"Shatatsu Karagara Shigarami no Tsuji."
Senjumaru is suspended among countless looms, twirling the Reishi silk thread at the fingertips.
Countless colorful brocades dance like giant pythons, swallowing up all the enemies in front of them.
Gerard waved his shield and wanted to charge, but found that the surrounding space was completely sealed by overlapping red silk.
"What kind of material is this? It can't even cut with my sword."
Gerard roared loudly, only to find that his own divine light was reflected in the red cloth.
Senjumaru sat high in the sky, looking down at him, "Since you admire the Miracle, I will grant you endless avoidance in this tapestry until the power you are proud of exhausts you."
On the other side, Askin was wrapped in layers of pure black cloth, and his chest was pierced by a long needle.
"Is this the so-called Deathdealing? It's really a crude trick."
Senjumaru's bone arms intertwined, "In this specially made mourning dress, you can slowly taste the poison you are afraid of."
Lille Barro and Pernida were also trapped in their own exclusive cages and completely lost their voices.
Only in the deepest part of the weaving workshop, two figures were nailed to the spinning wheel by thick needles and threads.
Yu Gelan·Haschwalth looked at the huge silver needle that penetrated his chest, and then at Uryū Ishida beside him.
"What do you think of this dead feather?"
Senjumaru slowly raised his hand, preparing to make the final finishing touches.
Uryū Ishida was bound by the silk thread and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose.
"The cage you weave is indeed exquisite. Zero Division's strength is admirable."
Uryū said calmly, "However, this level of restraint is meaningless to me."
The light flashed, and a dazzling silver arc appeared on Uryū's chest.
"The Antithesis."
Uryū whispered softly.
The next moment, the Reishi long needle that originally pierced him disappeared out of thin air, and instead pierced strangely into the surrounding red satin.
Those indestructible cloths disintegrated instantly and scattered into debris all over the sky.
Senjumaru frowned slightly, "I see, can we reverse what has happened?"
She was about to raise her bone arm to weave again, but Uryū waved her hand, and Reishi light arrows directly tore apart the illusion of the loom in front of her.
At the same time that Senjumaru and Uryū were fighting, Soul King Palace was deep in the ruins outside.
The shattered body of Ichibē Hyōsube was scattered on a large piece of broken bluestone.
At this time, Ichigo Kurosaki was holding the newly completed double swords and running quickly along the corridor of the Soul King Palace.
Orihime Inoue and Yasutora Sado followed closely on both sides.
A weak but heavy voice suddenly sounded in Ichigo's mind.
"Ichigo Kurosaki..."
Ichigo stopped and turned to look at the sea of clouds in the distance.
"Monk? Is it you? Monk, where are you?"
"Stop looking for it."
The monk's intermittent voice floated in the wind.
"I have been defeated. Now I am just using the remaining Reishi to convey the final message to you."
Ichigo clenched the two knives tightly and gritted his teeth without replying.
He knew very well how powerful the monk was, and even such a figure had encountered mishaps.
"I'm sorry, Ichigo Kurosaki, I should have blocked Yhwach from the door."
The monk's tone was full of fatigue, and he said slowly, "But it's too late now, that guy's power is far beyond expectation."
Ichigo took a step forward, "I'm going to kill him now."
"Please, no matter what, we can't let that guy succeed."
The monk's voice became weaker and weaker, "You are our only hope left."
"Once Soul King is killed, this world will completely collapse."
The sound completely dissipated, and Ichigo's spiritual power exploded under his feet, rushing towards the Inner Palace's central palace like a black lightning bolt.
At the same time, the deepest part of the Soul King Palace.
A huge spherical amber is suspended in the center of the altar, exuding a dazzling halo.
Yhwach followed the long stairs and stepped alone into this palace that symbolizes the pinnacle of the world.
There was no one guarding the surroundings, and there was only the soft sound of Reishi circulating in the empty hall.
He stopped in front of the huge amber and slowly raised his head.
Through the translucent crystal barrier, a shriveled and mutilated body without limbs was quietly suspended in it.
That is the existence that is worshiped as a god by countless Soul Reaper, the wedge of Three Realms.
Yhwach stared at the mutilated figure in front of him with dark eyes.
"Soul King."
Yhwach opened his arms and a heavy voice echoed in the empty hall.
"My father, why are you looking so miserable?"
He took half a step forward and reached out to touch the surface of the barrier.
"Those eyes that should have foreseen the endless future can now only helplessly watch my arrival."
On the huge amber surface, Soul King's dull eyes opened slightly, reflecting the figure of Yhwach.
That is the symbol of the Almighty, but it is also full of the desolation of being trapped for thousands of years.
Yhwach Looking at those eyes, the veins in the corners of the eyes stood out.
"You were cut into pieces by those despicable Soul Reapers, deprived of all power, and nailed to this throne like a powerless insect."
He pulled out the Long Sword from his waist, and the Reiatsu kept beating on the edge of the sword.
"Those Soul Reaper worshiped you as a god, but in fact they just made you the cornerstone of a stable world, enduring unspeakable torture day and night."
Yhwach raised the sharp blade in his hand high, a violent air flow of pitch black and dark gold lingering around the blade.
"It doesn't matter, it's all over."
He looked at his father in the crystal and said calmly, "I have taken back all the power. Your suffering ends here."
Yhwach's eyes gradually became crazy, murderous aura emanating from his body.
"I will smash this old world full of humiliation and lies with my own hands."
With an angry shout, Yhwach swung Long Sword down hard.
The white light bloomed in an instant.
The indestructible Reishi barrier was torn apart instantly like tissue paper under this sword.
The blade penetrated amber and penetrated Soul King's chest.
Endless bands of pure white light surged out like a flood that broke a bank, all rushing towards Yhwach's body.
He is greedily absorbing Soul King, the core Source that maintains the balance between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the aura that served as the anchor point of Three Realms was completely cut off.
A deafening loud noise erupted from the sky, and the entire Soul King Palace experienced an exaggerated deflection.
The sea of clouds in the void began to collapse over a large area, and the originally abundant Reishi turned into a wild storm.
Soul Society Below, the sky split into a pitch-black abyss spanning thousands of miles.
Streets collapsed in pieces, the surging river flowed directly back to the sky, and countless houses were turned into ruins under the huge suction force.
World of the Living Over the city, the originally blue sky was torn into dozens of large pieces, and unknown substances continued to seep from the gaps.
Hueco Mundo's white desert set off a sandstorm tens of thousands of feet high, and large space barriers were filled with cracks like glass.
The underlying rules of the entire world fell apart in a roar.
Three Realms is on the verge of collapse.