The Aura of Decay, a Strike Where Space and Time Converged

The dozen or so people immediately felt as if a strange person of the opposite sex had made an awkward joke in front of them; they didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Immediately afterwards, a chill ran from head to toe.

For this generation of younger generations, this mysterious man was practically history itself, practically the era itself.

Baraggan's face was etched with wrinkles like knife marks, but he showed no reaction to what the other person said.

What is Baraggan's identity?

Before the Soul King sat on his throne in the Soul King Palace, and when the three realms were still intertwined, Baraggan was already quite famous. While the Seireitei was still locked in a fierce battle with the Quincy, Baraggan was already the King of Hueco Mundo.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, and Yhwach, the founder of the Quincy, were not even children in front of Baraggan.

Yet this mysterious fellow referred to Baraggan as a junior.

And judging from his expression, Baraggan didn't seem to object.

Although none of his acquaintances were present, no one would have thought that Baraggan was a good-natured person.

Did he have some guesses about the true identity of this mysterious guy?

Whether it's the Soul Reaper or the Arrancar.

Just because of this unknown enemy, with just a single sentence, a strange tension and a faint fear began to arise.

Are these legendary, almost living historical figures truly a match for this guy?

Wrong!

Everyone was incredibly experienced in combat, and the moment a feeling of cowardice surfaced in their minds, someone noticed it.

"This space amplifies our negative emotions," Shinji Hirako stated definitively.

"Oh dear, it seems we must dismantle this barrier as soon as possible. After all, it's an antique from ten thousand years ago; who knows what other terrifying things might appear."

Urahara opened the folding fan in his hand, revealing only a somewhat sinister gaze as he looked at Dōsan Hanyū.

He wasn't good at breaking such barriers, but as far as Urahara knew, at least the members of the Visored present couldn't do it, and the most promising one was Dōsan Hanyū.

"Soul Reaper, stay away."

Baraggan, seated on his throne, glanced indifferently at Hachigen Ushōda was making his attempt.

The Spiritual Pressure emanating from the throne was extremely oppressive, and the Spiritual Pressure began to boil. With a twirl of the great axe in his hand, a dark aura filled with hatred and an even more terrifying aura of decay began to permeate the air, centered on himself.

"Rot away, Arrogante!"

What!

Baraggan's strong body, which originally resembled that of Harano, began to emanate an ominous, dark purple aura. When the ominous aura dissipated, before the king stood a skeleton wearing a golden crown.

Its powerful Spiritual Pressure, filled with an aura of aging and misfortune, moved everyone present.

Dōsan Hanyū at him with some surprise. He had started studying the Space-Time Kidō two years ago, and although it was a short time, he had already achieved considerable expertise in the field.

Dōsan immediately recognized that the decaying aura emanating from Baraggan symbolized time, the limits of time.

As the surrounding Spiritual Pressure dissipated, Dōsan Hanyū used the same method as Hachigen Ushōda to begin analyzing the barrier and Baraggan's abilities at the Reishi level.

At that moment, Baraggan, with his skull face and empty eyes, seemed to sense something. He slightly turned towards Dōsan Hanyū, extended his chained skull hand, and gave a soft "humph," though it was unclear who he was humming at.

Respira!

Baraggan had no intention of probing; a putrid aura emanated from his skull, gushing forth directly towards him.

"What?"

Kensei Muguruma companions were shocked, and some even instinctively raised their Zanpakuto.

This power was enough to terrify the onlookers.

The members of the Visored were still unsure whether Baraggan's first attempt was a test. If so, it was even more unbelievable, as such strength had already exceeded the definition of a top- Captain-level.

This definitely has to be on par with Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

How could this Baraggan be so strong?

A terrifying, decaying aura struck the dark barrier, but it vanished without a trace.

Is it really impossible to shake them even with an attack of this magnitude?

Even Kisuke Urahara's heart skipped a beat. The battle between Soul Reaper was not a simple combination. The fact that the barrier remained unmoved by Baraggan's attack, which exceeded the limits, meant that even if they joined forces, they could not shake such a barrier.

"No, it works," Dōsan Hanyū said softly.

Does it work?

The deathly aura of Baraggan continued to ravage the barrier. Urahara Hirako activated their Spiritual Pressure and eyesight to observe carefully.

Indeed, it worked; the area impacted by the decaying aura showed a barely perceptible lightening of the black color.

But what does this prove?

Hirako didn't understand, while Urahara felt that this was a change at the Reishi level, but unfortunately it was more inclined towards the Kidō), which was not Kisuke Urahara's main research area, so he didn't quite understand it either.

However, they all knew that, for this level of effectiveness, Baraggan could be considered a failure.

Forbidden Technique: Space Annihilation!

With Hachigen Ushōda hands clasped together, a mysterious and profound Spiritual Pressure struck the same spot as Baraggan's annihilating aura.

When two different spacetime forces collide, whether in the World of the Living, Soul Society, or Hueco Mundo, they will cause irreversible damage.

"Meddlesome," Baraggan replied coldly.

Hachigen Ushōda's face did not become embarrassed; he continued to maintain his Kidō.

It works.

At this moment, even the Kensei Muguruma companions noticed that the barrier at the intersection of space and time was weakening.

The combination of time and space makes this a more complex process than a simple one plus one.

Moreover, Hachi is not using his full strength right now; at least his Spiritual Pressure hasn't reached its limit. Judging from the effect he's shown, he is indeed almost at full strength.

Baraggan could no longer hold back. He reached out and unleashed a surge of dark purple death mist, emitting obscure and incomprehensible noises from his mouth.

Hachigen Ushōda's face was now covered by a Hollow Visored, and his Spiritual Pressure instantly increased several times over.

The barrier was shaking.

There's a chance, a real chance.

Just then, a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads. "Stop! This kind of time-space ability won't solve the problem; on the contrary, you're helping him recover."

Dōsan Hanyū?

"Arrogant brat."

Baraggan shows no sign of stopping. Are you trying to teach me how to do things?

He only believes what he sees.

And that white-browed brat is really annoying, second only to Aizen in annoyance.

Baraggan showed no sign of stopping; in fact, if his Spiritual Pressure hadn't truly reached its limit, he would have pushed him even further.

But no matter what he thought or how unhappy he was, it was all in vain.

Beside him, the Visored, Hollowfication fat man actually stopped after hearing Dōsan Hanyū's words.

Stop!

You're a top-tier captain, and seemingly a master of Kidō from Soul Reaper, yet you have no principles or judgment?

Is Dōsan Hanyū your father?

With only Baraggan affected, the effect was negligible. Frustrated, Baraggan withdrew his attack, ending the release of his Zanpakuto. In his Arrancar, he spread his legs and sat back on the throne.

"Dōsan Hanyū, I need an explanation."