I Am Me, Sosuke Aizen

Like a sculpture, Aizen remained unchanged despite the Monk' kneading and shaping; he simply kept falling towards the mortal realm.

The Monk's Thousand-Mile Heaven-Piercing Kick was also perfectly timed, allowing Aizen to break through the barrier without damaging a single Aizen's body.

As more and more layers of Aizen fell, the enormous drumbeats from the shattering barrier resounded throughout the Seireitei and Rukongai.

"This is going to be a big problem. Ukitake, you'd better be prepared to catch the aftershocks."

Kyōraku and Ukitake had arrived at the expected landing point. Looking at the surrounding aristocratic district, they realized that if that ant were to fall, the resulting damage would be incalculable.

"No problem." Ukitake said, holding up a page of blueprints. He had already activated his Bankai, incorporating the surrounding area into the drawing. "We're about to face the Zero Squad head-on. Do you think we should try to make it look a little more convincing?"

Kyōraku was silent for a moment. He understood what Ukitake meant. Their Gotei 13 hadn't stopped Aizen from entering the Soul King Palace, so they had to leave some trace of it.

"Well, you don't need to. Just stay the way you were before. As for me..."

Ukitake only needed to maintain his coughing, half-dead state as before, while Kyōraku, after a moment's hesitation, activated his Katen Kyōkotsu and played a game with his Zanpakuto, deliberately letting the Kageoni pierce his foot.

"Hiss, that's about right." Kyōraku's lips twitched.

"It's coming!" Ukitake warned immediately upon hearing the explosion overhead.

Aizen, or rather, Aizen's heart, was always immersed in confusion. He walked alone in a pitch-black world, where the only light was the "ant" hanging in the sky.

Was he really an ant? Aizen didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, but what was he then? He couldn't find it, he couldn't find his direction, or rather, his direction was obscured by this darkness.

But Aizen's inner voice told him that confusion and doubt shouldn't exist in him. Why was he so confident?

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Aizen came into view. Looking at the lake, a dignified and confident man appeared before Aizen.

Is this what he looks like? Is this what he looks like?

Aizen raised his jet-black hand, and the reflection on the lake moved in unison. A flash of lightning streaked through his mind, and everything became clear.

That's him. He's not some black ant. He has a name. He is Sosuke Aizen. His truest self is reflected on the mirror-like lake. Sosuke Aizen, a man destined to stand above the heavens!

In the sky, the ant that wrote in white suddenly shattered, and the black ink on its body softened, turning into drops of ink that faded away from its body, revealing its true form.

Aizen crouched by the lake, gently stroking his reflection on the water's surface. A mocking smile crept across his face. The power of the Ichimonji was indeed terrifying, and the technique of smearing and altering names was truly frightening.

Unfortunately, everything has its counter. Ichimonji's opponent was his Zanpakuto, the power beyond the Kyoka Suigetsu Water Moon, the Mirror Clarity!

Keeping users absolutely alert—that's the Mirror Clarity!

Looking at his reflection in the lake, a strong sense of pride welled up within him. Aizen raised his head, his unwavering conviction breaking through the dark sky.

I am who I am, I am Sosuke Aizen!

As his belief returned to its essence, a powerful force resonated deep within his body, and a dazzling purple light guided Aizen in the right direction.

It's the Hogyoku, no, they were originally one, it's the power of the Dreamlike Collapse.

Just as Aizen was about to be crushed into the Seireitei by the final Thousand-Mile Kick, he stopped on the last barrier. A dazzling purple light shone through the Monk's Thousand-Mile Kick, and a smile appeared on Aizen's lowered face.

He felt as if he could see through the solid barrier to the situation in Seireitei below, the spiritual pressure of Kyōraku and Ukitake.

With his objective not yet achieved, Aizen could not yet see his former colleagues. He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the 71 layers of barriers to look directly at the Monk's position. It was time to strike back.

Aizen raised his fingertips above his head, and a series of Kyoka Suigetsu bloomed above his head. With a flash of light, the Thousand-Mile Sky-Piercing Kick was blasted to pieces.

The Monk, far away in the Soul King Palace, swayed for a moment, as if something had pierced the soles of his feet. The relaxed and cheerful expression on his face vanished. He already knew that Sosuke Aizen had taken back his name.

A purple light shot into the sky. This time, Aizen did not choose to step into the Soul King Palace step by step. Instead, he released a massive amount of spiritual pressure to announce his return to the Monk.

The next moment, the man with the dreamlike aura appeared before the Monk once again— Sosuke Aizen.

"I never expected you to be able to find your name again, Aizen," the Monk said first.

"It's nothing special, I just don't want to be an ant that you trample on."

Aizen appeared calm and collected, but in reality, he harbored deep anger. Anyone who had been so humiliated would find it hard not to feel a surge of rage, let alone someone as ambitious as Aizen.

