Chaotic Evolution (Continued)

But Tokoyo Misao was an extremely powerful figure, even more powerful than Lord Aizen in some respects. Naturally, he felt a little pleased to receive the other party's affirmation.

Ulquiorra, standing to the side, remained calm, his eyes fixed on Tokoyo Misao, without uttering a word.

"Is that so? So that's what you think, Brother Misao. That makes some sense." Aizen nodded, then maintained his smile and didn't explain further.

Tokoyo Misao understood that Aizen had sent him to speak on their behalf. If he could persuade the two to make a choice, he wouldn't interfere. So he said to Grimmjow:

"As long as you maintain your true nature and pursue destruction, there's a very high chance you'll activate the Hōgyoku and achieve evolution during this journey to Hell."

Grimmjow frowned. He believed that he had been struggling in Hueco Mundo ever since, and that his idea of destroying everything had never changed.

Tokoyo Misao didn't say anything more; Grimmjow now felt immense fear towards Aizen.

He'll be able to activate the Hōgyoku when he even wants to destroy Aizen.

The environment of Hell can be said to exist for destruction.

If he can't overcome his fear here, then he's destined to be forever separated from evolution.

Of course, as for whether he would attack Aizen after evolving... he didn't care as long as he could win this game.

Tokoyo Misao then looked at Ulquiorra and calmly said, "The biggest difference between you and Grimmjow is that your essence is nothingness."

If you continue to remain in a state of nothingness, then there is naturally no way to talk about breakthroughs or evolution.

But if you can find the heart, which is what humans often refer to as emotions, love, friendship, and the like.

You don't need to stare at me like that. It's hard for me to explain this either. I couldn't even understand the soul back then.

As he spoke, he clearly sensed the doubt in Ulquiorra's eyes.

But he really couldn't explain this, so he could only continue:

"That's why I think it's very difficult to find the heart and achieve evolution in Hell, but there is another way."

"Please speak, Misao," Ulquiorra said, using a respectful title.

Grimmjow, standing nearby, widened his eyes in surprise.

Aizen, however, smiled and showed no anger.

Because he understood that Ulquiorra, in both his actions and judgments, only relied on what he could see.

Whether in the previous millennium war or now, Ulquiorra can see the power of the Tokoyo Misao and their equal standing with him.

So there's nothing wrong with calling someone "sir" or "master".

Tokoyo Misao nodded. "There's another way in this Hell, which is to devour, but this method is quite dangerous."

"To devour, to let the power of Hell devour Ulquiorra's nothingness, is indeed a very risky method." Aizen said softly, then turned to look at the two of them, smiling as he spoke:

"I told you, bringing you here this time wouldn't interfere with your decisions."

"Oh, I see. I'll get involved later too." Grimmjow scratched the back of his head.

Regardless, Tokoyo Misao pointed him in the right direction to activate the Hōgyoku's evolution.

In return for that kindness, we need to take this game more seriously.

Ulquiorra didn't speak, but his gaze shifted to the Vermilion Bird Pillar, which was now engulfed in flames.

Soon after, enormous fireballs shot out from its pillar, transforming into falcons made of flames in the air.

Each falcon was about ten meters long. The temperature in the air kept rising, but the armor seemed to have some fire resistance, so it didn't feel hot, just a little warm.

Tokoyo Misao looked back and saw about five or six hundred Flame Falcons in the sky.

Ulquiorra, whip in hand, strode forward and lashed out at the falcon in the sky.

The whip instantly extended and struck the Flame Falcon, feeling like being whipped by a thin willow branch.

He didn't stop there; instead, he kept swinging his right arm, lashing out at each falcon.

The falcon that was flapping its fiery wings in the sky would stop moving as soon as it was struck by the whip, and would fall straight down to the ground.

After landing, the restraints on their bodies seemed to lessen considerably, and they began to flap their wings.

At that moment, Grimmjow grinned and charged forward, using his fists, blades, and claws to kill them one by one.

Ulquiorra calmly stated, "This whip in my hand can induce dizziness and also has a certain paralyzing effect."

Tokoyo Misao nodded with a smile, his forced dizziness and paralysis a very powerful control effect.

Having recovered his strength, he stopped watching and rushed forward, quickly eliminating all the Flame Falcons with Grimmjow.

After Grimmjow returned, he sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the fist-blade claws in his hands, seemingly deep in thought.

In the third wave, the White Tiger pillar lit up, and a series of powerful tiger roars burst forth.

These sounds combined to create a feeling of being suppressed by a powerful Tokoyo Misao Reiatsu, making his body feel slightly heavy.

Grimmjow reacted strongly to the tiger's roars.

He stood up abruptly, baring his teeth and roaring at the White Tiger pillar, "What are you yelling about? I'll destroy you!" With that, he accelerated and charged forward.

Before the monster even appeared, it swung its claws fiercely at the glowing pillar.

A loud bang!

The moment Grimmjow's claws struck the pillar, a tremendous force propelled him into the air, where he tumbled and rolled for about a hundred meters before regaining his balance and landing back on the ground.

"Pah!" He spat.

Grimmjow now understood that attacking the pillars indiscriminately was useless; those things were definitely subject to the inviolable rules.

Not long after, small rocky hills began to rise from the ground beneath the pillar.

The stone mountains gradually coalesced and merged, transforming into giant tigers, each about twenty meters long, totaling more than one hundred.

As soon as these giant tigers took shape, they opened their mouths wide and roared once again.

This time, the combined power of these tiger roars was much greater than the previous ones.

