The Wandenreich Silbern, which was originally covered by ice, has now been forcibly erased from the coordinates of this world.
In its place lies a vast, pristine white jade plaza, left behind by the system's immense power. A gentle breeze caresses this smooth land, devoid of any bloodstains or even a speck of dust, as if the massive massacre that had shredded billions of lives and annihilated the entire Quincy clan was nothing more than a nonexistent, illusory dream.
In the very center of this vast and boundless jade plaza, a luxurious couch, entirely created from pure Senjutsu Wood Release Chakra, stands quietly.
Tobirama Uchiha a wide, dark gold robe, leaned languidly against a cushion woven from thousand-year-old Tianshan snow silkworm silk.
Having just experienced an unprecedented massacre that Quincy Progenitor Essence, there was not a trace of fatigue or killing intent on his body. On the contrary, his terrifying life force, which was restrained to the extreme and seemed capable of turning the galaxy upside down with just a breath, was filling the surrounding air with a captivating and intoxicating fragrance of life.
"Master, please have some wine."
On the left side of the bed, Yoruichi Shihouin had changed out of her smart night clothes and into a form-fitting black gauze dress. This Flash God, who once reigned supreme in Soul Society for her speed, was now kneeling obediently beside Tobirama, holding a white jade wine cup in her delicate, snow-white hands, and carefully bringing it to the man's lips. Her golden, vertical pupils shimmered with an unyielding tenderness and absolute infatuation.
And on the right side of the bed.
Having just been both mentally and physically subdued, Bambietta Bastabayuk, the leader of the Sternritter Girls, was wearing a white military-style miniskirt that was torn in half, making it even more alluring. Her pretty face, which had originally been filled with tyranny and spoiledness, now only showed obsequiousness and docility. She was diligently using her long, slender thighs as cushions to allow Tobirama's feet to relax in the most comfortable way, while using her delicate fingers to massage her master's calf muscles with just the right amount of pressure.
He wielded immense power, and indulged in pleasure while reclining on the lap of a beautiful woman.
For this Emperor-level, who had already completely turned Soul Society and Hueco Mundo into his own backyard, the most exquisite pleasures in the world were nothing more than a moment of amusement after dinner.
" The Quincy bloodline has been extinguished in this world."
Tobirama downed the cup of sake brewed from high-purity Reishi in Tobirama, using Yoruichi Shihōin's hand as a guide. Then, with utter casualness, he extended a finger and gently stroked Bambietta's smooth cheek twice, causing the Explode girl to tremble like a cat.
"The remnants of Soul Society tremble like rats hiding in the sewers of the World of the Living, and the Menos Forest of Hueco Mundo has been plowed flat by my Wood Buddha."
Tobirama's voice echoed faintly across the empty jade plaza, carrying an utterly dull and uninspiring quality, like someone seeking only to be defeated.
"On this enormous chessboard, I can't even find a single piece that could make me break out in a cold sweat."
He slowly pushed aside the two stunning beauties beside him and straightened up from the soft couch.
Those Tenseigan Eyes, swirling with the light of stardust's annihilation, slowly rose, their gaze passing over the surrounding ruins, over the shattered clouds of the Soul Society, and piercing straight towards that highest dimension, located above all planes, tightly sealed by seventy-two extremely complex and indestructible ultra-high-density Reishi Barriers!
Royal Palace!
That is the absolute core of the entire Death God Universe, the key to maintaining the balance of the three realms, and the supreme holy land where the Soul King resides!
"Owner..."
Following Tobirama's gaze, Yoruichi Shihōin looked up at the sky, a height that even the captain of the Death God could never reach in his entire life, a hint of instinctive awe flashing in his eyes.
"That's the Royal Palace, guarded by the Royal Special Agents and the Zero Division. It's the only absolute Pure Land in the Three Realms that hasn't been affected by war."
Yoruichi Shihōin's voice was gentle, with a hint of explanation. "According to the ironclad rules of Soul Society, even the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 is absolutely not qualified to set foot there. Because to pass through those seventy-two Reishi Barriers, one must possess a key—the ' King's Key' —forged from bones and blood personally bestowed by the Soul King. Without the King's Key, no matter how strong one is, one will be instantly vaporized into nothingness by the repulsive force of those barriers."
" King's Key?"
Upon hearing this word, Tobirama showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he let out a very short and mocking chuckle.
He casually wrapped his arm around Bambietta's slender waist, feeling the female knight tremble docilely in his arms. On his incomparably handsome face, an absolute arrogance that could change the very heavens and earth appeared.
"Just a bunch of remnants of the old era hiding in their tortoise shells, clinging to life by relying on so-called barriers of law."
"Wherever I wish to go, every door in this world must obediently open."
Tobirama's gaze was like two sharp swords piercing the sky, locked firmly on that sacred space hidden above the clouds. His desire for conquest, which had swelled to an indescribable degree, roared with hunger once more.
"Once that so-called Soul King is torn off his throne, the final piece of the puzzle for the Three Realms will be completely complete."
