Ichibē Hyōsube glanced at Aizen, then looked at Yan Si standing in the distance, who had been stained with ink.
When the ink was thrown out from the tip of the knife, the splash was not large, only on the key right leg.
From the knees down, the calf was wrapped in black ink, as if wearing a black sock. He must have been forced to stand now.
He also admired their talents.
The so-called Kidō can be used not only by chanting it.
To coordinate with the chanting, mobilize Reishi to form the context of Kidō.
Chanting is just an auxiliary, the real key is the Reishi veins, which can also be said to be drawing the formation directly on the palm of your hand.
The more powerful the Kidō is, the more complex it will naturally be, and may even involve multiple Reishi characteristic changes.
I was able to use it just by looking at it once, even the captain of Kidō Corps couldn't do it.
The corners of his mouth twitched up, and he held the brush in his right hand and drew a black ink mark in the air.
Where the pen tip passes, a thin slit is cut in the air, and ink seeps out from the slit, hanging in the air without falling.
"Dye it black, Ichimonji." The tip of the brush changed.
The bristles gather, flatten, and elongate into the shape of a knife blade.
He held it tightly and looked at Aizen, explaining with a smile.
"Do you feel weird? You can't tell whether it's a pen or a knife."
Aizen frowned slightly.
Staring at that thing, I really couldn't tell whether it was the pen tip or the blade.
The pen barrel is the pen barrel, but the tip is the blade.
There is ink on the blade, and there is the tip of the pen in the ink.
There seems to be no Spiritual Power feeling on it, which makes Shinigami, who are accustomed to using Reishi, subconsciously ignore it.
His left hand is open and his palm is aimed at Ichibē Hyōsube.
Hadō #88·Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō.
The beam of light shot out from his palm, which was very thick and bright, with crackling arcs. He did not use Forbidden Hadō, because he could not make it instantaneous, and the required Spiritual Power was also much higher.
Ichibē Hyōsube slashed the incoming beam with his sword.
The blade cut into the beam and split it in the middle.
The beam split into two halves, passing by both sides of his body, and blasting two large craters on the stone slab behind him.
He rushed straight towards Aizen.
Hold Ichimonji tightly with both hands, aim the tip of the knife at Aizen's abdomen, and swing the knife.
Aizen is not hardwired.
He stepped back quickly and flicked his fingers in front of him.
Hadō #1·Chong.
Hadō #4·White Ray.
Hadō-11·Tsuzuri Raiden.
Small Kidō shot out from his fingertips, one after another, hitting the blade and Ichibē Hyōsube's wrist. Each one was bounced away at the moment of contact, like water droplets splashing on a stone.
Ichibē Hyōsube's knife doesn't stop.
When he swung the knife, ink flew out of the knife and splashed everywhere.
On the stone slabs, on the pillars, in the air.
The ink doesn't dry when it falls on the ground, and it doesn't fall when it hangs in the air.
Aizen I don't know what effect the ink after Shikai has, but it's best if it doesn't stick to it.
He hid very carefully, stepping in the gaps of the ink every step he took.
I have been holding Kyōka Suigetsu in my right hand, trying to recover it while distracted.
It's just that I still have no solution at this point in the battle, but I have found some direction.
Just keep dragging it on and you can--
He retreated one after another and distanced himself.
He lowered his head and looked at the Zanpakuto clenched in his right hand. The ink on the blade was still there, and the black color was very thick.
His frown deepened.
He raised his head and looked at Ichibē Hyōsube and said coldly.
"I see, is this the power behind your Shikai?"
"It actually makes the Zanpakutō lose its name."
Just now when he was thinking about liberating the Zanpakutō, he actually didn't know its name.
The knife in my hand is just an ordinary Asauchi.
Not Kyōka Suigetsu, not any Zanpakutō, just a sword without a name.
Ichibē Hyōsube patted his big belly with his right hand and laughed.
"Oh ho ho, that's right."
"Of course I noticed that you were stalling for time and wanted to use the knife again."
He held Ichimonji across his chest, and the ink on the blade was flowing, from the tip to the handle, and from the handle back to the tip. "Unfortunately, if it is covered with Ichimonji, you will lose your name."
"Whatever has no name has no power."
"Even if you are talented and intelligent, you will never be able to use the power of that sword again."
He raised Ichimonji with one hand, the tip of the knife facing up.
