Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 194 Who Is The King Of The Void Circle?
Rumbling--

The billowing black clouds pressed down, and the Gobi seemed to be sinking. The explosive thunder swept across, and the terrifying pressure spread in all directions, covering the Gobi with nowhere to escape.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from under the oppressive clouds, and the vast sea of ​​​​thunder instantly raged. The scorching thunder light illuminated the dim world, rendering it vast and blazing white.

As the wind rippled, several Achukas standing in front of Sufeng suddenly scattered into sand like wind and returned to the desert of Hueco Mundo.

This scene was watched by hundreds of Yachukas, and the instinctive trembling and fear instantly spread and devoured them in their hearts, until the few remaining sanity were wiped out.

They twisted their bodies and tried to escape from the scope of the thunder sea, but this move was in vain.

The majestic spiritual pressure, like the might of the sky, merged into the vast sea of ​​thunder, covering all areas within sight.

Not to mention Achiukas, even Vastod felt a suffocating and oppressive feeling.

boom! ! !
The terrifying lightning pillar instantly fell down, and the terrifying high temperature spread, completely engulfing the orangutan-like Yachukas in the distance with perfect accuracy.

The white sand beneath it was wiped away, replaced by glass crystals that were born under high temperatures and exuded crystal clear light.

As if some kind of signal had been sounded, the remaining thunder in the billowing black clouds all exploded and fell, and the thunderstorm raged, swallowing everything in sight!
Countless violent thunders poured down like waterfalls, turning into a thunder prison covering the Gobi Desert. Looking from a distance, the rolling desert was ravaged by scorching arcs, and everything was melted by the extreme high temperature. Tens of billions of them were melted. The endless white sand turned into glass at this moment.

At this moment, the steel-skin defense that the Yachukas were proud of was like paper under the tyranny of the lightning. No matter it looked like a turtle shell or was covered with spikes, it could not withstand the second attack. The Baptism of Thunder follows in the footsteps of those who came before.

Literally following in the footsteps.

Amidst the deafening thunder, one could not even hear the wailing sounds of the Yachucas. All life was instantly wiped away, and there was not even the slightest pain.

The dust and sand flew up and merged into the colored glaze on the sand surface. It was washed away by lightning again, and even the sand shape could not be maintained.

In the distance, on the barren mountain, a shocked emotion appeared on Balegang's empty eyes and skull-like face.

Although the bony face could not change its expression, the shock was evident on his face and was not false at all.

He stared hard at the apocalyptic scene of Thunder Prison, and the memories from millions of years ago became clear again.

That was his only enemy in this life.

If the ancient Great Void hadn't tried to devour the Spirit King and become a stronger being, it wouldn't be his turn to make the decision in Hueco Mundo now.

And now, this god of death named Tsunayo Sufeng has once again brought back the feeling that cannot be described in words.

An invisible force seemed to be taking hold of his soul, and even breathing became difficult.

This feeling even exceeded the oppression brought to him by the ancient Great Void.

"impossible……"

Balegon opened his mouth wide open, and the black breath lingered around his body like a flame, burning and becoming more and more blazing.

"He's just a mere god of death, a guy who doesn't overestimate his own abilities. I'm the emperor!"

"The God of Hueco Mundo, Balegang Ruisenbang!"

The black aura swept across and turned into a shocking wave, covering the billowing black clouds in the sky.

The power of aging, which is comparable to the power of the rule system, swept across and exploded in a mighty manner. Everything in its path was turned into dust, as if it had gone through countless years.

"Is this urgent?"

Looking at the sky from the wind, the billowing black clouds were replaced by the power of aging. In terms of the nature of power alone, Bailegang's ability is considered to be one of the best even in the Three Realms.

"As the King of Hueco Mundo, he doesn't even have this kind of character. It's really sad."

If Balegang's character could be changed, he might become the true King of Hueco Mundo.

It's a pity that after the ancient Great Void attacked the Spirit King's Palace, he couldn't find an opponent in Hueco Mundo. His extreme arrogance prevented him from making any further progress for millions of years.

Under Thunder Prison, all living beings are equal.

The Achiukas were crushed into dust by Sufeng's move, and the entire Gobi Desert was razed to the ground amidst the roar. On the glass-like ground, red magma flowed, and blue-purple arcs of electricity continued to dance in it. It exudes an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

In the sky above, the black aura of Balegang has already engulfed the thunderclouds. Blue, purple and darkness are intertwined, each consuming the other's strength.

"Insignificant, so insignificant..."

Bailegang stretched out his skeletal palm from his long purple coat, and a large amount of black aura hovered over it:

"In the face of old age and death, any existence is insignificant!"

"Whether it's the God of Death or Daxu, in this world, my power is unique and absolute!"

All the memories of the past came to mind, and Bailegang looked like he had lost his mind, shouting his philosophy: "Anything other than this is insignificant!"

"This world should be controlled by me, who has the supreme power!"

boom! !

The majestic black aura increased several times again, engulfing the thunder in a crushing manner, and the brief glimmer of light was finally wiped out by darkness.

