The Kidō That Covered the Entire Sky

Dark brown bloodstains slowly seeped through the tear in the pure black Restraining Suit, dripping down the edges of the fabric onto the gravel ground.

Sōsuke Aizen ran his fingertips over the chapped wound on his chest, calmly observing the sticky substance clinging to his fingertips.

"This looks like things are getting a bit complicated."

Aizen softly, a faint smile still playing on his lips.

Yhwach stood atop the broken steps, the blade of his broadsword pointing diagonally downwards.

Thick, dark shadows rippled beneath the man's feet, and several compound eyes stared blankly and indifferently at the figure ahead.

"The struggle is meaningless in the face of a predetermined end."

Yhwach said calmly, "The boundaries of mortals were clearly defined by that single sword strike."

Aizen raised his head again, his eyes meeting the gaze cast from the high platform.

"Boundaries are often simply a matter of not being set at a high enough level."

Aizen faded, and his composure turned into an unprecedented solemnity.

He took half a step forward, his tattered Restraining Suit swaying slowly in the hot wind.

The man slowly raised his arms, which had been hanging by his sides, and intertwined his long, slender fingers in front of his chest, forming an intricate and ancient spiritual seal.

The profound Reiatsu, as deep as the ocean, was no longer suppressed and burst forth from the depths of his body.

The entire dilapidated hall, and even the surrounding suspended rock formations, trembled and shook at that moment.

Aizen's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep, resonant, and rhythmic voice echoed in the air.

"Scattered beast bones like stars in the sky."

The moment the first syllable was uttered, the airflow in the entire world instantly froze.

"Sharp claws and fangs, a blood-red tower, steel wheels hanging upside down."

Vast Reishi converged wildly from all directions of the void, creating countless golden arcs of electricity above the marble ruins.

"The wind moves with thought, emptiness arises from stillness; thus, all illusions and delusion are dispelled."

A pure, ethereal light shone deep within Aizen's eyes, and the hand seals formed on his chest shifted unpredictably with the chanting of his Kotodama.

A continuous series of cracking sounds came from deep within the earth, as if the entire suspended megacity was groaning in unbearable agony.

A glint flashed in Yhwach's eyes, and a layer of dark liquid appeared on the broadsword in his hand.

But Aizen's chanting did not stop; the sound waves piled up, echoing and reverberating through the ruins of the main hall.

"Rushing forth from the depths of the netherworld, the Roar atop the heavens."

"Tearing apart the Chaos cause and effect, sinking into the final stillness of all things."

The clouds in the void were forcibly torn apart by an invisible force, and golden-white spiritual light poured down like a waterfall.

"Hadō #99"

Aizen suddenly spread his arms outwards, his face appearing like a god under the endless light.

"The Five Dragon Destruction!"

Boom!

The entire sky lost its color in that instant.

These were no longer the five illusory figures hastily formed when there was no chanting.

With the full power of the incantation, the atmosphere above the entire Wahrwelt was completely torn apart.

Five enormous dragon heads, whose size defies description, emerged from the gap in the sea of clouds, covering the entire sky and blotting out the sun.

The dragon's horns were ferocious, like ancient trees reaching for the sky. Golden pure Reishi flowed and surged on the surface of the dragon's scales, bringing with them leaping bolts of lightning.

The Reiatsu exhaled by a single giant dragon was enough to shatter the floating island thousands of feet in the air into countless fragments of rock.

Yhwach's compound eyes suddenly contracted, and his Obsidian robe billowed wildly in the raging wind pressure.

"Roar!!"

The dragon's roar, which shattered eardrums, resounded throughout every corner of the Soul King Palace.

Five divine dragons, stretching across the sky, swung their tails in unison, carrying a gravitational surge that seemed to engulf the heavens and earth, and fiercely swooped down towards the Quincy progenitor on the high platform.

Before the dragon's head even arrived, an unimaginably massive shockwave had already descended upon the earth's surface.

