Infinite Chimera Creation

Taking a deep breath, Ikkyu glanced at the chains on his arm, his eyes filled with a heavy gloom.

[Yuan Yuan, although I cannot discern your true intentions, the Soul Society is undoubtedly a crucial element of your plan. Now that I am attacking the Soul Society, whose defenses are weak, what will you do? Yuan Yuan, let me take this opportunity to see just how much control you have over these Chains of Sin.]

Ikkyu's unique golden spiritual power surged forth, enveloping all the believers below. The next moment, Ikkyu's solemn voice wasn't transmitted through the air, but rather through a more direct means, reaching the hearts of those believers.

"My followers, raise your heads! Today is a sacred day. For you will conquer new lands for my Buddhist kingdom. Now, grip your weapons tightly and march toward the Soul Society."

Instantly, the densely packed believers dressed as Arhats seemed to go mad, roaring wildly as they rushed towards the black cavity that had opened not far away, leading directly to the Soul Society.

Yuan Yuan, who witnessed this scene through the gap in the window, curled his lips into a disdainful smile. He lightly tapped the armrest of the stone chair with his fingers and spoke in an icy voice.

“Ikkyu, I think you understand that testing me comes at a price. So, I’ll take these small fry without hesitation. Morris, see Ikkyu’s men? Kill them all, leave no one alive.”

Looking at the three thousand or so believers, the weakest of whom were at least of the Kyrian level, a blood-red light suddenly flashed in Morris's eyes.

After shouting "Yes, sir!", Morris rushed into the white gap.

This man, who usually disguised himself as a nice guy due to the cunning of his wolfish nature, has now completely torn off his disguise, revealing his most authentic cruelty.

Compared to fighting only a few Death Captains, Morris prefers a large number of enemies that he can massacre in one go.

Not surprised by Morales' reaction, Yuan Yuan turned to look at Aizen and Urahara Kisuke, pointed his finger at them from a distance, and two pale white spiritual energy bands broke through their spiritual energy protection and wrapped around their arms respectively.

"Maurice has already set off. You two can go down and have some fun too. Your opponents are their leader. Don't worry, with my spiritual power as your identifier, even if things really come to a head, he won't dare to kill you. At most, he'll cripple you and throw you to me."

Those who fight, don't forget to carefully sense the characteristics of his golden spiritual power; I look forward to seeing your progress.

Aizen and Kisuke Urahara both frowned involuntarily, and their gazes toward Ikkyu at the other end of the white gap became somewhat dangerous.

Judging from Yuan Yuan's words, he has already decided that they will lose.

Neither of the two, who decided to prove Yuan Yuan wrong with their actions, uttered any grand words. They simply gripped their Zanpakuto at their waists and stepped directly into the White Gap.

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Freedom? What a joke!

Having narrowly dodged the attack from above, Kisuke Urahara, panting heavily, wiped the sweat from his eyes and muttered a complaint to Aizen beside him.

"Uncle, you've really found us a good opponent. Without knowing the principle, the Buddha's six senses directly replace the five senses to control the body, making him completely immune to the illusion of illusion. His steel skin is so strong that even Benihime's Bankai can't cut through it. Will such a monster-like powerhouse really show mercy just because of a single strand of your spiritual power?"

“Amitabha, this benefactor is overthinking it.”

Before Aizen could speak, Ikkyu's leisurely voice picked up where Urahara Kisuke left off.

"I will not openly break ties with Yuan Yuan until I find a way to confront him, or more precisely, to survive under his command."

Even though he was saying something like "staying alive" to show weakness, Ikkyu didn't seem embarrassed at all. His expression remained calm, as if he were saying something perfectly natural.

Ikkyu's attitude surprised Urahara Kisuke and Aizen. They hadn't expected that someone as powerful as Ikkyu wouldn't be able to save his life from Yuan Yuan.

However, the two of them were stunned, but Ikkyu was not. After chanting a Buddhist mantra, the scroll of scriptures wrapped around his waist suddenly opened and lashed out at the two of them like a long whip. Where the golden scriptures swept, vermilion flames spontaneously ignited.

“I understand roughly why Benefactor Yuan Yuan sent you here. Therefore, without killing you, I will unleash your potential.”

Sitting rather lazily on the stone chair, Yuan Yuan looked at the white gap in front of him, snorted disdainfully, and suddenly thrust his upper body into the gap. The next moment, his upper body appeared in the void.

"Master Ikkyu, you don't actually think that after doing something as provocative as attacking Soul Society, you can just sacrifice those weaklings like ants and have them teach me another apprentice, and this matter will be over, right?"

Seeing Yuan Yuan's upper body emerge from the white crack and appear out of thin air in front of him, even someone as composed as Ikkyu couldn't help but be surprised.

However, Ikkyu was a monk skilled in cultivating his mind, and he quickly regained his composure. Aizen and Urahara Kisuke, on the other hand, did not have Ikkyu's good mindset. Being young and inexperienced, the two were horrified when they saw "half a person appear in mid-air".

