Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Although he still had some strength left, and even more violent flames hidden within him.

But compared to the two people who are currently confronting each other with spiritual pressure, he is already slightly inferior.

After a moment's silence, Yamamoto Genryusai tapped his right foot, picked up the unconscious Abarai Renji, and carried him on his shoulder.

"Be careful..."

After saying this, Yamamoto Genryusai's figure flashed and left the center of the two people.

With his departure, the already shaky Shuangjiu Hill could no longer withstand the endless pressure and collapsed in half. Dust suddenly rose up in the sky and countless pieces of rubble rolled down the cliff below.

Kyoraku Shunsui looked at the scene before him and felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

You must know that in order to withstand the power released by the King of Destruction, the Hill of Double Death has been continuously reinforced by several generations of members of the Ghost Dao Clan with the Ghost Dao.

Even after countless executions and even after several captains fought fiercely on it, it still wouldn't suffer too much damage.

However, now, under the collision of the two people's spiritual pressure, it has completely become history.

"Broken boundaries..."

There was a hint of awe in Aizen's eyes. "I'm curious, how on earth were you able to stay ahead of me without the Hogyoku?"

"Nothing, just luck." Su Feng replied calmly, "Compared to you, I just have a tiny bit more luck."

Aizen lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing whether to believe it or not. After a moment of silence, he stared ahead again and narrated calmly:

"With your level, it is impossible that you are unaware of the existence of the Soul King."

"Why would a Transcendent like you obey the orders of something like this?"

Su Feng frowned slightly and said seriously:

"When did you develop this delusion?"

"The so-called Spirit King is nothing more than a wedge between the three realms."

"I am only like this because this is——"

"My Soul Society!"

Aizen's pupils suddenly shrank, then relaxed, as if he had figured something out. However, when he looked at Sufeng again, his attitude had changed.

"Is that so? I see."

"It is really a wrong decision to challenge the king on his own territory."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up at the sky. The dark clouds were torn apart in an instant. A huge beam of golden light suddenly dispelled the surrounding darkness and suddenly fell on the figure floating in the sky.

The sky shattered, as if a curtain had been torn apart.

Ferocious white claws stretched out from the darkness, tearing at the shattered sky. Countless horrible heads opened their bloody mouths and emitted eardrum-shaking roars.

At the same time, two rays of light fell from the sky and landed behind the Double Death Hill and under the falling cliff.

"Tosen Kaname, Ichimaru Gin..."

"Anti-membrane, they really escaped..."

Kyoraku Shunsui was not too surprised. After this battle, he had already guessed part of the truth. On the contrary, the other captains simply could not accept the scene in front of them, and each of them showed an expression of shock.

The emergence of the anti-membrane means that the two sides are already in two unrelated and completely isolated worlds.

Now, no one can stop Aizen and others from leaving.

Aizen lowered his eyes and looked down at Sufeng below and the captains who had rushed over.

The two of them just stood in the air and looked at each other, as if the collision of swords and the intersection of spiritual pressure.

"I have to admit it, Captain Sufeng."

"You are the most surprising person to me in the entire Soul Society so far."

"Unlike those pedantic, stubborn, and old-fashioned mediocre people, your light even makes me feel dazzling."

"Even Soul Society seems less boring because of your existence."

"But at the same time, your dazzling light makes it difficult for those who look up to you to see the truth. You make me feel more difficult than ever before."

"I look forward to our next meeting..."

At this moment, Ukitake Jushiro's questioning voice came from not far away:

"Aizen, what is your purpose in doing this?!"

Aizen lowered his head and smiled: "Of course, it is to pursue a higher realm."

"Have you fallen, Aizen..." Ukitake Jushiro's expression was extremely solemn.

Even after experiencing such a battle, he was still unwilling to believe that his good friend, with whom he once had a good chat, would fall into the corruption of colluding with the Great Hollow.

Facing the question, Aizen's lips curled up slightly and he responded softly: "You are too arrogant, Ukitake."

“No one has been standing at the top from the beginning.”

As he spoke, he took off his glasses.

"Whether it's you, me, or...Captain Sufeng."

"However, the vacancy period for the Zenith Throne is about to end."

As he spoke, he exerted a little force with his palm, and the black-framed glasses instantly turned into countless pieces and dissipated in the air.

Aizen stretched out his right hand and pushed back his short brown hair.

With an indifferent and aloof look, he looked down at everyone.

"From now on..."

"I will stand on the zenith!"

Thanks to the boss Derek in the forest for the reward, and thanks to the bosses for their monthly tickets.

Chapter 273: The Power to Break the World, the Elimination of Reiatsu

The howling wind cannot suppress the declaration to the world.

Aizen seemed like a god looking down upon all the world. His indifferent gaze swept over everyone, taking in all their shocked and bewildered expressions.

Until, he saw Sufeng's calm and indifferent expression.

Aizen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled back, then slowly turned around and said calmly:

"Goodbye, fellow Death Gods."

"Goodbye, Captain Traceback."

"The next time we meet, it will probably be on the battlefield."

As he spoke, he walked towards the deep darkness. The hideous bone masks retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide path.

"Don't you think it's a bit too plain to leave so casually?"

