Training with Ichigo (II)

Ichigo Kurosaki clenched the Hollowfication hand, feeling the terrifying power contained within. A mad glint flashed in his eyes as he raised the Hollowfication hand, palm facing Liu Ziyun. A black Cero shot out from his palm, carrying an aura of annihilation as it hurtled towards Liu Ziyun.

Liu Ziyun Zanpakuto, unleashing a fierce slash to meet the Cero. The sword light and Cero collided in mid-air, bursting forth with dazzling light before dissipating simultaneously.

However, in that instant, Ichigo Kurosaki's figure vanished from his spot once more. The next moment, he appeared behind Liu Ziyun, his Tensa Zangetsu slashing down with black Reiatsu. This strike was both fast and ruthless; if it hit, one would likely be cleaved in two.

Liu Ziyun to turn around, so he could only use the Bakudō again. "Bakudo #81, Dankū."

A transparent defensive barrier formed again, blocking Ichigo Kurosaki's slash. However, this time, Dankū didn't hold out for long. Black Reiatsu wrapped around Ichigo Kurosaki's blade, and that Reiatsu seemed capable of corroding everything. Under the erosion of the black Reiatsu, cracks began to appear in Dankū's defensive barrier, and it shattered in less than two seconds.

But those two seconds were enough. Liu Ziyun the opportunity to turn around, and his right hand, wielding the Tulu, steadily blocked the downward-slashing Tensa Zangetsu. The two blades collided, bursting into a dazzling shower of sparks, and the enormous impact spread outwards, stirring up waves of air.

Just as he blocked the attack, Liu Ziyun chanted again, "Hadō #90, Black Coffin."

Dark energy converged from all directions, enveloping Ichigo Kurosaki. The energy condensed into a huge black cube, Ichigo Kurosaki inside, before shattering with a deafening roar.

The moment the Black Coffin shattered, countless streams of black energy pierced into Ichigo Kurosaki's body from all directions, leaving him covered in wounds. Blood mist filled the air, and Ichigo Kurosaki's body fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, not a single part of his body intact.

However, this still failed to kill him. Ichigo Kurosaki lay on the ground, his entire body beginning to emit white Hollowfication matter. The matter flowed from every wound, seeped from under every inch of his skin, and slowly enveloped his entire body. He was completely covered by the white matter, as if he were wrapped in a giant cocoon.

A moment later, the white substance began to deform and condense, eventually forming a complete Hollow form. Ichigo Kurosaki had completely Hollowfication —no, he was no longer "Ichigo Kurosaki," but a completely Hollowfication monster.

His body grew taller and more ferocious, his limbs were covered with thick white keratin, a long tail trailed behind him, and he wore a complete Void Mask on his face, which was covered with red patterns. His eyes were filled with pure violence and killing intent.

Looking at the completely Hollowfication Ichigo Kurosaki, Liu Ziyun took a deep breath and gripped his twin swords tightly. The real test was yet to come.

Having completely Hollowfication, Ichigo Kurosaki no longer held back any power. His speed was outrageous, his strength astonishing, and every attack carried a devastating force.

Liu Ziyun him with all his might, wielding his twin swords to repeatedly wound and even sever Ichigo Kurosaki's body. But each time he was injured, Ichigo Kurosaki would recover completely after his High-Speed Regeneration, and each time he recovered, his strength and speed would become even greater.

It's a terrible cycle—the more you hurt him, the stronger he becomes. Unless you deliver a fatal blow, he's an opponent you can never defeat.

Liu Ziyun was starting to feel the pressure. He could sense that if things continued like this, he might really lose control of this completely Hollowfication monster. He had to find a way to awaken Ichigo Kurosaki from his Inner World, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

Meanwhile, deep within Ichigo Kurosaki's consciousness, an even more important conversation is taking place.

Ichigo Kurosaki felt as if he were falling. He passed through layer after layer of sea of consciousness, across the boundary between darkness and light, and finally arrived in a strange world.

Everything here is gray—gray sky, gray earth, gray buildings. The whole world is shrouded in a deathly silence, as if the passage of time has slowed down here.

He stood atop a tall building, looking down. On the street below stood a person who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The person had the exact same face as him, except that his hair was pure white and his skin was much whiter. He was dressed in white, carried a huge Zanpakuto on his back, and had a playful smile on his lips as he looked up at him.

"You've finally come in, Your Majesty." White —or rather, White Ichigo —said in a lazy and teasing tone. He crossed his arms, tilted his head, and looked at Ichigo Kurosaki with a strange light in his eyes.

Ichigo Kurosaki leaped from the high-rise building, landing steadily in front of White. He gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, his gaze fixed on the white figure that looked exactly like him. "Are you another form of my Zanpakuto, Zangetsu?"

White didn't answer directly, but looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of amusement. "What do you think?"

Ichigo Kurosaki frowned. He disliked this pretentious answer, but he also knew that in this world of consciousness, White was the master, and he was merely a guest. He had to follow White's rules.

"I don't know why you've become Hollowfication." Ichigo Kurosaki a deep breath, trying to keep his tone calm, "But I believe that since you are my power, I will definitely be able to control you."

Upon hearing this, White was stunned for a moment, then threw his head back and burst into laughter. The laughter echoed in the gray sky, carrying a hint of mockery and bitterness. He laughed for a long time before gradually stopping, wiping away non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and looking at Ichigo Kurosaki with a pitying gaze.

"My king, you are too naive." His voice turned low and cold. "If you could control it, why would I need to become Hollowfication?"

Ichigo Kurosaki fell silent. He knew that White was telling the truth—if he could truly control this power, the Hollows wouldn't repeatedly go berserk, wouldn't repeatedly try to seize control of his body.