The ink on the blade began to surge, spraying upward from the tip of the blade.
Black ink rose into the air, condensed into a ball, and then he waved it down.
The tip of the knife points to the ground.
A black torrent spurted out from the tip of the knife.
The torrent was overwhelming, swallowing up Aizen whole person, and also swallowed up Yan Si.
The ink poured down from the top of the head, flowed from the shoulders, and dripped from the waist.
The torrent only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, leaving only two people Blackening inked.
From head to toe, from shoulders to fingers, from waist to ankles. The whole person is black, as if fished out of an ink pool.
Yan Si looked down at himself.
He didn't expect Ichibē Hyōsube's attack to be so fast, and he didn't even react.
He really deserves to be the captain of Squad Zero, he is awesome when he takes it seriously.
He looked at Aizen who was also Blackening.
Aizen stood there, still holding the knife in his right hand, and his whole body was black.
Yan Si is thinking about whether to write his name secretly.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
It's okay if Aizen loses like this, and the rest will be done by yourself.
Ichibē Hyōsube held Ichimonji in his right hand, stood in front of the two people, smiled loudly and said:
"Siwei Yan, Aizen Sōsuke..."
"No, they used to be Siwei Yan and Aizen Sōsuke." He took Ichimonji off his shoulder and pointed the tip of the knife at them.
"Isn't it painful to lose your name?"
"But don't be afraid, I'm here to help you choose a new name."
He lifted Ichimonji above his head.
The ink on the blade began to fade, turning from black to white.
The white light lit up from the tip of the knife, and the original blade turned into a white pen tip.
The bristles are very long and soft, with a soft luster under the Reishi light.
"Shinuchi·White pen Ichimonji."
He held the pen horizontally in front of him and tapped the penholder twice with his fingers.
"In the latest terms, Shinuchi is the so-called Bankai."
"Shinuchi is the earliest evolved Zanpakutō born before Bankai appeared in this world."
He held the brush in both hands and began to write in the air. The tip of the pen passed through the air, leaving white writing.
The characters are big and bright, hanging in the air.
He explained as he wrote:
"This knife can be engraved with a new name at Ichimonji Blackening."
He put away his pen.
The writing fell from the air, falling on Aizen, and on Yan Si.
Aizen has two words written on his body - Caterpillar.
The two characters are very big, written from chest to waist.
Yan Si also has two words written on his body - ant.
The words are not big and just fill up the chest.
Ichibē Hyōsube seems very satisfied with the masterpiece he wrote.
He put his hands on his hips and asked with a smile, "So, how are you feeling now?"
He looked at Aizen.
"The past was Aizen Sōsuke's caterpillar."
Looked at Yan Si again.
"The past was Siwei Yan's ant."
Yan Si didn't respond and looked at Aizen's back.
Aizen stood there, motionless.
The whole person is still black, and the two characters on the body are very white, which is particularly dazzling on the black background.
This guy feels like he's really going to die.
He squeezed the hand in his pocket to confirm that it was not affected by the white pen Ichimonji and that the power was still there.
Aizen raised his head, opened his mouth slightly and said coldly.
"Can you do this?" "What an amazing ability."
Ichibē Hyōsube heard the other party's plain words and narrowed his eyes in response:
"Caterpillar, you don't seem to understand the difference in strength between us."
He put Ichimonji back on his shoulders.
"Forget it, that's the end of the caterpillar."
He raised his foot, which was very big, and stepped forward.
The moment the foot fell, a huge foot appeared above Aizen's head.
The sole of the foot is bigger than Riden and wider than a square.
Pressing down from the sky, with the sound of howling wind.
Boom!
The soles of his feet stepped on Aizen, stepping on the ground.
The ground of Riden was directly broken into powder. Aizen just fell weakly downwards and disappeared into the gravel and smoke.
Ichibē Hyōsube turned his head and looked at Yan Si.
"It's your turn, Ant."
Yan Si's right hand was inserted in his pocket and was about to be taken out.
Suddenly I felt a burst of breath.
Not from him, but from below, from where Aizen fell.
It's just a little strange why Ichibē Hyōsube didn't notice it. This power is very strong.
Yan Si thought for a while, stopped the hand he was about to take out, and said to Ichibē Hyōsube.
"You haven't killed the caterpillar yet."
"He emerged from his cocoon and became a butterfly."