Sufeng's sudden words made Aizen's steps pause. His arrogant gaze turned back, passed through the light curtain of the anti-membrane, and fell below.

Under his puzzled gaze, Sufeng slowly drew out the Zanpakuto from his waist.

hum-

Invisible waves instantly spread out from it, reaching and covering the entire Soul Society.

Above the dome, the clouds stagnated, the wind stopped suddenly, and even the drifting of the spirit particles froze. The world seemed to have stopped moving, and even the sound of breathing was barely detectable.

Under the blazing sun, a crescent moon rose from Sufeng's palm, competing for the glory between heaven and earth.

Countless tiny breezes appeared on the crystal clear blade, and crackling golden arcs of electricity crisscrossed among them, adding a bit of dazzling brilliance to the already gorgeous crescent moon.

A tremendous spiritual pressure rose up around Sufeng, filling the entire sky in a mere instant. From afar, the Soul Society seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

Incomprehensible scenes were played out in front of the captains one after another, and the endless changes once again impacted their worldview.

Yamamoto Genryusai remained silent, but the fire burning in his pupils grew more and more intense.

Kyoraku Shunsui's lips were dry and cracked, and he stammered a few times but couldn't utter a word.

At this moment, his mind was recalling the scene of Sufeng's attack. Suddenly, he realized that his familiarity with him seemed to be a very distant past.

Unohana's beautiful eyes fluttered as she stared at the familiar figure in front of her. Complex emotions such as tenderness, excitement, and joy surged in her heart, until finally they were replaced by a strong sense of self-blame.

An imperceptible voice rang out between the lips and teeth: "I'm so sorry, Sufeng-kun. Did you make such a big sacrifice to please me?"

Because he had been "surviving in misery" under Sufeng's fists since he was a child, Kuchiki Byakuya could be considered the person who knew him best among the people present.

He looked at the figure facing the dome, and a bold guess inexplicably arose in his mind, but was immediately suppressed in his heart.

"This guy, doesn't he want to..."

Soi-Fong bit her lower lip lightly. For some reason, the current scene suddenly reminded her of the time when she was abandoned by Yoruichi.

The huge gap between them made her feel a strong sense of uneasiness. This emotion seemed to be a living thing, instantly spreading throughout her body and continuously growing in her heart.

"Never, never allow..."

Among all the captains, the calmest was Kurotsuchi Mayuri. Having analyzed and utilized Sufeng's power and transformed his own golden Hijisha Jizo, he knew very well the limit of the power of the figure in front of him.

That is a power that truly surpasses the power of the God of Death and Hollow!

this moment.

Sufeng's spiritual pressure disappeared in an instant, as if it had been completely wiped out from between heaven and earth. If his figure had not been still standing in the sky, perhaps everyone would have really fallen into a panic.

The fourth squad’s barracks and comprehensive first aid station.

On the corridor of the ward, Madarame was looking towards the direction of the Double Killing Hill with a melancholy expression.

"What happened there?"

Just as he was struggling, a wind filled with spirit particles suddenly blew up in the team house. The materialized whistling sound resounded between the buildings, sweeping up the fine dust and going away in the direction his eyes were looking for.

Ayase Gawa Yumichika happened to walk out of the ward and looked at the strange scene in the team barracks, his expression froze instantly.

"Is this a spirit particle storm..."

At the same time, a similar scene was happening throughout the Soul Society.

Endless wind was flowing from under the double execution ground, and it was surging continuously from the Soul Society. Under the dark night, the wind from the entire world was constantly being compressed and condensed.

"Swastika..."

Countless tiny spirit particles surged around Sufeng's body, and in an instant turned into a silver-white light like moonlight, covering the blade in his hand.

"Prison Binding Zhou Tian!"

This time, the blade became a true crescent moon.

Silver-white light flowed, covering Sufeng's eyes. As his lips opened slightly, the world began to move again, and with the fluctuation of his spiritual pressure, it became more and more magnificent.

The perfect light emerged from the palm of Sufeng's left hand, gently caressing the silver-white blade, adding several complex and heavy mysterious patterns to it.

This is the increase from Fullbring.

For some reason, when Aizen saw this scene, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. The scene of the fierce battle between Sufeng and Xubai on a rainy night that once appeared in the world surged up in the ocean of memory.

The difference from the last time is that this time Sufeng officially crossed the boundary of death and became a transcendent in the true sense.

The light of the anti-membrane stands firm, penetrating through the ruins-like scorched earth from the broken dome. These are two unrelated worlds, and no force can break the separation between them!

Sufeng stood proudly in the endless breeze, the silver and white flowing, weaving a brand new feather fabric for it. Mottled traces emerged from the hem, turning into symmetrical patterns spread across the silver and white.

As the silver blade fell, everything in front disappeared.

The wind raged, sweeping and covering everything. The brilliant silver-white glow bloomed magnificently under the night sky. Wherever the eyes could see, everything visible and invisible was annihilated into dust!

The wind of unity!

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, the wind fell on the golden anti-membrane.

hum-

The pure beam of light suddenly caused ripples, as if a stone had fallen into a lake, covering the entire surface of the lake in circles.

However, that’s all.

The anti-membrane still stands under the dome, like a pillar supporting the sky, firm and unyielding.

"Does it stop here?"