Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

The aftershocks of the melee between the two sides momentarily paused.

The spiritual particles permeating the air fell still, and everyone's breathing became thick and difficult.

Immediately, the spiritual pressure surged dramatically.

Two beams of spiritual light, condensed to almost tangible form, descended from Shen Jue's palms and pierced the sky!

Within the pillar of light, Kenpachi Zaraki's signature maniacal laughter remained frozen on his face.

Grimmjow's arrogant smile also froze.

The two figures were completely frozen inside the pillar of spiritual pressure.

Even the flying rubble, the trembling dust, and even the spiritual ripples in the air torn apart by the slashes around them were frozen in that instant.

Like a mosquito encased in amber, lifelike yet utterly immobile.

"What?!"

Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya of the 10th Division subconsciously took a half step forward.

He gripped the hilt of Hyōrinmaru's sword tightly.

His icy blue pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the two beams of light.

As the wielder of the strongest ice-type Zanpakuto, he is more sensitive to the temperature and density of spiritual pressure than anyone else.

The concentration of spiritual particles contained in those two pillars of light had exceeded the limits of spiritual pressure he had imagined.

Even the Captain-Commander, who is known as the strongest Shinigami, is far from being able to match the spiritual pressure that Shen Jue is unleashing right now!

The almost merciless precision of Shen Jue's burst of spiritual pressure compressed the violent spiritual pressure, enough to shatter the entire mortal world, into two thin, straight beams of light.

Each wisp of spirit was as obedient as a tamed wild beast.

What terrifying level of control over spiritual pressure would that require?

He asked himself if he could even imagine it.

His Bankai Daiguren Hyōrinmaru is simply incapable of doing such a thing!

"Tsk."

Kisuke Urahara lowered the brim of his hat, covering most of his face.

But it couldn't hide the unusual solemnity on his face.

His hand, which had been resting on his Zanpakuto, had quietly clenched into a fist at some point.

"This is truly remarkable."

"Even Captain Zaraki was frozen in place, like an insect."

He muttered to himself, his tone filled with emotion and relief.

Yoruichi stood not far from Shen Jue, her golden eyes slightly narrowed.

Her long, slender legs remained slightly bent, as if ready to spring at any moment, but only she knew that her calf muscles were spasming uncontrollably.

As the God of Instantaneous Speed, she knew better than anyone else present where the limits of speed lay.

But her brother Shen Jue has already exceeded that limit.

Her proud Instant Smash would probably be instantly suppressed before those two pillars of light could even leave an afterimage.

"Oh dear..." she muttered to herself, a smile that didn't quite look like a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"The gap is widening, Brother Shen Jue."

Will I still be able to see your back?

Kuchiki Byakuya stood still, the hilt of Senbonzakura held firmly in his hand, his knuckles motionless.

His expression remained unchanged.

That aristocratic face remained unchanged, cold and aloof, as if everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.

But if someone observes closely, they will find that something is cracking very slowly deep within his dark gray pupils.

That was the absolute understanding of the word "power" passed down through generations of the Kuchiki family.

As the head of the four noble families, his upbringing taught him that the limits of spiritual pressure can be calculated, evaluated, and surpassed.

As long as you pay the price enough, possess enough talent, and embark on the right path.

But at this moment, Shen Jue simply raised his hand.

Two beams of light descended from the sky, simultaneously sealing the strongest swordsman in Soul Society and the top-tier Hollow in Hueco Mundo into a still cage.

There was no binding incantation, no liberation speech, and not even any prelude to the action.

Shen Jue simply raised his hand, and that was enough to suppress Kenpachi Zaraki and the Hollow.

Byakuya's Adam's apple moved very slightly.

The image of Senbonzakura Kageyoshi's complete form appeared in his mind, with countless tiny blades flying around like flower petals.

But faced with that density of spiritual pressure, his Senbonzakura would probably be completely crushed before it even had a chance to bloom.

"..." He remained silent, slowly loosening his fingers from the knife hilt, which had been squeezed too tightly.

Then he lowered his eyes slightly, concealing all the turbulent emotions surging within them.

Byakuya was overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Even though Shen Jue belongs to the 13th Guards of the Imperial Guard.

Dongxian stood quietly in place, her eyes, which had long since lost their sight, gazing in Shen Jue's direction.

In his perception, Shen Jue's spiritual pressure was like a sun that suddenly descended, illuminating the entire battlefield with a clear and intense heat.

Those two pillars of light resembled solar prominences erupting from the surface of the sun, each wisp of spiritual energy radiating a power that sent shivers down one's spine.

He could hear the rapid heartbeats of everyone around him.

"As expected, Lord Shen Jue, your power can transcend everything!"