Even Grimmjow was forced to bend over by the weight, but his eyes were fixed intently on the giant tigers.

Then, he pushed off with both legs and charged forward, defying the roars of the tigers.

He rushed to the first tiger, dug his claw into its heart, and pulled it out sharply.

There was actually a beating tiger's heart in the palm of its claw.

Without saying a word, he put it directly in front of his mouth and bit into it. "Pah!"

After I bit it off, it turned into dirt.

He casually tossed the heart in his hand onto the ground, where it shattered into dust with a crack, and launched another attack on the still-roaring giant tiger.

The roars of the tigers ceased immediately after he had killed more than a dozen giant tigers.

Meanwhile, Grimmjow had already fought his way to the very center, where he was surrounded and attacked by these giant tigers.

Despite their enormous size, these creatures are incredibly fast, and each slap they make creates a fierce gust of wind.

When it landed on the ground, it even made a slightly louder sound than when Tokoyo Misao forward and his feet touched the ground.

Grimmjow dodged and weaved through the barrage of tiger claw attacks, narrowly escaping death.

Even just the wind blowing against his face hurt.

But at that moment, he laughed excitedly, "I'm going to destroy you all, ha ha!"

His attacks gradually became more frenzied and daring, and he would occasionally create opportunities to attack with his own movements, causing the giant tigers to make mistakes.

Even with repeated practice, mistakes can still happen.

He was slapped back by a giant tiger that seized the opportunity, and with a splat, a stream of bright red blood formed in the air, stretching into a line.

Thump, thump, thump! Tokoyo Misao rushed forward, immediately shielding the figure behind him, his trident wielded with ferocious power.

This splitting attack from the tip of his spear wasn't enough to kill the giant tiger instantly; it only caused some damage.

Shi Misao thought for a moment and then injected a little bit of ethereal power into the gun.

Tokoyo Misao had already integrated all the power within his body.

But now, limited to the total amount of Soul Reaper 'First-Class Spiritual Pressure, he used the Causal Principle to split his own power again.

In other words, his body now contains the power of Hollow, Soul Reaper, and Hell.

If we compare the power within his body to blue bars, then after he used causal force to decompose his own power, he had three blue bars.

Now he wants to test whether different forces will trigger different attributes in the weapon's splitting attack.

He gathered Cero in his palm, channeled it into the trident's shaft, and swung it forward sharply, sending three bright red beams of light shooting out from the tip of the spear.

It vanished in just a moment, but the results were quite impressive.

After being infused with the power of the void, the beam of light emitted from the trident possesses unparalleled penetrating power.

These giant tigers were already enormous, and as soon as they took shape, Grimmjow rushed into the center, causing them to gather together.

These three beams of light pierced through all the giant tigers on that line, instantly killing dozens of them. Now only about twenty remained on the field.

It's powerful and effective.

Unfortunately, it was all for naught.

Tokoyo Misao tightened his grip on the gun with his right hand, this time channeling the power of Hell into it.

Strangely, after he swung the weapon, not even the most basic splitting occurred.

But when his spear tip swept across the chest of a giant tiger, the moment it touched its skin, the tiger's body suddenly split in two.

Tokoyo Misao's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that the power of Hell will give the trident an extremely sharp edge.

His actions gave Aizen, who was watching from behind, some food for thought, since Aizen could also use Hollow powers.

Aside from Tokoyo Misao, Aizen and the two Arrancar actually possessed the powers of Hollows and Soul Reaper.

Ulquiorra and Grimmjow couldn't separate them, but Aizen could.

He looked down at his palm, where a dark purple ball of Spiritual Power floated.

With a gentle movement of his fingers, the ball gradually dissolved and split into two.

One is the power of emptiness, and the other is a purple sphere representing his own Soul Reaper power.

But as soon as they separated, he frowned.

As he condensed this sphere, he continuously mobilized the power within his body, while the healing provided by the staff and cloth armor replenished it as usual.

But after scattering the ball, he discovered that the two pieces of equipment no longer provided any additional recovery; only his own original recovery power and the Hōgyoku were effective.

He flicked his hand, obliterating the two balls in his hand.

In comparison, it's better to use the original power directly; otherwise, the wasteful consumption without recovery is not very meaningful.

He could certainly understand why Tokoyo Misao was better at using different powers, since the opponent himself did not have any additional recovery.

After quickly eliminating the giant tiger, Tokoyo Misao returned to the coffin and glanced at Grimmjow, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and whose breathing was gradually becoming steady.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Grimmjow abruptly turned his head, propped his chin on his right hand, and bared his teeth.

After all, he was the only one injured during the giant tiger attack.

Click, click, click—the last Azure Dragon Pillar lit up.

At the same time, the fragrance of grass filled the air, and around the pillar, patches of green grass grew on the ground, and trees rose up one after another.

They rose higher and higher, reaching the sky.

But they had no branches or leaves, just bare trunks.

This time, Grimmjow didn't rush in to attack; he stood still and waited quietly.

Before long, these fifty bare tree trunks began to change.

They transformed into giant dragons, each a colossal creature at least four or five hundred meters long, capable of supporting the sky.

Aizen stepped forward, raised his staff high in his right hand, and slowly chanted:

"A blazing heatwave, Visored of ashes, withered vegetation, slumbering forests."

"The fields, where new shoots sprout, are teeming with life, and the Heat wind licks the sky."

"The crimson lotus breathed forth, unleashing a prairie fire that burned the very edge of the mountains and fields to ashes."