In the novel " Shinigami the Unforgiven," Chapter 76, it was Shiraishi who ultimately bore the brunt of the damage, leaving several cracks in the ground.
Kisuke Urahara's Bankai, Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame, can reconstruct and remodel anything touched by his Zanpakuto, including living beings such as himself and buildings.
The objects he modified would show traces of stitching, like needle and thread.
Now, he has transformed the ground into a trap that cracks open when stepped on.
Aizen touched the ground, the crack suddenly opened, forming a bottomless abyss. A powerful suction force emanated from it, as if two hands were grabbing Aizen's feet from below and pulling him inside.
In the blink of an eye, Aizen's body inevitably wavered slightly, and he was forced to back down by the pressure coming from both sides.
A person falls into an abyss.
"Ha!"
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto roared, and the Zanjitsu Gokui shone brightly, the faintly leaking high temperature turning the walls on both sides into scalding lava.
Under the continuously accumulating Reiatsu, the Zanka no Tachi finally tore through the holy white flames, turning Aizen's right hand to ashes with a single strike, and headed straight for his kidneys, attempting to sever him in half.
At the same time, the orange flames devoured the white flames and broke through inwards.
Aizen is already immortal; his High-Speed Regeneration makes him immune to the common knowledge that being cut in half at the waist will result in certain death.
But Shiraishi's karmic fire is very troublesome.
He didn't want to experience the agony of being consumed by karmic fire again, and he refused to continue acting as a wooden puppet relying solely on brute force.
Simply standing still and fighting head-on would be difficult against their combined attack.
Aizen used Shunpo to move, passing through the two in an instant and rushing back to the Hall of the Divine Court.
His right hand High-Speed Regeneration, white flames coiling around it.
Ichibē Hyōsube had already retreated to his Shikai, splashing a large amount of ink in front of him.
Kisuke Urahara modified the roof, creating stone spikes that pointed downwards.
The two below also caught up.
In the critical moment, Aizen remained calm and uttered a single word, "Frost."
In an instant, a chilling aura swept over us.
Aizen Shunpo to land at the edge, covering the ground with a thick layer of white frost, and even the ceiling was covered with icicles.
God's Arrival
The entire Hall of the Divine Court Ice Palace.
Not only here, but the white frost extends beyond the main hall, covering an area of at least three or four kilometers.
The chilling air moved so fast that it was impossible to react; even the karmic fire froze into ice in place.
Fire and ice are inherently mutually restraining; the one with the higher or lower temperature will win.
Gin Ichimaru exhaled a puff of white breath, rubbed his arms, and leaped out of the frozen inferno, exclaiming, "Wow, that's amazing! Lord Aizen's Kidō has become so powerful, taking care of all four of them in an instant!"
"Silver, this is not the Kidō, but the Shindō, which is above the Kidō."
Aizen, with her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders, gently explained the difference.
The Shinigami's Kidō ( Shinigami God's Way) uses incantations combined with incantations, driven by Spiritual Power, to destroy and bind enemies.
As strong as they may be, they are still the limits that mortals can perceive.
The Shindō is different; this is the ability he has created by fusing the Kidō and Reishi from a divine perspective.
It's not some superficial trick that only scratches the surface, but a complete fusion.
He used brief incantations and immense Spiritual Power to directly transform the Reishi of a region into the desired natural forces.
This is why Kisuke Urahara and his team couldn't avoid it.
The moment the word "frost" was uttered, Reishi in the entire space turned into cold air. The more one tried to run, the cold air penetrated deeper into the bone marrow, making it increasingly impossible to escape.
"Oh, that's terrible."
Gin Ichimaru said with a smile, but his heart was full of solemnity.
This was the first time he had ever seen this so-called Shindō.
Over the years, Aizen has hidden more cards than he ever imagined.
"Hehe, Frost has no problem dealing with Ichibē Hyōsube and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto."
Aizen glanced at the two ice sprites as he spoke, " Kisuke Urahara, Shiraishi, your idea of feigning injury to ambush me is rather naive."
Crack! The ice crystals split open on the surface, and shards of Shiraishi turned his head, looking helpless, and said, "I thought I could fool you."
The enormous ice sculpture moved slowly, and layers of ice fragments fell from the distinct joints of the puppet's arms.
Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame is a gigantic woman with long hair styled in a classical updo. She wears a sleeveless, loose-fitting kimono, and if you look at her from the side, you can see a blush-inducing scene.
Even in a life-or-death battle, nobody is interested in doing that.
Kisuke Urahara emerged from under "her" chest, his hand resting on his fisherman's hat, and said, "To have the upper hand yet still not want to get closer to us, how cautious."
"You are an opponent that cannot be ignored."
Aizen replied gently, "One is a man whose intellect rivals mine, and the other is a man who always surprises me; we cannot afford to be careless."
"You flatter me," Shiraishi replied casually, secretly realizing that if things continued like this, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto would definitely not be able to hold on.
Ichibē Hyōsube could be resurrected by calling his name, but this person is dead, so he is truly dead.
Aizen seemed to see through their thoughts and laughed, "No need to worry. I've said it before, your fate is sealed. No one can escape."
" Urahara, take these two guys with you and go find Inoue."