That was a power that transcended all his ideals and beliefs.

An absolute purity so extreme that it prevents even the thought of resistance from arising.

The person closest to him, Gin Ichimaru, narrowed his long, serpentine eyes slightly, and the enigmatic smile on his lips seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Even though it's not the first time I've seen it, it's always this scary..."

Ulquiorra Cifer's dark eyes remained fixed on Grimmjow within the pillar of light.

A very subtle tremor was spreading through the hollow in his chest.

He is the embodiment of rationality and composure among the Arrancar.

But at this moment, the primordial spiritual pressure belonging to the Great Hollow within his body was instinctively sending out signals he had never experienced before.

That's the most primal wariness that only a lower-level Void would have when facing a Greater Void.

He began to subconsciously deduce: if he were to unleash the complete form of the Blackwing Demon, could he maintain his self-awareness under such spiritual pressure?

The answer came almost instantly: he couldn't.

Ulquiorra is far from possessing the power of a king.

Stark, sitting right next to him, plopped down in mid-air, his usually half-open, lazy eyes finally opening completely.

"Ugh...really."

He scratched his messy hair, his voice filled with a resigned weariness.

"Is Wang Zhen not even going to act anymore?"

"Unifying the three realms is exhausting."

"How about we go back together and have some fun playing games?"

He glanced at Grimmjow in the beam of light, then at Shen Jue, and muttered to himself.

"My lord, if all else fails, how about I train some stunningly beautiful top-tier Hollows to accompany you to your parties?"

Hribel remained silent.

As one of the Hollows who was closest to Shen Jue among the Arrancar, the fear she felt was clearer than anyone else's.

But beneath that fear lay a more complex emotion.

As she watched Shen Jue's calm back, as if he were admiring a garden, a thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

If the enemy she faces is this kind of being, then what is the point of the so-called battle?

"That's good now." Shen Jue clapped his hands.

Within the two pillars of spiritual pressure, Kenpachi Zaraki continued to unleash his spiritual pressure, yet he was unable to break through Shen Jue's suppression.

Grimmjow, on the other hand, remained frozen in his spiritual pressure, looking utterly remorseful.

The two pillars of spiritual pressure stood behind Shen Jue, like two decorative crystal pillars.

Inside is sealed the strongest swordsman in Soul Society and one of the top Hollows in Hueco Mundo.

Under the moonlight, the three forces were temporarily at a standstill, and no one moved.

In the center of the battlefield, Shen Jue, Kurosaki Ichigo, and Shiba Isshin stood side by side.

Hribel chose to take the initiative.

She slowly lowered herself, landing three steps away from Shen Jue.

The tip of the royal shark's sword pointed towards the ground, its emerald green eyes lowered.

"king."

She knelt on one knee, her voice clear and respectful.

"You are indeed in the present world."

"I came here specifically because I was worried about your safety."

Shen Jue smiled and nodded, then patted Helibel's head.

He felt that Halibel's words had a hidden meaning.

Herribel probably chose to come to the mortal world because she was worried that Shen Jue would be deceived by bad girls in the mortal world.

Stark sighed and landed as well.

He sheathed his two pistols and scratched the back of his head with one hand.

"king."

"Say something! You've revealed your identity; do you really want to unify the Three Realms?"

Beneath Barragán's skull mask, the black flames slowly subsided.

He snorted coldly, gave Stark a disdainful look, but landed respectfully on the ground, his right hand on his chest.

"king."

"I've only come to check on your safety."

Ulquiorra was the last to land.

His green eyes looked calmly at Shen Jue, and he bowed slightly.

"king."

Nelielu flew back from a distance.

She landed next to Shen Jue, smiling as she tried to offer him a facial cleanser set.

But seeing that the situation around him was not right, he finally chose to obediently squat down behind Heribel.

Behind Harribel, all the Hollows and their subordinates knelt on one knee.

The aftershocks of the black cavity completely dissipated.

The flashes of light completely disappeared.

"The King of Hueco Mundo!"

On one side of the entire battlefield, the void circle, no one remained standing.

Meanwhile, Death itself fell into a different kind of silence.

Hitsugaya Toshiro's Hyōrinmaru hovered in mid-air, the frost frozen in place.

He stared at Shen Jue, his lips moving slightly.

"Captain Shen Jue?"

"What's going on now?"

Toshiro was so bewildered by Shen Jue's actions that he began to question the meaning of life.

The mask that Hirako Shinji had lifted remained on his face.

He glanced at the broken-faced figures kneeling on the ground, then at the bewildered expressions of the Grim Reapers.

"Wait! Wait!"

"So, your king is Captain Shen Jue?"