Of course, neither Yuan Yuan nor Ikkyu paid any attention to the two people below. At the moment, Aizen and Urahara Kisuke were not qualified to join their conversation.

Even as his men, being slaughtered, were called trash, and even as he was rudely questioned, Ikkyu showed no anger. He simply clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Yuan Yuan with a calm expression, and spoke softly.

"Benefactor Yuan Yuan, please feel free to ask me what you wish to do. As long as it is within my power, I will do my best to fulfill it."

A slight smile played at the corners of Yuan Yuan's lips, but his eyes narrowed into slits. Despite his gentle smile, he uttered a chilling voice.

"I remember that the newly crowned Vasto Lorde, Ulquiorra, has already been captured by the Master. I wonder if the Master would be willing to part with him and hand him over to me?"

Upon hearing Yuan Yuan's words, Ikkyu's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated. He had only found and captured Ulquiorra three years ago, and this Hollow was arguably the strongest among his subordinates. However, because this Hollow's spiritual power was exceptionally high, Ikkyu had been unable to convert him into a follower even after three years, and could only imprison him deep within the Buddhist realm, slowly searching for a way to subdue him.

Now that Yuan Yuan is demanding to take Ulquiorra away, and to take away Ikkyu's strongest subordinate in the future, Ikkyu will naturally hesitate.

But soon, he stopped hesitating, because,

"Of course, if the master is unwilling to give me Ulquiorra, that's fine too. As an apology for this incident, how about the master personally stay in my laboratory for a while?"

The cold, mocking voice made Ikkyu make up his mind in an instant. After chanting "Amitabha" again, he spoke softly.

“Benefactor Yuan Yuan is joking. It is just an unruly beast. How could I possibly be unwilling to hand it over to Benefactor Yuan Yuan?”

"Since Master is willing, then I'll pretend this never happened. I'll arrange for someone to come and pick up Ulquiorra in a few days. Please be prepared, Master, so that nothing goes wrong and he doesn't get away, which would upset everyone."

With a cold laugh, Yuan Yuan waved his hand at Aizen and Urahara Kisuke below.

"You two little ones, you have the opportunity to learn from a master, so why don't you seize it? Don't worry, I'll come to pick you up when you're completely unable to move."

As he spoke, Yuan Yuan's upper body disappeared into the white gap.

Inside the Hell Research Institute, Yuan Yuan rubbed his forehead helplessly, looking at the blonde little girl who, taking advantage of his upper body probing into the white gap, climbed onto his lap like a cat, curled up in a ball, and had a happy expression on her face. He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

“Josephine, I don’t remember ever adding a domestic cat’s bloodline to you.”

"Dad, lions are also felines, and felines are very good at being affectionate with people they like."

The little girl with long golden hair propped herself up and stuck out her tiny red tongue, reaching towards Yuan Yuan's face.

"And felines also love to lick people they like."

Yuan Yuan's eyebrows twitched slightly. He reached out with his right hand, placed it on the top of the girl's head, and gently rubbed it a couple of times. After she showed an expression of enjoyment, he suddenly clenched his fist and lifted the little girl up.

Although she looks like a seven-year-old girl, Josephine is essentially a griffin and naturally wouldn't be hurt by such actions. She just stared at Yuan Yuan with her big, watery eyes, looking completely innocent, as if saying, "Daddy is bullying me."

“I said, Josephine, you brat, are you trying to mess with me? When did griffins become related to lions? Apart from some similar body parts, they are completely two different species.”

With a furrowed brow, Yuan Yuan stared intently at Josephine, who was blatantly lying, his face full of displeasure. Griffins and lions are indeed completely unrelated. Yuan Yuan had conducted experiments before, and because of the lion's physical structure, let alone giving it eagle wings, even giving it dragon wings wouldn't allow it to fly; it could only do somersaults in the air.

The little girl nervously fiddled with her fingers, pouting.

"But I haven't seen my dad in so long. Now that we've finally met, of course I want to be close to him. If I'm too lonely, I'll die."

"Only rabbits die from loneliness. If a proud griffin died for such a ridiculous reason, everyone would laugh themselves to death."

Although he spoke very rudely, Yuan Yuan still put the little girl back on his lap.

"Sit still, or I'll kick you off the table."

"I understand now, Dad is the best."

After tapping Josephine on the head to signal her to be quiet, Yuan Yuan looked at Ikkyu at the other end of the white gap and a pleased smile appeared on his lips.

Yuan Yuan gently waved his hand, and a white chain appeared out of thin air in his hand. With a cold smile, Yuan Yuan gently shook the chain in his hand. At the same time, the chain on Ikkyu, far away in Hueco Mundo, seemed to sway slightly because of the excessive force of Ikkyu's attack.

