Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

He lost control of his body in mid-air and crashed into the bronze pillar of the Double Punishment Platform with a dull thud. Cracks spread across the pillar, and gravel fell down in a flurry.

Zaraki struggled to sit up, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, not from pain, but from shock. He couldn't even comprehend how Aizen had exerted his strength.

Aizen slowly withdrew his left hand, leaving no trace on his fingertips, as if he had not just blocked a deadly attack, but simply brushed away a speck of dust.

He looked at the disheveled Gengmu, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only a cold indifference as if looking down upon an ant:

"Captain Zaraki, this is hard to understand, isn't it? How exactly did you lose?"

Your pride in your strength is built on never having witnessed true power.

He took two steps forward and stopped in front of Gengmu, whose shadow now completely enveloped him.

"Defection? No, I'm just leaving a place that can't accept me. And you... you have no right to stop me!"

Zaraki gritted his teeth, wanting to draw his sword again, but found that the pain in his chest made it difficult for him to even lift his arm.

The spiritual pressure he just experienced damaged his internal organs and temporarily blocked the flow of his spiritual energy.

He raised his single eye, staring intently at Aizen's retreating figure. His eyes held no humiliation, only an even stronger fighting spirit, like sparks about to ignite a wildfire.
"Aizen...you just wait...I will definitely..."

Aizen didn't turn around, nor did he even consider finishing off the enemy, as if he had just defeated an insignificant fly.

Indeed, that was the case; Kenpachi Zaraki was merely an insignificant episode on his path to the throne of Heaven.

Just then, a beautiful figure descended from the sky, chanting rapidly as she fell:
"The bones of beasts roaming in all directions, spires, red crystals, and wheels of steel, moving is the wind, stillness is emptiness, the sound of spears piercing echoes in the void city, the sixty-third of the Breaking Path—Thunder Roar Cannon!"

A ball of lightning, several meters in diameter, rapidly formed from the palm of the beautiful figure and fell irresistibly towards Aizen Sousuke.

Aizen Sousuke easily dodged the lightning ball's attack range, but as soon as he stopped and stood still, two figures appeared beside him in an instant.

Yoruichi Shihouin and Soi Fon, the captain of the second division, appeared beside Aizen, holding sharp blades to Aizen's neck and heart respectively.

Faced with this situation, Aizen Sousuke showed no concern whatsoever, instead casually jokingly remarking:
"What a nostalgic face. It's been a long time, Miss Yoruichi."

Yoruichi Shihouin had no intention of reminiscing with Aizen Sousuke. She gripped her sharp blade tightly, held it against Aizen's neck, and warned:

"Don't make any rash moves. If you try anything, your head will be chopped off immediately."

At the same time, all the captains gathered here and surrounded Aizen Sousuke.

In particular, Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni released his spiritual pressure, enveloping Aizen to prevent him from breaking through the captain's blockade with his superior strength.

Upon noticing this commotion, Yoruichi Shihouin breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice:

"It's all over, Aizen Sousuke."

But Aizen Sousuke remained unconvinced and instead chuckled.

This puzzled Yoruichi Shihouin, who asked, "What's so funny?"

Aizen Sousuke, a mysterious smile still playing on his lips, said casually, "I'm sorry, Yoruichi-san, time's up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden square beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Aizen.

At the same time, two other square beams of light descended from the sky, enveloping Gin Ichimaru and Kaname Tosen respectively, slowly pulling their bodies into the sky.

Even after the beam of light fell, the anomalies did not stop.

The once clear sky suddenly darkened, not with heavy, obscuring clouds, but with a chilling gloom.

It was as if something was devouring the light; even the wind suddenly stopped, and the air became so stagnant it was suffocating.

The next second, accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, two sharp claws gleaming with a cold, horny light suddenly emerged from the void, gripping the space tightly like rusty iron scraping through silk.

Space groaned under the strain, dark cracks spreading along the claws' path, tiny black sparks dancing at the edges, as if even dimensions were being forcibly torn apart.

The claws suddenly ripped to both sides!
"Boom!"

The space was completely torn apart, and a circular void with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly opened up.

The cavity was not filled with the azure of the sky, but with an impenetrable darkness, like the deepest seabed or solidified ink. Only the edges continued to seep out dark spiritual pressure, dyeing the surrounding clouds an eerie dark color.

