Still Getting Crushed

"What kind of pathetic speed is that? Can you hurry up? If you're not done yet, I'm not going to hold back. I don't want to keep waiting for you here. Can you move faster?" Matsuba was already tired of standing there as he coldly looked at his opponent.

Even though he was curious and wondered what exactly the other man would become, he did not have that much free time to stand around and watch him transform endlessly.

It had already been over ten minutes, yet he still had not emerged. Could it be that he had not evolved any further and had simply died in there?

But Matsuba could still sense that the other man was alive. Still, this speed was making him extremely impatient, and he wanted to kill him right here.

Just as Matsuba was growing increasingly impatient and was about to go over and kill him himself, Aizen completed the final step. The barrier outside gradually vanished, and Aizen stepped out. What shocked everyone was the change in him.

Yet he had not evolved in an uglier direction, nor did he look as hideous as before. Instead, he had returned to looking somewhat human again. It was unexpected, yet reasonable. Presumably, there would be no further evolution.

If there was truly any change worth mentioning, it was that the Hogyoku had embedded itself directly in the man's chest. It shone with a strange and mysterious light, displaying its power and terror.

He now looked like an ordinary person with no Spiritual Pressure at all. Standing there, no one would have known how much power his body contained. Yet everyone could sense that he was more dangerous and terrifying than before. No one dared underestimate him now.

His current strength was likely comparable to Matsuba's when