Holding the chains in his hand, Yuan Yuan wore a smile on his face, but his eyes were unusually cold, like a venomous snake seeing its prey unknowingly step into its attack range—ruthless, indifferent, and devoid of any emotion.

"Let me guess what our Master Ikkyu is thinking right now? [Yuan Yuan sent people to intercept me instead of directly activating the Chain of Blame. It seems his control over Hell is not yet complete.] Hmm, that should be about it."

Within Hueco Mundo, Ikkyu, his hands wreathed in golden spiritual energy, broke Urahara Kisuke's left leg with a single punch.

"Don't try to use a lot of spiritual power to resist my attack. In terms of spiritual power, you are definitely inferior to me. What you should do now is to sense the characteristics of my spiritual power and carefully think about how to close the qualitative gap between your spiritual power and mine."

While calmly instructing Urahara Kisuke and Aizen, Ikkyu was completely unable to remain calm. His heart was filled with ecstasy, and even being forced to help Yuan Yuan instruct his students and to offer up his prey could not diminish his joy.

[As expected, that damned Yuan Yuan couldn't control the Chains of Sin at all; the chains that appeared when he transformed into an Arrancar were just for show. I can still be free. As long as I kill that guy, kill him, I can be free.]

No, no, I won't kill him. I will defeat him, break his limbs, gouge out his eyes, cut off his ears, rip out his tongue, and imprison him in the deepest part of the Buddhist realm, listening to his agonizing cries every day. Only in this way, only in this way, can I atone for the shame I have endured.

Overwhelmed by the joy of freedom, Ikkyu completely disregarded the difference in strength between himself and Yuan Yuan, and instead fantasized about the wonderful future he would have after defeating Yuan Yuan.

The battle in Hueco Mundo, or rather the exchange of interests, has been completed. Both sides have reached a consensus: as long as Morris kills all the followers abandoned by Ikkyu and Ikkyu completes his guidance to Aizen and Kisuke Urahara, the matter in Hueco Mundo can be resolved.

The battle at the entrance to hell was also coming to an end. Most of the Shinigami captains had fallen, leaving only Retsu Unohana and Shunsui Kyoraku still struggling to hold on.

Originally, Jushiro Ukitake, who should have been able to fight alongside them in terms of strength, was affected by Karim's poison gas after Karim released his Zanpakuto, transformed into a giant poisonous scorpion, and released poison gas. He began coughing violently and was attacked simultaneously by Fudo and Raishu, losing his ability to fight.

Shaking its black tail hook, a purple light appeared in Karim's armored eyes.

“It’s been going on for so long, it’s time to end this. West, you all step back, I’m going to finish them off in one fell swoop.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Karim flicked his tail, conjuring a purple ball of spiritual energy on its hook. Ignoring whether West and the others had retreated, he launched his attack.

"Poisonous Cero: Thousand Rains".

In an instant, countless purple phantom flashes, like raindrops, flew towards the two remaining captains.

Chapter 89 Limits

"Life has its limits."

The unconscious captains of the Death God faction hung like livestock awaiting slaughter in Yuan Yuan's private laboratory.

Even the giant serpent of the mortal world is no exception.

Holding Shiba Isshin's face and turning it left and right a few times, Yuan Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Those beings who claim to have surpassed the limits have only overcome a small obstacle before reaching the limits. It's rather laughable that they claim to have surpassed the limits when they haven't even seen the real limits."

She lifted the eyelids of the old man, who didn't appear old at all, and looked into his eyes.

"The true limit is one that can never be surpassed."

He poked his finger into the wound on Kyoraku Shunsui's arm, stirred it around a few times, making an unpleasant sloshing sound.

"Of course, some life forms are called limitless life forms because their limits are difficult to reach."

He picked up Jushiro Ukitake's severed arm and, as if assembling building blocks, roughly pressed it into place where it should have been, then let go, watching it fall to the ground, bounce twice, and then...

"However, this is wrong. Every natural life has its limits, and there are absolutely no limits to them."

He forcefully pulled out a piece of gravel embedded in the shoulder of the Shihōin family head, letting the wound spurt out blood that had turned black.

"The inability to overcome the limit is a rule that was predetermined at the very beginning of life, written into the most basic information of life."

They slowly and methodically pushed the protruding internal organs of Hikifune Kiryu back into his abdominal cavity, helping them return to their original positions.

"The thought that one day in the future, no matter how hard I try, I will not be able to take another step forward fills me with fear."

He stroked the wound on Unohana Retsu's neck, smearing the slowly seeping blood onto her lips, adding a touch of alluring beauty to her appearance.

"So, I kept experimenting, trying, and researching, and finally found a way to get rid of my fear."

Leaving the captains, who remained unconscious after being subjected to various forms of rough treatment, behind him, Yuan Yuan carefully took out a large transparent box from the experimental table on the side. Through the transparent walls of the box, seven monsters resembling young snakes could be clearly seen floating inside.