The first thing to emerge from the darkness was a mask so enormous it was terrifying.

The mask seemed to be carved from white bone, its surface covered with twisted patterns, and its eye sockets were two bottomless black holes, from which two points of scarlet light flickered, like lurking beasts spying.

The mask's outline occupied most of the void cavity; the curvature of just one jawbone was wider than the height of an adult Grim Reaper.

Before viewers could recover from the oppressive feeling of the giant face, a sudden surge of energy emerged from the darkness.

Countless black silhouettes wriggled inside the void cavity. Most of them had hunched bodies and bat-like membranous wings that stretched out from their backs. The blood vessels on the membranous wings were clearly visible and pulsated gently with their breathing.

"Ow!"

A low growl came from the depths of the void, followed by a second, a third...

The dense roars intertwined, like countless wild beasts awakening in the darkness.

"A Hollow!" a Shinigami exclaimed in alarm!

"Just how many Hollows are there? Are they all Gillian?"

"No, there seems to be something else deeper inside!"

"We can't let them get away!" A vice-captain drew his Zanpakuto, intending to attack the beam.

But at that moment, Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stopped him:

"Stop! That light is called the Anti-Membrane, something the Hollows used to save their kind."

Once enveloped by that light, the world inside and outside the beam became two separate worlds; even I couldn't interfere with its interior. Any Shinigami who has fought a Hollow knows that the moment that light struck, we were no longer able to touch Aizen.

With a complicated expression, Jushiro Ukitake looked at Sosuke Aizen, with whom he had a good relationship, and sighed:
"Have you fallen, Aizen? You're actually cooperating with a Hollow! What is your purpose in doing this?"

Aizen Sousuke, looking down at him with a profound expression, said:
"It's to pursue a higher realm!"
"You're too arrogant, Ukitake! No one was born standing in the heavens—not you, not me, not even the gods!"

Aizen gently removed his glasses, revealing exceptionally sharp eyes hidden beneath the large frames. As he ran his hand through his hair, he spoke with utter indifference:

"The unbearable void on the throne of heaven must come to an end. From this day forward, I will stand in the heavens!"
Goodbye, fellow Grim Reapers! And goodbye, you wandering soul, you were quite an interesting fellow for a human!

Finally, goodbye Harry Potter. In the entire Soul Society, you were one of the few rivals I cared about besides the Captain-Commander. I hope you can bring me even greater surprises next time, and not leave me too lonely!

As Aizen finished speaking, the air around the Shuangjidai seemed to freeze instantly.

The hollow roar still echoed in the distance, but all of Death's attention, as if drawn by invisible threads, suddenly turned to Harry, who was standing at the edge of the crowd.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni paused slightly, leaning on his cane. He hadn't expected Harry to receive such a high evaluation from the defector Aizen. This captain was definitely not as simple as he appeared.

Kyoraku Shunsui put away his usual nonchalant smile, held his fan to his chest, and looked at him with amusement.

He hadn't expected that Aizen Sosuke would care so much about Harry, even though Harry usually seemed dull and not very strong.

Could it be that Harry, like Aizen Sousuke, is hiding his true strength?
"Aside from the Captain-Commander, who are the rivals you care about?" Kyoraku muttered to himself, his gaze shifting back and forth between Harry and Aizen's receding figures. "This is getting more and more interesting."

Aizen's words completely transformed Harry from a fringe captain into the focus of Soul Society.

Harry, who was being discussed by everyone, remained expressionless and slowly walked out.

The murmurs surged behind me like a fine tide, and countless gazes fell upon me—some curious and inquisitive, some wary and scrutinizing, and others reflecting Kenpachi Zaraki's almost burning fighting spirit.

But Harry seemed completely oblivious, and walked steadily out of the crowd.

He didn't deliberately speed up, nor did he avoid anyone's gaze; the captain's haori swayed gently in the breeze.

As Harry passed by Kyoraku Shunsui, the captain of the Eighth Division was covering half his face with a fan, his eyes full of playful inquiry. Harry simply nodded slightly and did not stop.

His steps were always even, each step seemingly in rhythm with his own, completely shutting out the whispers and complex gazes behind him.

