Amid the intertwining of chaos and order, the Soul King, an existence transcending all things, silently gazed upon every corner of this world.
He was not merely the foundation of the world, but also the supreme "Power Entity" born from primordial chaos. His very existence was the universe's deepest mystery.
Aizen's punch was not merely a physical impact, but a provocation against the order of the universe. The trace it left in the Void was like a rift in time, eternally recording the shock of that moment.
When his fist collided with the Soul King's seemingly ethereal yet all-encompassing body, the entire Three Realms seemed to tremble.
Invisible waves of power spread like ripples into every corner. The boundaries between the Three Realms blurred, as though they had returned to the age before chaos had been divided.
Yet the Soul King slowly recovered beneath that power. His existence was far more resilient than anyone had imagined.
"Hell?"
The Soul King's voice echoed through the Void, carrying an almost imperceptible heaviness.
For a long time, as part of the Chaos World, Hell had been both the destination of souls and the source of despair and suffering.
It was like a massive black hole, devouring every living being that tried to escape, leaving countless souls to wander through endless darkness.
Now, with the destruction of the Three Realms, Hell's seal seemed to be gradually loosening as well. That long-suppressed Darkness Power was stirring, attempting to devour the entire universe.
Aizen looked toward two places in the Chaos World.
One was Hell.
Hell, the realm that had coexisted with the Chaos World since ancient times, was the final destination of souls and the source of all sin and despair.
When chaos first began, Hell and the Chaos World had together formed the foundation