Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1177 An Easy Solution
These spikes were like sharp blades, pointing directly at Aizen's vital points, attempting to give him a fatal blow from the inside.

However, just when everyone held their breath, thinking that Aizen was about to suffer a serious blow, the jacket suddenly exploded with a "bang".

Those sharp thorns failed to penetrate Aizen's body and collapsed on their own because they could not withstand the huge force inside.

Shutara Senjumaru was stunned in disbelief.

Aizen was still standing there, his clothes neatly dressed and unharmed.

This scene not only shocked everyone present, but even Shutara Senjumaru himself showed an expression of disbelief.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and a complex emotion surged in her heart: surprise, confusion, and even a hint of frustration.

She never thought that her masterpiece could be cracked so easily.

"What an interesting attempt, Captain Shutara Senjumaru."

Aizen's voice was calm and indifferent, and everything that happened just now was just an insignificant episode.

"However, the gap between you and me has long surpassed the scope of simple 'ability'. It is about the understanding of the world, the mastery of power, and the crossing of 'dimensions'. Your attack is ineffective to me."

After saying this, Aizen did not take any substantial action, but his presence itself seemed to be an invisible pressure, making the air around him tremble. Suddenly, an indescribable spiritual pressure erupted with Aizen as the center, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant. This force was so strong that even space seemed to be distorted.

Shutra Senjumaru only felt an irresistible force coming towards her. She tried her best to resist, but in the end it was still a step too late.

In full view of everyone, her head was forcibly torn off her body by an invisible force and flew away.

This scene not only made everyone present gasp, but also caused an unprecedented shock to Xiuduoluo's inner world.

However, this is not the end.

Aizen's spiritual pressure did not weaken as a result, but instead impacted everything around him even more violently.

Under the influence of this force, several key parts of the wooden cage that had just been formed by Shutara Senjumaru were cut off in mid-air, as if it were cut by an invisible blade.

But what is amazing is that these destroyed parts began to repair themselves in a very short time, demonstrating an extraordinary vitality.

"A hallucination?"

Aizen whispered to himself, his expression still expressionless.

He knew that although Shudra's illusion was strong, it was not enough to deceive his eyes. He could clearly sense Shudra's true location, even though she had hidden her spiritual pressure without a trace.

Sure enough, as Aizen's gaze penetrated the layers of illusions, a seemingly ordinary curtain was quietly lifted, revealing the true figure of Shutra Senjumaru.

She was suspended in mid-air, her face pale, with an unyielding light in her eyes. Her ability could indeed create a curtain in the air that projected a false image, but for Aizen, this was just child's play.

Shudra looked at Aizen with mixed feelings.

She finally realized that the gap between her and Aizen was not only in ability, but also in realm and cognition. The reason why her attack was ineffective was not because Aizen had any extraordinary ability, but because his physical strength, spiritual pressure control and understanding of combat had reached a level that she could not reach.

"So, this is your strength..."

Shudra whispered.

Just as Shutra Senjumaru was lost in thought, a rhythmic Japanese RAP broke the silence around him. The sound was a bit unruly and ostentatious.

As the voice got closer, a figure gradually emerged - Nimaiya Oyue, the Soul King Palace's foremost Zanpakutō forging master. He appeared in an almost playful manner, carrying a strange glass jar-like container on his back, which contained an unknown secret.

"I'm back. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, five, then three, and finally two. That's right, I am the number one Zanpakutō forger, Nimei-ya OH-ETSU!"

Wang Yue of Nimeiya introduced himself with a hint of sarcasm, a unique accent that mixed Japanese English with hip-hop elements.

As he carefully put down the glass jar on his back, everyone's attention was drawn to the blade wrapped in a jelly-like substance.

This Zanpakutō named "Sayafuku" has been regarded as a failure since its creation due to its unique and complex nature. It has long been sealed in the dark and no one cares about it.

However, in the eyes of Wang Yue from Ermeiwu, it is a weapon tailor-made for today's battle.

"It seems that you are very confident in your spiritual pressure..."

There was a hint of provocation in Nimaiya Oyue's words. Aizen's arrogance and arrogance, it was this confidence that gave him the opportunity to push this seemingly impossible-to-win battle into the unknown.

As his spiritual pressure suddenly increased, the entire space seemed to tremble, and an invisible pressure enveloped Aizen, foreshadowing the coming of a storm.

"This sword is a failure and cannot be delivered to the Soul Society. It has never been used since it was made. In fact, it is thanks to your invasion of the Soul King Palace that it finally has a chance to be used."

Wang Yue's words contained both regret for the past and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

Before he finished speaking, Nimaiya Ouyue had already turned into a shadow, and appeared in front of Aizen in an instant with his skillful instant step technique. His movements were swift and precise, and he stabbed Aizen's chest directly.

However, facing this sudden attack, Aizen seemed unusually calm and did not even make any evasive move.

Nimaiya Wangyue's mouth curled up into a smile. He had expected Aizen to react like this. In his opinion, Aizen's arrogance and underestimation of the enemy were his biggest weaknesses.

Although Aizen's reaction speed is extremely fast, far beyond that of ordinary people, these advantages will be wiped out under the careful planning of Nimaiya Wang Yue.

Although the sheath in his hand was regarded as a failure by the outside world, the reason was that this Zanpakuto was destined to be extraordinary from the day it was born - it was so sharp that no sheath could be contained, and ultimately it could only be wrapped in a special gel-like substance to prevent its sharpness from accidentally hurting innocent people.

As he swung his arm, the blade in the sheath shone with a cold light.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be cut by this sharp force, and even the air was shaking.

Then, the knife slashed at Aizen's body, but broke in an instant.

(End of this chapter)