The moment the majestic throne temple came into contact with the golden light, its entire marble roof was smoothly sheared away.

The thick, white dragon-shaped stone pillar, dozens of arm spans in diameter, couldn't even last a moment before being crushed into dust on the spot.

The bluestone and white marble steps on the ground sank down layer by layer, and then turned into scalding lava through extreme Reishi friction.

The topmost structure of the entire Soul King Palace began to completely disintegrate under the tearing force of the golden light.

Palaces, high walls, altars, stone tablets—all traces of the old era and the new world were ruthlessly erased and flattened by this destructive force.

The marble ruins were vaporized and transformed into a vast, scorched, flat plain.

The void continuously crumbled, revealing pitch-black spatial rifts, and a gale-force wind swept outwards, carrying the Heat fragments of Reishi particles.

The black swamp beneath Yhwach's feet was torn open with countless voids, and the man wielded his broadsword, attempting to rewrite this fully chanted ultimate Hadō with his omniscient power.

However, the density of Reishi contained in those five giant dragons had already surpassed the limits of ordinary Soul Reaper, and even the trajectory of cause and effect was sluggish under the suppression of such pure power.

Rumble!

Five golden-white beams of light collided violently at the core of the hall, rising into a Reishi sun that devoured everything.

Dozens of miles away, in the suspended corridor, the flames of war also spread between the broken walls.

Uryū Ishida's body was pressed against the broken stone wall, blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth, his chest heaving.

Haschwalth, wielding a silver Long Sword, pressed closer and closer.

However, just before the Long Sword was about to strike, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently.

With a deafening roar, the foundation of the entire suspended walkway cracked open, sending countless rubble plummeting into the bottomless abyss below.

A violent, unstoppable gale swept in from the top floor, tearing the exquisite reliefs on both sides of the corridor to shreds.

Uryū Ishida was nearly thrown into the abyss by the shockwave that spread outwards; he managed to steady himself by grabbing onto a crevice in the rock with one hand.

Haschwalth's expression changed slightly, and the sword in his hand involuntarily stopped.

The man raised his eyelids, his golden hair flying wildly in the aftershocks of the violent Reiatsu.

Haschwalth looked at the golden mushroom cloud rising from the top floor, obscuring the sun, and a rare look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The entire sky was dyed a brilliant golden-white by that Reishi Storm.

The spatial structure surrounding the corridor was as fragile as paper, cracking open with countless visible fissures under the impact of the air blast.

The battle between the two was forced to a complete halt in the face of this earth-shattering commotion.

Meanwhile, in a section of scree cliffs some distance from the outer perimeter of the throne room.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was directing the miniature robotic arm to load Captain-Commander Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryūsai, who had just been rescued from the depths of the rubble, into a specially designed storage device.

Along with Ichigo, Rukia, Renji, and Orihime, five semi-transparent healing pods emitting a faint fluorescent green light were neatly suspended in mid-air.

However, before Mayuri Kurotsuchi activate the thrusters, a massive blast of air swept over them.

The metal storage compartment shook violently in the strong wind, and the protective force field on its surface was shaken out by a dense barrage of sparks.

Sōya Azashiro raised his hand and released the Dankū, blocking the aftershocks of the explosion.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi cursed and slammed his fist on the control panel, forcibly increasing the output power of the stabilizing device.

"That damn Aizen... is he trying to turn the entire Wahrwelt upside down?!"

Meanwhile, Sōya Azashiro, standing beside him, quietly sensed the power of this Kidō.

As someone who has merged with the Reishi and is equally deeply immersed in the realm of the Kidō, he understands better than anyone what this scene represents.

The entire top floor of the Soul King Palace, once a trace of existence, was completely flattened into a void plain by this impact.

Even the Dangai barrier beneath the city trembled slightly under this power.

The strong wind made Sōya Azashiro's robes flutter loudly.

The shock in Sōya Azashiro's eyes never faded.

"Is this... still the Kidō?"