"The captain of the Gotei 13?"

"Captain Shen Jue!" Hirako Shinji said through gritted teeth, "What exactly is your relationship with Aizen?!"

Kisuke Urahara pulled his hat brim down again, his lips twitching slightly.

"Oh dear, oh dear."

"This is getting a bit too much."

Yoruichi crossed her arms and looked at Shen Jue with a complicated expression.

"Brother Shen Jue, how many things are you still hiding from me?"

The captains of the Gotei 13 looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was not present, the spiritual pressure of the captains clearly wavered.

Kuchiki Byakuya's lips twitched. Shen Jue was both his benefactor and his respected senior.

But even he is finding it hard to break down in the current situation.

"Captain Shen Jue."

"You are the captain of the 10th Division of the Gotei 13."

"And how did he become the King of Hueco Mundo?"

Shen Jue rested his chin on his hand, pondering how to answer the many Grim Reapers who were caught in self-doubt.

At this moment, Halibel stood up and coldly swept her gaze over the Grim Reaper's side.

"Wang is the ruler of Hueco Mundo."

"You Shinigami of Soul Society dare to address Him by His name?"

Stark sighed again.

"Hey! Hey!"

"Don't do that, Haribel, it's too much trouble."

"I don't want to fight anymore."

Ulquiorra looked at Shen Jue quietly.

Nellyel innocently replied, "You Grim Reapers don't know?"

"It seems your relationship with the king isn't as close as we thought."

"That's so strange."

The tense atmosphere was replaced by a more absurd emotion.

The Shinigami captains and the Hollowfied Shinigami stared at each other blankly.

Shen Jue stood in the middle, a hint of mischievousness finally creeping onto his smile.

He raised his hands and gently pressed them down.

"Alright, alright."

"This isn't a very important issue."

"I only conquered Hueco Mundo in my spare time while serving as the captain of the Gotei 13."

"Otherwise, why haven't there been any Hollow attacks on Shinigami and humans for so long?"

There's a reason for all of that.

"Moreover, I came to this world not for some strange little goal like conquering the Three Realms."

An abyss-like spiritual pressure once again enveloped the entire area.

This time, there was no murderous intent, just a pure and overwhelming presence.

Under the moonlight, the night sky over Karakura Town finally quieted down.

The Hollowfied Shinigami and the Soul Society Shinigami remained silent, pondering the credibility of Shen Jue's words.

Shen Jue nodded in satisfaction.

"very good."

"So, next,..."

He turned around, looked at Ichigo Kurosaki, and his smile softened.

"Let's go back to Soul Society together."

"I have something very important to tell you all."

Shen Jue had just turned around and taken a step.

A surge of spiritual pressure came from the left, while another blocked it from the right.

Yoruichi used Shunpo to block on the left.

Hribel turned and shifted to the right.

Two dark-skinned beauties, one on his left and one on his right, stared intently at him with all four eyes.

Yoruichi's golden eyes churned with scrutiny, as if asking how many things you were hiding from me.

Herribel's emerald eyes flashed with a chilling light, a sense of "You must explain yourself clearly."

Shen Jue felt a chill run down her spine.

"broken."

He knew things were going badly, but he forced himself to remain calm.

He raised his hand and straightened the collar of his haori, revealing an expression that said, "Since I've been discovered, I'm not going to pretend anymore."

"cough."

"I originally wanted to communicate with Yoruichi and the others under a normal identity."

"But now I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean."

He opened his arms, moonlight spilled onto his white haori, and spiritual pressure surged silently like an abyss.

"I am Shen Jue."

"Captain of the 10th Division of the Gotei 13".

"Also, he is the King of Hueco Mundo~"

Yoruichi raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Halibel crossed her arms and didn't say anything.

Two dark-skinned girls were still staring at him.

Shen Jue: "0.0"

Ichigo Kurosaki whispered from a short distance away, "Teacher Shen Jue, I feel like you have a more important problem to solve than your identity being exposed."

Shiba Isshin sighed, "Ichigo, why did you have to bring up the one thing you didn't want to talk about?"

Shen Jue's smile froze on her face.

He took a deep breath and decided to change his strategy.

"Oh, I just remembered, it's going to rain."

"I still have clothes at home that I haven't brought in."

"I'll go first..."

Yoruichi reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

Heribel reached out and pressed down on his other shoulder.

"No rush."

"Please explain yourself clearly first."

Under the moonlight, the night wind howled through Karakura Town.

Shen Jue stood between the two dark-skinned girls, his smile gradually freezing.

Behind him, the Grim Reaper and the Arrancars, unusually, reached a consensus.

They decided to watch the play first.