"No key?"
Tobirama's lips curved wider, revealing a chilling smile with a cruel beauty.
"Then let's smash that broken door, along with the bunch of idiots behind it, to pieces."
At the same time.
Located atop the Soul Society's dome, within the Royal Palace, a secluded area with a Reishi concentration high enough to suffocate ordinary Death God instantly.
Five Zero Division Annexes, resembling giant floating islands, are quietly floating in the sea of clouds.
In the center of these five separate palaces, inside the spacious main hall of the Imperial Palace, the atmosphere, though solemn, exuded a strangely relaxed and blindly confident air.
Before a huge round table carved with ancient patterns, five strange figures exuding an ancient and profound aura, whose combined Spiritual Pressure even surpassed that of the entire Gotei 13, were sitting together.
They are the five members of the Zero Division, who made history for the Death God and were known as the "Royal Agents"!
"How ugly, those brats from the Gotei 13."
With his distinctive pompadour and a toothpick dangling from his mouth, the hot spring demon, Tenjirō Kirinji, propped his legs up on the round table with utter disdain. He toyed with the wooden soup spoon in his hand, his tone full of condescending sarcasm.
"Not only did old man Yamamoto get caught up in it, but the Quincy of the Wandenreich even managed to forcibly replace the Seireitei. In the end, even that troublesome Yhwach was wiped out in the lower realms."
"These gatekeepers have utterly disgraced the Death God." As the founder of the Medical Kido and Reincarnation schools in Soul Society, Tenjirō Kirinji didn't seem to have much empathy for the lives of the lower realm beings; he was more concerned about the disgrace brought about by this chaos.
"You can't say that, Tenshiro."
Sitting beside him, the Valley King, Kirio Hikifune, who was extremely plump and held a bowl of food radiating astonishing Spiritual Pressure, smiled and stuffed a large mouthful of food into his mouth.
"Although those brats were indeed useless, it must be admitted that the silver-haired man who suddenly appeared below possessed an extremely rare power structure. He was able to drain the essence of Hueco Mundo in an instant, which has seriously disrupted the causal balance of the soul cycle in the three realms." As the creator of the Soul Candy, Kirio Hikifune had an extremely keen perception of the flow of energy.
"Yo yo yo! The balance has been broken, Soul-Cutting Sword is crying!"
Wearing exaggerated sunglasses, sporting an afro, and dressed in a gaudy down jacket, the " Ōetsu Nimaiya —suddenly began to twist his body comically in his chair, loudly singing and dancing to an extremely off-key rap rhythm.
"That guy's an anomaly! An uncontrollable madman! Even the Asauchi I created tremble at that brute force! But so what? He doesn't have a VIP ticket; he can't ascend to our noble clouds! Yeah!"
As Ōetsu Nimaiya sang, he pointed with great pride to the palace ceiling above him, which was covered with incantations.
"That's right, Wang Yue is right."
A cold, mechanical female voice interrupted the Sword God's incessant chatter.
Senjumaru Shutara, the Great Weaver with six incredibly flexible skeletal mechanical arms and draped in magnificent brocade, sat upright in a chair, his eyes, devoid of any luster, gleaming with extreme arrogance and coldness.
As the creator of the Shihakusho, she has always looked down upon all living beings with the most noble and elegant demeanor.
"Even though that man named Tobirama Uchiha possessed the savage power to plow this land into flat ground, he was ultimately just a crude man who didn't understand the principles governing the laws of the world."
Senjumaru Shutara's mechanical arm waved gently behind him, as if weaving an invisible web of fate.
"The seventy-two barriers surrounding the Royal Palace are a manifestation of the world's underlying logic. Without the bone and blood modification bestowed by the Soul King, also known as the ' King's Key,' any matter that touches the barrier will be completely erased the moment it comes into contact with it."
"He's like a wild beast that reigns supreme in a quagmire. Even if he wipes out all the creatures in the quagmire, he will never be able to leap out of the water and touch our stars high in the heavens."
Extreme arrogance!
These members of the Zero Division, who have lived for countless years and established all the basic rules for the Bleach World, have long been accustomed to regarding themselves as beings equal to creators.
In their eyes, no matter how fierce the war below was, it was nothing more than two ant colonies fighting over the ownership of a rotten apple.
And they are the observers standing on an absolutely safe high platform. Although the man named Tobirama Uchiha is ridiculously powerful, as long as he cannot break through the "door" that is sealed by both physics and rules, he will forever only be fit for impotent rage in the lower realm.
" Senju Clan is absolutely right."
Just then...
The bald monk, who had been sitting upright in the main seat, was the most robust in physique, had a thick beard, and wore a huge string of Buddhist beads around his neck. Finally, he slowly put down the thick calligraphy brush in his hand.
Eye Monk-- Ichibē Hyōsube!
The absolute leader of the Zero Division, the "namer" of everything in Soul Society. He gave names to everything at the very beginning of this world's existence. In the laws of Soul Society, controlling a name is equivalent to controlling everything.