Shiraishi said that the form changed from the Nightbringer to the Blood Moon.
With flowing, blood-red hair, a pale demon mask covering her face, and eyes flashing with lightning, she said, "Leave this to me."
"Um."
Kisuke Urahara didn't stand on ceremony; he understood perfectly well that the chances of the two of them joining forces to defeat Aizen were extremely slim.
In a one-on-one situation, Shiraishi should hold out for as long as he can, ideally until Ichibē Hyōsube and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto are thawed before providing support.
Aizen laughed and said, "You actually dare to discuss retreating in front of me? Do you think you can escape?"
"Try stopping one of them." Kisuke Urahara said, Shunpo towards Ichibē Hyōsube and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.
Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame moved accordingly.
"Hehe."
Aizen raised his hand and was surprised to find that his right arm had split open, with several hollow tube-like objects emerging from the side of the crack.
A pale, ghostly face drew near.
The eight children's eyes widened, and they retreated swiftly, avoiding the dazzling glint of light that seemed to pierce the ages.
Then, Aizen forcibly tore off his modified right arm and regenerated a complete arm.
In the short time that was wasted, Kisuke Urahara had already escaped with Ichibē Hyōsube and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.
"I see. So it's not just about buildings, but also about large-scale modifications to the human body. Interesting."
Aizen, having discerned whose attack caused the strange phenomenon in his right arm, glanced at Shiraishi and said, "We have plenty of time, so let's have some fun and compare our Zanjutsu."
He did not choose to use the Shindō.
To put it bluntly, this extremely powerful Shindō is only a part of his power and cannot represent his full strength.
The Zanpakuto emerged from Aizen's right palm, and he gripped it tightly, facing the approaching blade head-on.
boom!
The two swords clashed, and Shiraishi's Reiatsu and Aizen's Reiatsu finally collided head-on.
No one could hide it; the explosive Reiatsu blasted open the ice-covered ceiling.
Gin Ichimaru didn't even have the right to stand in the main hall and was forced to retreat outside. His long, light purple hair flew wildly, and his eyes widened.
The clouds in the sky dispersed.
The wind howled fiercely.
The shockwave transformed into a typhoon of category 17 or higher, sweeping downwards.
For a moment, the rumbling sound never stopped, whether in the sky or on the ground.
Clothes racks, open doors and windows, wooden planks, sheet metal—the gale swept away anything that could be blown away.
"I refuse to Santen Kesshun!"
Seeing the black dots in the sky, Orihime Inoue quickly used her ability, raising an orange-yellow triangular shield in front of her to block the oncoming gale and debris.
"Ugh," she gritted her teeth, her arms beginning to tremble, partly due to the strong wind, but mostly because the Reiatsu from the distant collision was simply too powerful.
It instilled an uncontrollable fear in her heart.
Her eyes were filled with fear. Was this Mr. Shiraishi and Aizen fighting?
Wow, that's amazing. Not only Kurosaki- kun and Ulquiorra's Reiatsu, but everyone else's Reiatsu was also concealed. They're not even in the same league.
The Reiatsu clashing between Shiraishi and Aizen seemed poised to burst the entire Pantheon.
It even gives the illusion that they are fighting right next to you.
"Good luck, Mr. Shiraishi."
Orihime Inoue murmured to herself, her expression turning troubled again. What should she do?
Without Kurosaki -kun's Reiatsu, she didn't know where to run. She desperately wanted to do something, but didn't know how to do it.
The more anxious you are, the more you realize your own powerlessness.
Anxiety and anger towards herself felt like they were tearing her chest apart, making it difficult to breathe.
What should she do?
" Inoue."
A shout snapped her out of her reverie, and she turned to say, "Mr. Urahara, hey, why are you carrying Yamamoto's Ice Sculpture? It looks so impressive."
"Uh, this isn't Icefall, it's Captain-Commander Yamamoto, frozen by Aizen. I need your power to thaw them."
Kisuke Urahara grabbed one in each hand and walked towards the nearby house, saying, "We must get them back to health as quickly as possible and rejoin the battle."
"Hi!"
Orihime Inoue nodded emphatically, feeling very pleased that she could play a role.
She quickly followed him into the room, which was a European-style hall. The wind was howling outside, but it didn't affect the room.
Kisuke Urahara put down Ichibē Hyōsube and Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, his face serious, and said, "I'm going to find Ichigo. You take care of them."
To prevent Shiraishi from collapsing, he decided to activate the backup lineup instead of foolishly waiting there.
"Yes." Orihime Inoue nodded, completely relieved. "I refuse the Sōten Kisshun."
An orange-yellow barrier opened, protecting both Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto and Ichibē Hyōsube inside.
So cold... Orihime Inoue shuddered.
The icy Reiatsu was resisting her resistance, and it was extremely powerful, seemingly trying to freeze her along the barrier.
She felt as if her breath was freezing; just moments ago, Urahara had personally grabbed them.
With such a chill that penetrates to the very soul, she suspected that if her hand dared to touch it, it would freeze solid and shatter on the ground.
The thought of the consequences intensified the chill in her heart, but she did not stop, struggling against the coldness.
We cannot leave Mr. Shiraishi to face that terrible enemy alone.