Chapter 137

"Oh dear, don't be in such a hurry."

Kuchiki Senya did not answer directly either, but waved lightly toward Aizen.

"Right now, you can't kill the Soul King. It's useless."

"The Soul King isn't someone you can kill either."

As Kuchiki Senya spoke, he once again revealed a harmless, innocent smile, yet these few words left Aizen utterly bewildered.

He still did not know that the one who would kill the Soul King in the future was called Yhwach.

And Yhwach would also become the new Soul King.

"Aizen, we've been friends for a while. Up to now, I've already helped you quite a lot."

Kuchiki Senya's expression was relaxed: "I still haven't finished that red wine of mine. I'm still thinking of hurrying back once things are done."

"Listen to me, let's leave right now."

"Look, the Zero Division has already been beaten by me until they're no different from ordinary people, and as for those Shinigami outside, they can barely protect themselves."

"You've already experienced what it's like to be number one in this world."

Aizen's eyes bulged in fury, blue veins popping on his forehead—this was a rare loss of composure for Aizen.

But in just a moment, Aizen came back to himself, the corners of his mouth curving up in a soft chuckle.

"So that's how it is."

"Kuchiki Senya, from the very beginning, you only treated this as a game, didn't you?"

"Uh......"

Kuchiki Senya thought for a moment: "You could say that, I suppose."

That single sentence thoroughly enraged Aizen.

"I will absolutely not be stopped by you!"

Aizen let out a great roar, instantly transforming into a streak of light and vanishing, then rapidly reforming behind Kuchiki Senya.

Kuchiki Senya was stunned.

"How could you possibly know this?"

But immediately after, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward.

"Alright then, let's play!!"

With a great roar, Kuchiki Senya turned around and swept his blade across behind him. Heaven-Severing Myriad Forms collided with Kyoka Suigetsu, instantly producing a tremendous crash.

The shockwave spread out in an instant.

At the doorway, the members of the Zero Division felt this violent shockwave spreading out and were all stunned in unison.

In this short while, there had been far too many moments that left them dumbfounded.

All of it exceeded their expectations, things they could never have imagined.

"Boss, how does it seem like......"

"They're fighting?"

Hikifune Kirio furrowed her brow as she spoke. Also, because Kuchiki Senya had severed the rules, the current Hikifune Kirio had become a busty beauty with long, wavy purple hair.

Ichibē Hyōsube also stopped struggling, staring blankly ahead. This simple, honest Monk, now even more foolish-looking when surprised.

And inside, Kuchiki Senya and Aizen were locked in fierce combat.

Unlike Aizen's frenzied, desperate fighting, Kuchiki Senya was far more at ease.

"Aizen, looks like you've hidden quite a few things."

"You madman!"

Aizen's forehead gained a slit resembling an eye, his face turned black, and his original facial skin tore down the middle, hanging on either side of the black face.

Three Kong Dong appeared on his upper body, and the Hōgyoku rested within the topmost Kong Dong, his Zanpakutō fused with his right hand. From the spine of each of the original six massive butterfly wings, a skull had grown.

Aizen let out a great roar and transformed into his current form.

This appearance also left Kuchiki Senya dumbfounded.

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Seeing Kuchiki Senya's startled look, Aizen let out a cold laugh.

"You really thought I hadn't held anything back against you?!"

At this moment, Aizen's final fusion state was revealed, his aura terrifying beyond words.

With this level of strength, ordinary Shinigami—even the powerful members of the Zero Division—were not necessarily Aizen's match.

But this was all something that would happen in the future—how could it be happening now?!

With another great roar, Aizen moved at blinding speed.

His Reiatsu was several times stronger than before, but this time Aizen no longer used overly fancy techniques; between his wide, sweeping strikes, there was nothing but killing intent.

Kuchiki Senya raised his Heaven-Severing Myriad Forms to parry, shifting in an instant from offense to defense—but this was not because Aizen's final fusion state had overwhelmed Kuchiki Senya.

It was because the current Aizen absolutely should not have been able to reach this state.

Final Fusion.

"Impossible!"

Kuchiki Senya could not figure it out, but right before his eyes, Aizen's attacks grew more and more ferocious.

Every strike carried intense killing intent.

Kuchiki Senya stopped dodging as well, the fighting spirit in his eyes turning cold and stern.

"How did you end up like this, Aizen."

But the only response to Kuchiki Senya was a roar.

"Looks like I have no choice—I have to defeat you!"

With that, Kuchiki Senya let out a great roar, shifting from defense to offense. A faint glow emanated from the Heaven-Cleaving Myriad Forms in his hand, and with one slash brought down, its tremendous force hacked straight toward Aizen.

"Boom—!"

"Crack!!"

This all-out strike sent Aizen flying outright.

But it wasn't over yet.

"Aizen, let me help you sober up!!"

Kuchiki Senya stepped forward, planting one foot on Aizen's body and pinning him so he couldn't move.

After a swift glance up and down, Kuchiki Senya finally fixed his gaze on the Hōgyoku inside the topmost Kong Dong.

"Heaven-Cleaving Myriad Forms, break!"

With a great roar, Heaven-Cleaving Myriad Forms let out a hum. Kuchiki Senya raised the blade and drove it straight in with a single thrust.

"Buzz buzz buzz—!"

A tremendous pressure plunged into the Hōgyoku, and with a thunderous boom, the Hōgyoku shattered outright.

Aizen let out a wretched scream and went still on the spot.

Yet the Hōgyoku on his body, as if driven by something, floated up on its own and flew off toward some unknown place.

Kuchiki Senya looked, his pupils contracting: "Just as I thought."

He reached out, snatched up a shard of the Hōgyoku, studied it for a long while, and seemed to understand: "This is a trap! Aizen is just a pawn, too!"

083. Seeing Through It in a Single Sentence — The True Master of the Hōgyoku

"Seize him!" Ichibē Hyōsuke roared and charged forward.

"Blacken, Ichimonji!"

The writing brush in his hand instantly transformed into a Zanpakutō, its blade-tip aimed straight at Kuchiki Senya's chest.

Kuchiki Senya regarded the old Monk calmly — if that blade were allowed to stab him, the consequences would be anything but pleasant~

"Old Monk, behave!"

The Heaven-Cleaving Myriad Forms in Kuchiki Senya's hand flickered with an uncanny light as he swung it toward Ichibē Hyōsuke's neck.

Ichibē Hyōsuke met the blade head-on, the tip of his sword clashing with Heaven-Cleaving Myriad Forms.

At that moment, Futamibankun Wang Yue stepped through the void from outside, over a dozen Zanpakutō flying up behind him, and came streaking toward Kuchiki Senya at full speed.

"I'd advise you not to get too worked up — unless you want Aizen to slip away again. At your level, I doubt any of you could be his match, right?" Kuchiki Senya asked coolly.

Hearing this, Ichibē Hyōsuke's face darkened as well. He stared at Kuchiki Senya, then reached out to hold Futamibankun Wang Yue back.

"Who on earth are you?" Ichibē Hyōsuke had never seen such a strange youth as Kuchiki Senya.

One had to remember that the combat strength of their Zero Division was essentially all top-tier experts — generally, they wouldn't be looked down upon by anyone.

Yet this time, Kuchiki Senya had managed to lead every single one of them around by the nose.