Finally, Harry stopped at the edge of the Double Killing Stand, where broken fragments of the Double Killing Stand still remained.

He turned around, facing the Grim Reapers who were still watching him, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

That smile wasn't like Aizen's cold mockery, nor like Zaraki's belligerent excitement, but rather carried a knowing certainty, as if he had already seen through some things that hadn't yet happened.

"Aizen said see you next time?" Harry's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly across the silent execution platform, drowning out the remaining whispers. "I'm afraid he won't have the chance."

These words immediately stirred up the Grim Reapers.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's brows furrowed even more, his cane gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Kyoraku Shunsui closed his fan, and the playfulness in his eyes turned into surprise.

Kenpachi Zaraki shouted directly, "Hey! What do you mean by that? Do you think you can keep Aizen here?"

Even Aizen's face darkened instantly; he had a bad feeling.

Among all the captains, he could even see through Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni to some extent, but he couldn't see through Captain Harry at all, as if he were looking into a bottomless abyss.

In fact, not long ago he also thought that Captain Harry was just an ordinary captain. It wasn't until recently, when he completely suppressed the captain of the 12th Division, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, with his spiritual pressure in the Fourth Division Comprehensive Sanatorium, that he realized that this captain had hidden too much.

That spiritual pressure definitely reached the level of a first-class spiritual power!
If that were the case, it would be fine. But after his discovery, Captain Harry had given Ichigo Kurosaki a special magic circle, and the magic circle's effect was actually able to balance the power of Hollows, Shinigami, and Quincy!

how can that be!

You have to understand that even he could only break through the boundary between Shinigami and Hollows by using the Hogyoku!

Aizen gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, ready to act at any moment. If Harry possessed the means to break the anti-membrane, his situation would suddenly become dangerous.

So what method will Harry use to break the anti-membrane?

Harry didn't answer Kenjiro's question directly, but his smile deepened.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over every Shinigami present, from Captain-Commander Yamamoto to ordinary Shinigami members, before finally settling on the sky atop the Shuangjidai.

At this moment, Aizen and his two companions were close to Hollow Cavity and were about to leave Soul Society.

But then Harry jumped up and stopped in front of Aizen.

The space inside the membrane glowed with a golden halo, and spiritual particles flowed slowly around it like water, isolating it from all external attacks.

Aizen hovered in the center of the halo, his hands tucked into his sleeves. He looked at Harry, who had suddenly appeared in front of the reflective membrane, without any surprise on his face. Instead, a probing smile appeared on his face.

“Oh, it seems I underestimated you, Harry Potter.” He tilted his head slightly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.
"Could it be that you really have a way to destroy the anti-membrane? But you must understand that the anti-membrane is not only a rescue secret technique of Hueco Mundo, but also a condensation of the power of high-level Hollows."

Destroying it means confronting the entire Hueco Mundo, and presumably, apart from the supreme Soul King, no one could possibly stand against the entire world!

Harry didn't answer, but instead drew his Zanpakuto and chanted the release incantation:

"Sever the illusion, the Spirit Crossing ends, amplify, Boundary-Severing Spirit Crossing!"

After the Zanpakuto was released, Harry's control over the spirit particles was strengthened once again. He could even feel the basic framework of everything around him, that is, each and every spirit particle was clearly visible in his field of vision.

The same is true of the anti-membrane in front of us, but unlike other things around us, the anti-membrane has a spiritual particle density that is hundreds or even thousands of times higher than other things!
In Harry's perception, there were also spiritual particle structures of the same density, and those spiritual particle structures were the spaces that make up Soul Society!
Therefore, Aizen's statement that breaking the anti-membrane means becoming an enemy of Hueco Mundo is not wrong, because the anti-membrane is an extension of the essence of Hueco Mundo space!

However, Harry's Zanpakuto's characteristics are exactly what counteract this. In the initial design of the Zanpakuto, in order to devour the entire Bleach world, he deliberately set the Zanpakuto's ability to control spirit particles. Of course, he can also control the spirit particles that make up the antimembrane!

Harry unleashed his spiritual pressure, channeling it into the Zanpakuto in his hand.

Immediately afterward, he swung his Zanpakuto violently, and with a shattering sound, a huge crack appeared on the protective membrane before him! (End of Chapter)