Seal It! Black Winged Demon!

High-Speed Regeneration.

A skill possessed by some Hollows. Ordinary Hollows usually discarded this ability after becoming Arrancar in exchange for greater offensive power, but Ulquiorra had retained it. Aside from his internal organs and brain, any other damaged part of his body could regenerate in an extremely short time. As long as Qi Yan was still using Take Over Magic on Ulquiorra, injuries of this degree were practically no different from being uninjured.

"What?!"

"How is that possible?!"

"It healed?!"

Everyone who saw this was dumbfounded. The world of magic had all kinds of spells, but they had never heard of one that could heal itself so quickly.

"You brat..."

Camille was equally shocked. This kid already possessed terrifying speed, strength, attack power, and magical destructive force, yet he was also seemingly immortal. It was his first time encountering such a monster.

"Your magic should be Full Reflection Magic, right?"

Qi Yan looked at Camille. Both attacks had been reflected back at him, and he had already roughly guessed Camille's magic.

"Not bad, kid! You figured out my magic after only two attacks. That's right! My magic is Full Reflection! In other words, no magic or attack can possibly hit me, while my attacks can strike you whenever I please."

"What?! How could there be such an unreasonable magic!"

Elfman could hardly believe Camille's words. How were they supposed to defeat an enemy like this?

"Kid, now you understand the gap between us, right? You're strong. Your speed, strength, attack power, and that unbelievable regenerative ability are all terrifying. But you simply can't do anything to me."

"And you're using Take Over Magic, aren't you? This should be the power possessed by the one you took over. Once your magic power runs dry and your transformation is released, that will be the day you die! Hahahaha!"

Camille laughed arrogantly. Killing an ordinary mage did not interest him, but killing a genius mage like Qi Yan was different. What he loved most was killing geniuses like these; only then could he feel that he was the strongest genius mage.

At that moment, Elfman rushed out and stood in front of Qi Yan. "Don't even think about it!"

Qi Yan patted Elfman on the shoulder. "All right, there's no need to worry so much. This guy is just talking big. Full Reflection Magic may seem impossible to overcome, but that doesn't mean he's all that powerful. If he really were powerful, he wouldn't be standing there without moving. He would have rushed over and dealt with me already."

"Besides, Full Reflection Magic is indeed impressive, but that doesn't mean it can reflect everything. Otherwise, you wouldn't have ended up as a stray dog."

Camille's tone turned cold upon hearing that. "Hmph! Kid, you're very calm. My reflection does have its limits. If an attack exceeds a certain threshold, I can't reflect it either. But do you think you can break through that limit? That attack just now was your strongest magic, wasn't it? My attacks can't hurt you in your current state, but how much longer can you keep this up?"

"Three minutes."

Qi Yan answered cleanly.

"Huh----?!"

Elfman was stunned. Why had he told the enemy so directly? Wasn't that a little too honest?

"Three minutes? Hahahaha!! Kid, enjoy your final three minutes!!"

Camille laughed arrogantly when he heard Qi Yan say that. He had thought Qi Yan could hold on for half an hour or several hours, but it turned out he only had a mere three minutes.

Elfman's expression became grave. He had to make a choice.

"Qi Yan, run away immediately when the time comes. Don't look back. I'll deal with him!"

He planned to take over the Beast King, but once he did, he might lose his sanity. A year ago, he had forcibly taken over the Beast King despite lacking the ability to control it, and that had caused the death of his younger sister Lisanna. He did not want to kill Qi Yan, his guildmate, too.

Just then, Qi Yan's voice spoke calmly.

"Three minutes are enough."

Camille looked at Qi Yan. "What did you say?!"

Qi Yan ignored Camille. He lightly raised the Zanpakutō in his hand and pointed it at Camille, softly chanting the Resurrección command:

"Seal It! Black Winged Demon!"

"Bzzzz-----!!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and terrifying Spiritual Pressure erupted from Qi Yan's body.

"Gah!!"

Elfman was blown backward by the Spiritual Pressure.

Black raindrops of Spiritual Pressure fell from the sky.

Everyone could not help but raise their heads to look at the sky.

"Black rain?"

Camille frowned. He wanted to reflect the black raindrops, but since he did not sense any threat from them, he let it go.

Soon, the raindrops landed on Camille's face, and he suddenly realized that they did not have the damp feeling of rainwater.

"This isn't real rain. These are raindrops formed from liquefied magic power!!"

Before long, the strange phenomenon of black rain disappeared.

Qi Yan's appearance also underwent a tremendous change.

The clothes on his body became a white, one-piece robe. He wore a white helmet with two horns, his black hair grew longer, and the tear tracks on his face became deeper. Most striking of all was the pair of enormous black bat wings, like those of a demon, that appeared behind Qi Yan.

This was precisely Ulquiorra's form after First-Stage Resurrección.

At that moment, Qi Yan radiated a terrifying presence.

Seeing Qi Yan in this form, Camille instinctively sensed intense danger. This guy reminded him of those monsters among the Ten Wizard Saints.

"Don't waver. Take your stance, tense your nerves, and do not relax for even an instant."

Qi Yan stared coldly at Camille, his gaze seemingly fixed on a dead man.

Camille was provoked by Qi Yan's gaze and words. "Hah?! What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat!! You haven't even harmed a single hair on my body! And you say I'm wavering?! You have less than a minute left! You're the one who should be wavering! Just wait to be tortured to death by me in one minute!"

Qi Yan said calmly, "One minute is enough."