On his broad face was a smile that seemed to encompass all things in the world, yet also exuded absolute coldness and domineering power.
"That young man's power has indeed surpassed the boundaries of ordinary Death God and Quincy. He has devoured Yhwach's essence, which poses a great threat to the balance of the world."
Ichibē Hyōsube stroked his thick beard, a cold glint flashing in his deep-set eyes, like a divine pronouncement.
"However, there is no need for you to worry."
"Since he lacks the King's Key, he is forever locked beneath this sky."
"Once he's had his fill of wreaking havoc down below and exhausted his ferocious energy, we'll join forces and descend to the mortal realm to lay a trap."
Ichibē Hyōsube picked up the huge brush on the table and casually drew a black "death" character in the air.
"Everything in this world was named by this old man."
"As long as I use this pen to erase the name ' Tobirama Uchiha,' his proud power, his indestructible body, and even all traces of his existence in this world will instantly turn into a blank sheet of paper."
"A nameless shadow is nothing more than a blob of ink from my pen."
The monk's words were filled with a blind faith in the power of his own rules.
To these "gods" who have made history, what are physical crushing blows? What are conceptual-level primal devouring? Before the Zero Division, with their "cheat code" of controlling the bottom layer of the world, all of these are trivial tricks that can be manipulated at will!
"Hahaha! No wonder you're a monk! You're absolutely right!"
Tenjirō Kirinji laughed loudly, spitting the toothpick in his mouth onto the ground. "In that case, let's continue drinking tea and watching the show here, and while we're at it, let's discuss how to recruit a new batch of obedient dogs from the World of the Living to rebuild the Gotei 13 after we've punished that criminal who disrupted the balance."
Kirio Hikifune continued to eat heartily, Ōetsu Nimaiya resumed his comical dance, Senjumaru Shutara closed his eyes to rest, as if everything that happened in the mortal world had nothing to do with them, these high and mighty gods.
The enemy's final act of showing off before the battle was portrayed to the extreme.
They are immersed in the absolute sense of security and superiority they have created for themselves, completely unaware that the "underlying logic" they rely on is utterly vulnerable.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
However, at the very moment when the five members of the Zero Division were enjoying their "judgment tea party" to the fullest and were most carried away with their pride!
Imperial Palace, there was a sacred palace that had remained unshaken for countless years.
Without warning, a terrifying tremor erupted, like a cosmic explosion, powerful enough to shatter a person's internal organs!!!
"Splash splash splash!"
The exquisite tea sets and Reishi dishes on the round table were instantly blown away by the violent tremor and smashed to pieces on the ground!
"What happened?!"
Ōetsu Nimaiya, who was dancing just moments before, stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. Her exaggerated sunglasses slipped down to the tip of her nose, revealing an extremely horrified look in her eyes.
Senjumaru Shutara's six mechanical arms slammed into the ground, barely managing to steady herself. For the first time, a look of horror appeared on her perpetually icy face. "It's the outer Reishi Barriers! The barrier is undergoing an extremely terrifying physical impact!!!"
"What a joke!" Tenjirō Kirinji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Those are seventy-two absolute repulsion rules! Without the King's Key, even Cero or Kido would be instantly assimilated and absorbed if it hits them. How could it possibly cause physical shock?!"
The smile on Ichibē Hyōsube's face finally vanished completely as he sat in the main seat.
He gripped the enormous writing brush tightly, his all-seeing eyes fixed intently on the ground directly below the palace.
At the edge of that view, beyond the layers of clouds and barriers.
He sensed it.
It's not some kind of Kido, nor is it some kind of energy beam.
It's one person.
A man who is completely unreasonable, whose presence even makes the surrounding space groan, is acting in the most savage, brutal, and contrary-to-all physical and Reishi common sense manner.
Relying on pure physical strength, like a world-destroying meteorite rising in reverse, he directly smashed his fist into the first Reishi Barriers!
"Bang--------!!!!!!!!"
The second sound was even more deafening, creating countless visible black cracks throughout the entire Royal Palace space. It traveled violently through the earth's crust into the main hall!
"Impossible... The barrier... The barrier cracked?!"
The usually composed Kirio Hikifune let out an extremely sharp scream.
In their mind, which was shattered by their worldview.
Just a second ago they were mocking him as "a mud beast that can't get out of the swamp without a key."
At this moment, he is using his fists to brutally break through the so-called "underlying logic of the world" and the so-called "insurmountable gate of God".
Like shattering a fragile piece of glass, one layer, two layers, ten layers, twenty layers!!!
Unstoppable! Unstoppable!
With the most extreme barbarity, they ruthlessly shattered the last vestiges of arrogance and pretense of dignity of these remnants of the old era!
"Gentlemen."
A bead of cold sweat finally appeared on Ichibē Hyōsube's broad face. He stared intently at the ground beneath his feet, which was emitting a constant, agonizing cracking sound, his voice hoarse from extreme shock.
"Prepare to meet the enemy."
"That monster that is not bound by rules..."
"He forced his way in!!!"