Harribel looked at the scene in the sky in shock. Strong despair once again surged into her heart. Death seemed to be close at hand.

On the other side, Sunsun and Xu were seriously injured and unable to withstand such a powerful spiritual pressure hedging, and they passed out on the spot.

The blood was gurgling under his body, and he might die of excessive bleeding at any time.

Under this scene, Mole Chengshuang was also indifferent and silent. The exclusive ability of Bailegang, the king of Hueco Mundo, was not something he could integrate.Once there is contact with his spirit son, his spirit son will be wiped out instantly as if it has gone through countless years.

To a certain extent, it is similar to Quincy's ability, but it is too overbearing.

Under this situation, Mole Chengshuang also instinctively took back all his own spirits that had escaped nearby. If he was affected by this power, it would also be a serious injury to him.

"I really like to boast about Haikou."

Sufeng raised the blade in his hand, and the surging spiritual pressure covered it. The blue-white wind breath entwined among the blue-purple thunder. The wind and thunder exchanged, and his momentum climbed several levels again.

"If that brainless idiot hadn't attacked the Spirit King's Palace, would the King of Hueco Mundo really be you?"

"Baile Gang..."

The indifferent voice was like a blade, piercing Bailegang's fragile heart.

He didn't understand why a mere god of death knew what happened millions of years ago, but his arrogant and violent emotions had already swallowed up his few IQs.

These words undoubtedly reopened his scars and sprinkled a pinch of salt and cumin on him.

"You who claim to be supreme have also been confronted by the ancient Great Void. There is no winner or lose between you."

"But you are far less ambitious than the ancient Great Xu to pursue true power."

"The opponent attacked Shangling King Palace, while you monopolized the virtual circle and proclaimed himself king..."

The momentum around Sufeng became more and more powerful. In the past 40 years, he had perfectly controlled his own power and exerted it to a [-]% effect.

Substantial spiritual pressure lingered around it, like wind and thunder, roaring into the sky.

"That's just a fool!"

Balegang responded angrily, "He is a brainless waste blinded by ambition. Now he has had everything wiped out."

"And I became the supreme King of Hueco Mundo!"

"In my eyes, your lives are no different than ants!"

As soon as the words fell, the black aura like a monstrous wave, under the control of Bailegang, pressed down towards the bottom.

At the end of the line of sight, heaven and earth merged, and darkness completely enveloped everything.

However, at this moment, a violent heat wave suddenly rose and erupted, pushing across the sky, tearing apart the darkness with rumbles, and violent thunder condensed into thunder pillars surrounding Sufeng.

The hot breath turns into the only light in this world, shining in all directions and dispelling all darkness!
The bluish-white wind wrinkled and turned into a roaring tornado, which continued to solidify and intensify, evolving into an inky black color.

Thunder light poured out like a waterfall, blending into endless light and heat, suddenly intensifying the wind.

The white feather fabrics rustled in the strong wind, and the figure stood tall and proud in the wind, facing the surging black waves.

Lan Yin vibrated, absorbing all the ink-black wind entwined with blue-purple lightning into the blade, and the hot magma flowed on it.

Looking at this familiar scene, Mocheng Shuangye's eyelids couldn't help twitching.

He was the one who had the deepest impression of this move, but after decades, when Sufeng used this move again, his posture was relaxed and there was no effort at all.

And on top of its power, it was several times more powerful than before.

The wind of heat and annoyance.

On the blade, magma-like red lines spread all over, glowing with a blazing bright light.

Facing the whistling and suppressing black aura, Lan Yin in Sufeng's hand went straight for the slash, and the endless wind suddenly broke out and swept up towards the sky.

In an instant, the black aura that had been pressing for hundreds of miles was completely wiped out, as if it had been wiped away abruptly, and all traces were eliminated.

However, the wind of heat and anger did not dissipate. After wiping away the power of Balegang, it continued to explode in the distance. During the sweep, it once again wiped away tens of billions of remaining white sand from the messy battlefield.

The skull face of Bailegang was full of disbelief.

He couldn't understand why there was a power over aging and death in this world.

Obviously he is the supreme existence, the only god in Hueco Mundo...

The black aura stirred up again, spreading in all directions in ripples, trying to offset the remaining power of the wind of heat and anger.

But how could the power that exploded in haste compare to Su Feng's powerful blow?
The black aura was completely wiped away, and just before touching the purple long coat of Balegon, a bright pure blue burst out from the end of the sky.

The light flashed away, and it was approaching in an instant.

The raging violent spirit son met the remaining wind of heat and anger head-on. The impact was agitated and swept across all directions. The turbulence of the spirit son visible to the naked eye suddenly broke out.

The blue exploded, forming a pillar of light rising into the sky.

Sufeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, thinking about who would dare to interfere in his battle.

Bailegang was also a little surprised. Apart from the sudden appearance of the Death Gods, there were actually such powerful beings in Hueco Mundo.

The successive changes caused him to have deep self-doubt.

Who is the King of Hueco Mundo? !

(End of this chapter)