Ichibē Hyōsube's eyes widened. He turned around and looked down, trying to find the fallen Aizen.
The rubble was still falling, the smoke was still rising, and there was nothing. The next moment, he felt some pain in his chest, as if something penetrated from behind and came out from the front.
He opened his mouth and spurted blood.
Aizen stood behind him.
His right hand penetrated Ichibē Hyōsube's back and came out from his chest.
There is no blood on the hands, just white light.
The ink on his body is fading, starting from the top of his head and spreading downward.
Revealing her original hair, her white face, and her white robe.
The two words on his body are also fading away, and the word "caterpillar" is beginning to blur from the edges and disappear.
Yan Si's eyes narrowed slightly.
He looked at the current Aizen.
There is a crack on the forehead, from the center of the eyebrow upward to the hairline downward.
The eyebrows are gone and the brow bones are bare. Three pairs of transparent wings hang down from the back. The wings are very thin and almost transparent under the Reishi light, with only a circle of pale golden light on the edges.
There is a hole in the chest, the size of a fist, with neat edges, and Hogyoku is embedded inside.
The bead was rotating, the nebula inside was flowing, and blue-violet light seeped out from the edge of the hole and spread outward along the lines of the skin.
Unexpectedly, Aizen actually evolved directly into the fourth form, Fusion.
This is Hogyoku judging that there is no way to win the first three forms and skipping the level directly?
He reached out and touched Hogyoku on his chest.
The beads are very quiet, embedded in the skin, neither cold nor hot, and show no signs of evolution.
He pressed it with his finger, but the bead didn't move.
I pressed it, but it still didn't move.
No, we cannot continue to wait until Hogyoku evolves independently.
His fingers moved on Hogyoku, and the tip of his index finger pressed on the surface of the bead.
Write with a pointing pen, stroke by stroke, writing very slowly. Fusion.
The moment the last stroke came down, there was a slight clicking sound in his heart.
The sound was very soft, like the first cracks on the ice.
Hogyoku is cracked in the center.
From the middle to the edges, the cracks spread like lightning in all directions.
Yan Si frowned and directly used his own power to force Fusion. Will such a situation happen?
Power gushes from the cracks.
Those powers came out of Hogyoku, not Reishi, but something else.
It was very thick and heavy, flowing into his blood vessels and into his muscles and bones.
He immediately concentrated his mind, closed his eyes, and absorbed it wholeheartedly.
Ichibē Hyōsube stood there, eyes wide open, looking down at the palm on his chest, looking at the slave hand.
He slowly turned his head and his voice came out of his throat. "How is that possible?"
What shocked him was not that Aizen faded away the black color, nor that the other party did not die.
But even though his chest is penetrated now, he still can't feel the other party's Reiatsu.
This situation only occurred when facing Soul King.
He stared at Aizen, his pupils shrinking.
Aizen slowly took out his hand.
His fingers came out from Ichibē Hyōsube's chest. There was no blood on them, they were clean, not even a drop.
Speak calmly.
"Are you surprised? I just walked up like this, and you didn't even notice."
He walked up to Ichibē Hyōsube so that the other party could see clearly through his eyes.
"Prove that you can't sense my Reiatsu at all."
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "Because I have become the limit beyond Shinigami, Xu, Quincy."
"Became Transcendent."
"From this moment on, I am already standing in the sky."
Ichibē Hyōsube's face turned red and he shouted angrily:
"Arrogant!"
He wanted to attack, so he raised his right hand and spread his fingers, but his right hand did not move.
When I turned around and looked over, my right hand was gone.
From the wrist down, there is nothing.
The break was very neat, and blood poured out of the blood vessels and dripped on the stone slab.
The hand fell to the ground, fingers still curled.
Aizen smiled and pointed his finger at Ichibē Hyōsube.
"No need to struggle." "A greedy and arrogant guy like you has no right to live as a subject."
"Hadō #90·Black Coffin!"
Black light emerged from his fingertips.
The darkness spurted out from the fingertips and spread forward.
It takes shape above the head of Ichibē Hyōsube and turns into a huge Black Coffin.
That Black Coffin is very tall, so high that you can't even see the top.
Ichibē Hyōsube was swallowed up by Black Coffin.
The darkness closed, no sound, no light.
After a while, Black Coffin disappeared.
Nothing was left on the stone slab.
No bodies, no clothes, no weapons.