"An ant is just an ant. If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time!"

Monk monk clapped his hands, and intense spiritual pressure condensed around him, forming a long golden dragon intertwined with lightning. The thunder and fire hidden in the dragon's mouth possessed the power to destroy the world.

"Hadō: Eighth Path - Thunder Dragon Slayer!"

A golden dragon charged toward Aizen, Aizen immediately recognized what it was carrying in the air: the Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō. It seemed that the 88th Devil Hadō used by the Seireitei was an improved version of this Hadō.

Since that's the case, then Kido's defeat him using the Seireitei we learned at Seireitei!

"Hadō 99: Goryūtenmetsu!"

However, the so-called Goryūtenmetsu was no longer ordinary in Aizen's hands. The five giant dragons, constructed from purple crystals, bit at the Reverse Hadō released by the Monk.

The Monk's Hadō power was indeed formidable, but it couldn't withstand the combined attack of five giant dragons.

Aizen did consider using his favorite Kurohitsugi, but considering that all darkness was under the control of the Monk, he simply gave up on the Kurohitsugi.

After awakening on the lake, Aizen had a new idea. He raised his head, and oval mirrors appeared above him. Aizen flew into the mirrors.

With each mirror he passed through, Aizen's body grew larger. After passing through a series of convex mirrors, Aizen had become a giant, as tall as the Inner Palace he saw.

Looking down at the two Kido locked in combat, Aizen now sees them as nothing more than child's play, and the Monk is even more easily manipulated by Aizen.

A kaleidoscope-like flower bloomed in Aizen's palm, Monk the Aizen was trapped inside it, enjoying the chaotic and complex power tearing at his body.

"Fall into depravity, into confusion, and ultimately shatter and vanish!"

Aizen's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, striking the Monk's heart like a demon's whisper. Aizen clenched the flower in his palm tightly, determined to crush the Monk along with it.

The Monk's muscles were taut, and even the body Wang Jian had created felt the pressure increasing rapidly; his eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

That's really something. This sense of impending death is something the Monk hasn't felt in countless years.

Strands of golden spiritual pressure emerged from the Monk's body. A golden body formed and expanded outside the Monk's body. As the Mirror Flower shattered, a golden giant broke free from Aizen's grasp.

Similar to the Senri Touten Palm, the Monk can freely use spiritual pressure to condense gigantic limbs. In the past, he could only use a portion of his limbs to attack enemies, but now Aizen has forced out all of his power.

A gigantic golden Monk appeared within the territory of the Soul King Palace, with the Monk himself residing within the chest of this golden giant.

"Congratulations, you're the first person to force out my full Soul King's Power." The golden giant revealed a terrifying smile, as chilling as Monk's. "I will bury you completely!"

As Bleach has existed since ancient times, the body forged by the Monk Wang Jian contains the Soul King's Power accumulated over countless years. When released, it can even subtly suppress the gigantic Aizen.

"It is truly an honor to have a powerful figure like you as my final stepping stone to the throne!" Before he could finish speaking, Aizen, with the beautiful flowers blooming around him, launched an attack on the golden giant.

Even with his body enlarged, Aizen's combat intelligence remained; he attacked the Monk's chest.

The Monk was clearly stunned upon hearing Aizen's words. After taking a punch to the chest, he had no choice but to fight back.

Both of them used most of their spiritual pressure to condense their powerful physical bodies, leaving no extra power to unleash the ever-changing attacks of the Kido. Instead, they returned to the most basic physical collision.

The thuds echoed like thunder throughout Soul Society; outside of this battle, someone else was working tirelessly in silence.

Tsuna the two guys fighting hand-to-hand on the screen in his heart. The reason why Soul Society only heard the sound of thunder and did not fall into a general tremor was largely due to Tsuna.

Driven by Rain Flame of equal power to those of the two in the sky, a light Koume fell across every corner of Soul Society, its Sedation power seeping into every inch of the land.

Compared to Tsuna, the others didn't have as many concerns; they were enjoying the strongest hand-to-hand combat in Soul Society.

"I told you that the advantage of Hakuda is superior to Zanjutsu!" Yoruichi said smugly amidst the atmosphere of everyone's rapture.

"Lady Yoruichi is right!" In this situation, only Soi Fon would agree with Yoruichi.

Hearing Yoruichi and Soi Fon discussing Hakuda (a type of combat game), Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto couldn't help but look down at his own scarred arms; the power of his Genryū Sōkotsu seemed somewhat insufficient...

"Hey, Old Man Yamamoto, if we cooperate, we might be able to fight them!" Having witnessed the battle between the Monk and Aizen, Ryūjin Jakka unusually took the initiative to communicate with Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.

Faced with even greater power, Ryūjin Jakka lost all interest in playing tricks on Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. It was very similar to Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto in personality, both being equally competitive.

Let's save the arguments for after we become the strongest Bleach in Soul Society...