The Alchemist in Bleach

"I'm quite certain that I almost killed Lord Ichiro, and it's time to settle that score!"

The Moon Spirit gave the world a deep look. It actually dealt with the monk alone. It seems that the world has not been as obsessed with love as it thought all these years.

"I understand. Then I'll leave him to me." With that, Yue Ling slowly walked towards Wang Yue.

He believes in the world, and besides, even if he really dies, it doesn't matter, he can be resurrected. Ichiro has reservations about such things, but He doesn't.

"Crack~"

As Yue Ling approached Wang Yue, a black spiritual pressure representing aging and a blue spiritual pressure representing acceleration appeared in her hands. She clapped her hands together and said softly.

"The Realm of Time, unfold."

"boom!"

A sound like shattering glass rang out, and in the blink of an eye, Yue Ling and Wang Yue were transported to a colorful world!

"!!" Wang Yue was startled, and instantly placed her right hand on her Zanpakuto, staring intently at her surroundings.

"Don't worry, there are no traps. This is the Realm of Time. When two different types of time forces collide at the same frequency, this kind of short-lived small space may be created. Here, you can use all your strength to your heart's content."

"...What is your purpose?"

"?" Yue Ling looked at Wang Yue in confusion. "Aren't you mistaken? We're on defense, you're the one causing trouble. Touch your face, isn't there a black cloth on it? That's for masking."

"..." Wang Yue was speechless. Just as he was about to launch an attack, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

Suddenly, without warning, a black coffin with a complete incantation rose up and enveloped him!

"laugh!"

"boom!"

In an instant, a flash of sword light appeared, and the black coffin was shattered! It revealed Wang Yue, who stood tall and imposing, holding a sword in one hand!

'A black coffin with a complete incantation? When was it incantated?' Although he easily broke open the black coffin, Wang Yue was not careless at all.

'Interesting~' On the other side, watching the temporal turbulence in the Time Realm relentlessly bypass Wang Yue, Yue Ling narrowed her eyes slightly. 'Is he able to achieve a certain degree of immunity to the power of time? Is this an ability of transcendental modification, or is it inherent to him?'

The answer to which moon spirit it was is unknown, but what He knew was that Wang Yue was a rather formidable opponent!

I say: You shall not hold any sharp weapon in your hand!

"Huh!?" Wang Yue was still wondering what Yue Ling meant when he was suddenly startled. He felt a force appear out of nowhere, instantly spreading his five fingers and sending the Zanpakuto flying from his hand!

"Hado #63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

"Tear!"

Faced with this sudden situation, Wang Yue brought his left hand together, gathered his spiritual pressure, and shattered the lightning with a hand chop!

At the same time, as his right hand grasped the Zanpakuto that had flown out, an invisible force pulled it back.

This scene once again made Yue Ling's brow furrow. The Zanpakuto wasn't affected at all. Keep in mind, this wasn't a sheathed Zanpakuto; it was just an ordinary one.

"boom!"

However, what surprised Yue Ling even more was that after Wang Yue recalled his Zanpakuto, he simply unleashed his spiritual pressure and broke through His Word of Power. Was the difference between them really that small?

Surprised, Yue Ling didn't hesitate when facing Wang Yue's attack with a sword. She drew her sword from her waist and rushed forward!

"when!!!"

The clash of swords unleashed a terrifying storm in this dreamlike realm of time! The sound of swords clashing echoed endlessly!

Hmm? A sword's cry?

Yue Ling frowned, a bad feeling creeping over her. According to her knowledge of physics, the essence of a sword's cry is the sound produced by the high-speed trembling of the sword. But at this moment, her and Wang Yue's swords were clearly still locked in a stalemate, so how could they possibly be shaking?

"Tear~"

Before Yue Ling could react, an invisible sword aura flashed past, leaving a shallow mark on the chest of Yue Ling's Death Overlord outfit.

'The Zanpakuto's ability? A non-lethal spot... is it a show of force?'

'Missed it? Is it interference from this strange space? These guys really have a lot of weird tricks up their sleeves~'

A single strike, different thoughts, but the same action!

The two began a sword duel, no longer seeking a decisive victory in one strike!

Wang Yue was wary of the strange space created by Yue Ling, while Yue Ling was wary of Wang Yue's invisible slash. Even with her spiritual senses, she couldn't react in time, which shows how well it was concealed!

......

In the present world, after Yue Ling and Wang Yue entered the Time Realm, the world slowly walked towards the monk while drawing his Zanpakuto, which gleamed with white light, from his waist.

"Cut off your own arm, and I'll let you go."

The monk looked at the world with some surprise, then smiled and looked at the world with disdain: "Are all young people these days so arrogant?"

"Hey~"

"Oh, really?"

The monk's pupils contracted. At that moment, the world appeared in front of him, and the tip of his Zanpakuto was pressed against his neck, but he was completely unaware of it!

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Chapter 257 Yonhap Kyu-hyuk

"laugh!"