There were only a few drops of blood, which were particularly dazzling on the stone slab. Aizen turned around, put one hand in his pocket, and walked up to Yan Si.
He looked down at Yan Si and glanced at his chest. The Hogyoku had cracked.
Aizen's brows moved slightly.
"Brother Yan Si, why do you want to give up the path of evolution using fear instinct?"
He originally planned to use his absolute power to crush Yan Si and let him complete his evolution.
But I didn't expect Yan Si to use other methods.
Yan Si raised his head and responded with a smile.
"I always prefer to take another route, don't I?"
Aizen nodded thoughtfully.
He didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards Soul King's location.
His steps were slow, his wings swaying slightly behind him.
After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned his head. "Brother Yan Si, if you can't evolve, then just live in Human World with peace of mind."
"I will rearrange the world."
His body turned into Reishi light spots and disappeared.
The moment Aizen left, two figures appeared beside Yan Si at the same time.
Yoruichi falls from the left, and Urahara falls from the right.
Yoruichi hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and wiped Yan Si's face continuously.
Her fingers rubbed hard on the ink.
The ink doesn't move and is still black.
Yan Si reached out and grabbed her wrist and said with a smile:
"Don't worry."
"I need some time now."
Yoruichi looked down at Yan Si's chest. The Hogyoku was almost completely shattered. The cracks were getting denser and denser, and the light was pouring out from the cracks, getting brighter and brighter.. No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a correct evolution. Hogyoku is going to be broken. Her hands are shaking. Yan Si turned her head and said to Urahara.
"Aizen didn't figure out how to break the seal of Soul King so quickly."
"So you can quickly make Boundary-Breaking Gate and ask the people from Hueco Mundo to come over."
Urahara's face keeps changing.
When Aizen killed Ichibē Hyōsube just now, he witnessed the whole process.
You can't feel the situation of the opponent Spiritual Power at all, so you can't attack at all.
But there is good news, Hogyoku is still there, which means that the trap is still there.
However, Aizen is already so strong.
Unless someone severely injures him, forcefully activating it will have no effect.
He looked down at the appearance of Yan Si's chest. It was still unclear whether he could successfully evolve.
Do we really want to make Boundary-Breaking Gate?
Shinigami captains can never be the opponents of Aizen now. If the door is really opened, Quincy and Xu will definitely come over. How will it end then?
He stood still and didn't move.
The hands were clenched in the cuffs, loosened, and clenched again.
Yan Si did not continue to press.
Originally I asked Urahara to make Boundary-Breaking Gate, but I just wanted Yhwach to come over and delay Aizen.
But it doesn't matter if the other party doesn't want to. The key to the problem is whether you can absorb Hogyoku.
He gave Yoruichi a reassuring look, then sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.
Yoruichi stood beside him, looked at his face, moved his lips, and said nothing.
Suddenly, Reishi was shaking at Yan Si's eardrum.
"Siwei Yan, do you understand your power?"
The person who communicates in this way is Soul King.
This time he put it directly against the eardrum, and even Yoruichi found no abnormality next to him. Yan Si also operated Reishi and gave feedback.
"Roughly speaking, he can be regarded as a playwright."
"Earn income by writing stories..."
Soul King interrupted him.
"No, I'm not talking about the manifestation of power."
Yan Si sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning deeply.
His eyelids moved but did not open.
Indeed, whether writing stories or absorbing Spiritual Power, they are all expressions of one's own abilities.
If you want to continue to delve deeper--
He thought of Shinigami, virtual, Quincy and Fullbringer.
The root of these four forces is Reishi.
Without Reishi as the foundation, no power can be used. This is the Three Realms foundation created by Soul King.
Just now, he could no longer feel the Reishi breath of Aizen.
Those Reishis on his body have evolved into something else. Although they can be sensed, they are by no means pure Reishis.
That's why he calls himself Transcendent.
What about your own abilities?
What is the most fundamental aspect of ability?
Thinking back carefully, whether you are writing novels to absorb Reishi, or directly seizing other people's Reishi, it seems that you are using Reishi, no different from others.
But just now, because he was worried that he would be beaten by Aizen, he broke open Hogyoku and absorbed the power inside.
That power seems to exist not as Reishi due to its own abilities, but more like--
The power of the soul.
"Soul King, the power of the soul is not Reishi, right?"