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Chapter 1188: Spirit King: Another Rebellious Child
The Spiritual King slowly unfolded his teachings to the lost in an otherworldly manner.

His movements were gentle and dignified.

The Spirit King stands tall, with the spirit light wings surrounding his body like thousands of stars. It is not only an ode to the order of the universe, but also a concrete display of his profound understanding and compassion for all things in the world.

These wings of light sway gently, and every flash contains the power to change the world. They are not only a symbol of strength, but also a transmitter of wisdom and love, leading lost souls to find their way home.

The Soul King looked at the powerful man before him, Yhwach, who was once equally brilliant but lost himself in his obsession, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

True salvation is not simply destruction and rebirth, but to make the other person realize his or her mistakes from the bottom of his or her heart and voluntarily embark on the right path.

So, he slowly raised his right hand. That seemingly gentle wave actually contained the purest spiritual power and endless wisdom in the world, forming an irresistible torrent of power, heading straight for Youhabach.

His punch contained supreme authority and the power of fist. It was both a challenge to Yhwach and a redemption for him.

He chose the most direct and profound way of education - to convince people with force and to influence them with their hearts.

Redemption by beating up Yhwach and making him reform!

Yhwach was now standing before the Soul King, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

He had never thought that his once invincible strength would be so fragile in front of the Spirit King. As the Spirit King's punch was thrown, time seemed to freeze and space trembled.

Wherever the fist wind passed, the void was distorted and the stars dimmed, as if even the basic laws of the universe were shaken at this moment.

Under this irresistible force, Youhabach's body shattered like fragile porcelain, turned into specks of light, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Power, the most primitive and magnificent existence in the universe, is boiling at an almost crazy rhythm.

It is both a harbinger of destruction and a prelude to rebirth. Between endless collapse and expansion, it interprets the most profound mysteries of the universe.

"The weak ask why the world is as it is, the strong ask how it should be."

Only through absolute power can one impose one's will on reality and create a cosmic order that conforms to one's own ideals.

He turned to look at Yhwach, who had been reduced to shreds, without a trace of pity or regret in his eyes.

In Aizen's view, Yhwach's failure was just the inevitable result of his own lack of strength and weak will.

A truly strong person will not complain about the injustice of the world, but will use his own hands to change it all.

Aizen challenged the Soul King in an almost crazy manner.

There was a flash of fanaticism and determination in Aizen's eyes. He firmly believed that the strong should shape the world according to their own will, and any obstacles would be ruthlessly destroyed.

He took slow steps, and each step was accompanied by the distortion of space and the boiling of spiritual energy. It was a display of power beyond the ordinary that made people feel awe involuntarily.

"I agree with this deeply, so I decided to use my fists to beat up the world and make it what I want it to be."

The Soul King, as the supreme being who maintains the balance of the world, has unfathomable power. But at this moment, in Aizen's eyes, He is just a clay embryo waiting to be molded, waiting for him to use his fists to carve out a brand new appearance.

After saying this, he seemed like a giant from ancient times, his aura so majestic that it could make the heavens and the earth change color. His figure seemed to merge with the chaos around him at this moment, becoming both blurry and clear, revealing an aura that transcended the mundane.

Aizen slowly raised his right arm. The muscles on his arm were smooth and explosive, as if every blood vessel contained enough power to shake the world.

His fists were clenched tightly, and there was a slight crackling sound between his knuckles, which was a sign of an impending explosion of power.

Then, Aizen stretched out his body and rushed towards the Soul King like an arrow, so fast that even light could hardly capture its trajectory.

When Aizen's fist finally collided with the Soul King's seemingly impenetrable defense, the entire void trembled.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and space twisted into shocking cracks.

Every punch of Aizen is not just a physical collision, but also a confrontation of spirit and will.

Under Aizen's fierce attack, the Soul King's originally calm expression finally showed signs of fluctuation.

He felt unprecedented pressure, a tremor coming from the depths of his soul, forcing him to face the challenger before him.

However, the Soul King is the key to maintaining the balance of the world after all, and his power should not be underestimated.

He slowly opened his arms, and a vast and boundless power surged out of his body, forming a fierce confrontation with Aizen's power.

"Lord Spirit King, you have witnessed the changes of countless eras and the rise and fall of countless lives. But today, you will see with your own eyes how a strong man uses his power to beat this world into what he wants."

As the words fell, Aizen's figure swelled again, and his strength reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.

His fist was no longer something that could be carried by simple flesh and blood, but rather embodied the purest power and will in the universe, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and rewrite all rules.

He threw a punch violently, and wherever the fist passed, space was distorted and time seemed to stop.

This punch not only causes physical destruction, but also crushes the spirit and will.

The Soul King felt unprecedented pressure, he seemed to see a whole new universe slowly taking shape under Aizen's fist. It was a world dominated by Aizen's will, a cruel universe where the strong were respected and the weak were preyed upon by the strong.

However, the Soul King is, after all, an existence that maintains the balance of the world, and he possesses power and wisdom beyond that of ordinary people.

Faced with Aizen's crazy attack, he did not choose to escape or resist, but silently fought against Aizen's power in a more profound way.

In the eyes of the Soul King, every punch of Aizen was like the falling of stars in the universe, both magnificent and tragic.

But he also saw the loneliness and desire deep in Aizen's heart, which was a pursuit of absolute power and a yearning for a perfect world.

The Soul King understood that the reason why Aizen was so crazy was because of his obsession and desire for perfection deep in his heart.

"What a pathetic child."

Lord Ling Wang regards all beings in the Three Realms as his own children. Strictly speaking, there is no kinship relationship between them. However, it is undeniable that the Three Realms were born because of Him, so the title of the Father of All Beings in the Three Realms is well-deserved.

(End of this chapter)