prepared for a desperate fight, but Aizen completely extinguished his thoughts from the source.
The moment he pulled out the Spirit King's left and right hands, a suction force suddenly came from Aizen's body. The two black hands didn't even have a chance to struggle, and Aizen absorbed them into the Hogyoku in his body.
At this point, Aizen's appearance changed again. Six black wings like butterflies extended from his back, and the strange eye in the middle of his forehead also showed a dark purple light.
"Ah, it seems I've gotten stronger again." Aizen slowly walked past Ukitake Jushiro, his voice calm and elegant, "It's really boring."
He wasn't deliberately showing off, but really felt bored. He was already invincible, so there was no point in continuing to strengthen himself. There would be no more opponents, no more people who could match him... this world was simply devoid of fun.
Boring.
Standing in front of the Spirit King's inner palace, Aizen's lips moved slightly, and he said softly, "Deal with them. Our new world doesn't need this kind of weak and incompetent existence."
Swish, swish, swish.
Hearing Aizen's command, Yuzuki, Kisame, and Starrk instantly moved. The Soul Reapers present tightly gripped their Zanpakuto, as if facing a great enemy.
No longer paying attention to the killing actions that his subordinates were about to carry out, Aizen just stared at the Spirit King's inner palace in front of him, and slashed at the gate with his sword.
Rumble.
The entire metal gate collapsed with a bang, and dust scattered.
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