Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1165: Aizen’s domineering thoughts!
"Is this... the final form that the Broken Jade has given me?"

Aizen murmured to himself. He could feel that the power in his body that was above all living things was awakening completely. This power was strong enough to change the world and even subvert the boundaries of all things.

"Hahaha……"

Aizen suddenly laughed out loud, with both arrogance and relief in his laughter.

He knew that at this moment, he was no longer the Aizen of the past, but an existence that had surpassed himself and reached a new height.

The power of Collapse Jade finally gave rise to this unprecedented evolution under his will.

"Ichigo Kurosaki, you are indeed powerful, but this is also the fun I pursue."

Aizen's voice became deep and magnetic. He slowly floated into the air. Every flap of his wings was accompanied by a slight distortion of space, showing that he now possessed power over all living beings.

"Let me see where your limit is!"

There was a flash of fanaticism in Aizen's eyes. He was no longer the conspirator who was only satisfied with controlling everything, but a warrior who purely pursued power and fighting.

Chang Wei looked at Aizen like this and felt deeply moved.

"Using absolute will to stabilize his fashion sense and status is equivalent to never breaking the rules. Even if Aizen's original Hogyoku has an upper limit and his potential is locked by the Soul King, he is estimated to be able to break the shackles and chains, not to mention that the Hogyoku is now enhanced."

Chang Wei clicked his tongue and said.

The Hogyoku itself does not need to become complete to be activated. It's just that Aizen is not confident in himself. Especially after learning that Urahara Kisuke still has another piece of Hogyoku, Aizen subconsciously feels that he needs to fuse two pieces of Hogyoku to become a complete Hogyoku.

Bengyu absorbed his ideas and naturally developed according to his ideas.

But when Aizen realized that the ability of the Hogyoku was actually to realize the thoughts of the people around him, his ideas had already been deeply rooted and could not be changed.

It's different now. The Hogyoku, which has absorbed the berserker's soul, has broken the upper limit of the Soul King's lock. As long as Aizen Sosuke can still maintain his absolute will and mind, he can become endlessly stronger!
Ichigo Kurosaki once again overcame the invisible field set up for him by Aizen, and then swung his fist at Aizen.

"That's awesome, Kurosaki Ichigo!!!"

Aizen laughed wildly and didn't back down at all, and also met the attack with a punch.

Even though I know that this punch will be swallowed up, so what?
No one can make him retreat or dodge, not even death!!!
Ichigo Kurosaki's fist absorbed countless spirit particles. Even though Aizen Sosuke had completely condensed the spirit particles in his fist, and each spirit particle had the will of Aizen Sosuke, they were still forcefully absorbed by Ichigo Kurosaki.

Regardless of friend or foe, as long as they are spirit particles, they are food for Ichigo Kurosaki!

Even so, Aizen Sosuke realized that his attack did cause some harm to Kurosaki Ichigo!
All he could absorb was his own spirit particles, but his domineering thoughts and supreme will were enough to injure Kurosaki Ichigo, causing him a double blow in both will and body!

This is the Berserker's way of making the impossible possible!

The two fists collided, and a deafening roar instantly erupted, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. Kurosaki Ichigo's fist devoured Aizen's spirit like a black hole. Aizen's domineering thoughts and supreme will, like a sharp blade, penetrated Kurosaki Ichigo's defense and directly acted on his mind and body.

Ichigo Kurosaki felt an unprecedented pain, a tremor from the depths of his soul that made it almost impossible for him to stand.

But Ichigo Kurosaki did not waver. Aizen had absolute will, and so did he!
The will of Ichigo Kurosaki has absorbed his own supreme fighting spirit and is growing stronger.

"Aizen, I can sense your tyranny! I understand your ambition!"

Ichigo Kurosaki showed a smile that was so powerful that it was enough to pull the flag.

As the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, the air around him began to distort and deform, forming spiritual power vortices that were visible to the naked eye.

Every attack of Aizen is not just a collision of strength, but also a confrontation of faith and will.

He concentrated everything he had, including his desire for strength, pursuit of power, and contempt for the world, into this punch, vowing to defeat Ichigo Kurosaki completely.

The two forces clashed fiercely in the air, and every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

The Arrancars surrounding the edge of the battlefield had already been frightened out of their wits by this terrifying might. They could only watch from afar, their hearts filled with fear and awe of the unknown.

Even the most powerful among them could not get close to the core area of ​​the battle and could only feel powerful energy aftermath that constantly impacted their bodies and minds.

The next moment seemed to be the most primitive and purest display of violent aesthetics in the universe. Everything between heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and even the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

This battle is not only a contest of strength and skill, but also a collision of wills and beliefs, and a direct confrontation of the hottest flames in the depths of two souls.

At this moment, Aizen's eyes no longer have the calmness and depth of the past, but are replaced by an almost crazy persistence and determination.

His whole body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible force, which was a powerful aura condensed from his long-standing desire for power and pursuit of perfection.

Every time he swings a punch, it is not just the contraction and extension of muscles, but also the outpouring of his inner beliefs and will, and the roar from the depths of his soul that is unwilling to be mediocre and pursues perfection.

The figures of the two people were looming in the interweaving of light and shadow. Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, like thunder in the sky, shaking every living being present.

"Bang!" There was another violent collision of fists. The space seemed to be torn apart at this moment. The air around was squeezed and deformed by the huge impact force, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Even those Arrancars who were used to brutal battles could not help but feel nervous at such a scene. They could only watch from afar, fearing that if they were not careful, they would be affected by this force and be doomed.

However, both sides of the battle seemed to be in another world completely, and all the noise and fear of the outside world had nothing to do with them.

In their eyes, there is only each other, only the ever-increasing strength and faith. Every time a fist falls, it is a challenge to the limits of oneself and an unyielding struggle against fate.

(End of this chapter)