A sword mark slashed across the world's entire body. The monk took a half step back, holding his pen in both hands, his eyebrows slightly raised, and said coldly, "Not bad speed, but you underestimate me too much."

"puff!"

"boom!"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was kicked away by the world, smashing the wall behind him to pieces!

"Splash!"

As the monk, having brushed aside the rubble and gotten to his feet, was still wondering why the world's power hadn't been halved, his pupils constricted, and an unbelievable scene unfolded...

The enormous sword mark slung across the world's body was rapidly disintegrating into spiritual particles. In an instant, the mark left by the white pen's single-character slash vanished into nothingness. With the mark gone, naturally, the ability would cease to function...

"What kind of ability is this?"

The world's lips curled into a slight smile: "Just as Ichiro-sama said, you don't know my name~"

"!" The monk's eyes widened, a terrifying thought rising in his mind, "Could it be that you..."

"Heh~"

"call out!"

With a light laugh, the world offered no explanation, and with a swing of his Zanpakuto, hundreds upon hundreds of wind blades swept towards the monk!

"Defend!"

With a flourish of his brush, the monk wrote the character "防" (defense) in front of him. The next second, the character instantly dispersed, transforming into a sturdy barrier that blocked all the wind blades.

"fire!"

As the pen touched the paper, a torrent of flames shot forth across the world!

The world remained calm, and with a swift movement of his blade, he charged at the monk once more!

"Sword Technique: Flame Splitting!"

With a single sword strike, the blazing flames were instantly cleaved in two, revealing a path leading directly to the monk!

"Dye it black, Ichimonji!"

Although he didn't know exactly what ability the World was as Ichiro's Zanpakuto, he knew at least one thing: Kido-type abilities were ineffective, and even Rule-type abilities might be ineffective!

Therefore, it's better to directly unleash the Zanpakuto, giving it greater attack power while also slightly releasing one's own spiritual pressure.

"Mimicry begins, activate!"

The world was not to be outdone, and its spiritual pressure also rose!

'This is the Mimicry Shikai? No wonder Tenshin Ichiro hid it away!'

Seeing the sudden surge in spiritual pressure around the world, the monk's heart skipped a beat, and he gained a deeper understanding of the Captain-Commander and the others' technique of sealing off the Mimicry Release.

At this level, the Mimicry Shikai can even amplify their spiritual pressure!

That's absolutely terrifying!

"Clang~"

"Ta-da!"

After a brief exchange, their swords lashed out at each other like a storm, only to be blocked one by one. Dense sword energy raged around them, and countless fragments of stone were stirred up by the aftershocks of their battle, only to be instantly pulverized!

This kind of battle is actually very disadvantageous for the monk, because his Ichimonji is of the rule system and he is good at demonic attacks. Although his swordsmanship is not bad, it is just the result of many years of training. To put it bluntly, he has lived a long time and has enough energy to explore this thing. He is proficient enough, but he can't be said to be very strong.

It could even be said that over this long period of time, his swordsmanship level was only about the same as the world's best, and he couldn't compare with sword masters like Captain Unohana and others.

However, for Shinigami, all those techniques like swordsmanship and demon-slaying are meaningless, including Zanpakuto abilities. Only spiritual pressure is real. If the spiritual pressure is strong enough, even the most basic abilities can take off. If the spiritual pressure is insufficient, even the most awesome abilities are meaningless.

Just like Kira's Zanpakuto Wabisuke, if his spiritual pressure is strong enough, as long as his spiritual pressure is powerful enough, just a few dozen sword strikes are enough to crush any enemy with that terrifying gravity!

After all, the gravity of each sword strike is doubled!

That's exponential growth!

And that's the situation now. Although his swordsmanship is comparable to, or even slightly inferior to, that monk is far superior in terms of spiritual pressure. Even with the enhancement of his Mimicry Shikai, the gap is still significant.

While the fight appears evenly matched now, it won't be long before Sekai falls into a disadvantageous position and quickly suffers defeat. After all, the difference in spiritual pressure is undeniable. Of course, Sekai's confidence in facing the monk stems from a certain level of assurance...

......

'Huh? Why are the World and the monk fighting? Is she going to use that move she's been secretly researching? Isn't it still immature?' Not far away, a middle-aged man in a white cloak who was following Urahara and the others stopped in his tracks and looked back in the direction where the World and the monk had started fighting.

'Oh well, she can be resurrected anyway, let her vent.' The middle-aged man shook his head, slightly adjusted the silver cross badge fastened to his cloak, and continued to quietly follow behind Tsunayoshi Toki.

They weren't worried about the world's safety at all. After all, the worst that could happen was that they would die once, and they could just be brought back to life. Besides, they wouldn't actually die.

So, spiritual particles kept appearing beneath his feet. The middle-aged man, or rather, Ichiro disguised as a middle-aged man, quietly followed behind Tsunayo Tokiyo, like a hawk unaware of its prey.

Suddenly, just as they were leaving Seireitei with Urahara, who had knocked out Kabuto Danbo, an unexpected person appeared in front of Tsunayoshiro's stall. This person was...