From the prototype, immortal

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and every dust particle in the air stood still, just to witness the shocking blow that was about to explode.

Aizen's fist slowly gathered strength, which was an ultimate power that transcended the laws of physics and integrated the virtual and the real, the true and the illusion.

His eyes were like two deep whirlpools, reflecting every subtle change in the surrounding environment, and seemed to be building a fantasy world that belonged only to him.

As his thoughts surged, the surrounding scenery began to distort and change, and the colors and shapes of trees, rocks and even the sky were swaying like reflections in the water, making it difficult to tell where was real and where was an illusion.

The surrounding air began to fluctuate violently, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

His fist was no longer comparable to a simple flesh and blood body, but condensed the essence of the mirror flower water moon power, as well as the crystallization of his deep understanding of the essence of power.

This punch was his complete subversion of the boundary between "reality" and "illusion", a transcendence of the Bankai realm, and the ultimate display of his personal talent and ambition.

"Watch out, Kurosaki Ichigo, this is what I pursue - the power that transcends all boundaries!"

An indescribable force erupted instantly, as if tearing the entire space apart.

This force is neither a pure physical impact nor a simple release of spiritual pressure, but a new form of the perfect combination of the two.

It transcends all known power systems and becomes a real and illusory existence, which makes people feel an inexplicable fear and awe in addition to being shocked.

The surrounding void seemed to be ignited at this moment, bursting with brilliant light, but that light contained the power of destruction.

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes were fixed on Aizen's fist, which was not only a precursor to an attack, but also a key to open the door to a new world.

In his sight, the world around him began to distort and deform, colorful but blurred, as if the whole world was affected by Aizen's fist wind, becoming both real and illusory, making it difficult to distinguish.

This feeling is more shocking than any illusion, because it is not only a visual deception, but also a complete subversion of perception and cognition.

Aizen's fist finally blasted out. At that moment, it seemed as if the entire space was torn apart, and an indescribable strong wind swept over with the momentum of destroying everything.

This force is not only a physical impact, but also a mental oppression, which made all the creatures present feel unprecedented fear and shock.

Kurosaki Ichigo was the first to bear the brunt. He felt the terrifying energy contained in that power. However, when he really came into contact with that power, he realized his insignificance and powerlessness.

His body was like a small boat hit by huge waves, and he lost his balance in an instant. Although his feet were deeply inserted into the ground, he was still constantly pushed back by the unparalleled fist force. Every step left a deep mark, as if the earth was shaking.

And this punch also showed Aizen's style in this regard.

Power!

Very powerful!

Very powerful!

The power was so strong that even the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys burst out, and they all squeezed out the power and integrated it into this punch, forming an unprecedented explosive bombardment.

Whether this was a real confusion or an illusory deception, it was no longer important. What was important was that such a powerful, domineering and crazy force could not be resisted, and there was also... Who! Can! Block!

Even Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't!!!

Kurosaki Ichigo, who took the punch without defense and without reservation, felt the illusion that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to be blown up.

The world was twisting, and the only thing that determined the truth and falsehood was Aizen's fist!

Therefore, the body of the instrument that could not be broken was broken, and the absolute will that could not be destroyed was invaded.

Kurosaki Ichigo was so talented that he had thought of it in less than one thousandth of a second.

However, it was too late. He was already in the power of Aizen Sosuke's mirror flower and water moon. Even the one thousandth of a second of thinking time was just an illusion. In fact, one second, one minute, or even longer had passed?

Kurosaki Ichigo didn't know. He only knew that he was being beaten to death by Aizen Sosuke!

"Boundless ambition that can even swallow the sky, Kurosaki Ichigo, how can you take my fist!!!"

At this moment, Aizen Sosuke felt his way to transcendence.

No, it should be said that he has only found his way to transcendence now.

Kurosaki Ichigo was beaten to vomit blood crazily. It was impossible to be injured, but he was still injured.

This is the result of Aizen Sosuke changing reality, reversing the falsehood, and turning the impossible into the possible!

Even if you are an invincible instrument body, so what, I'm going to blow you up! ! !

Put aside all forbearance and calculations, only the most willful arrogance is left!

Aizen Sosuke's fist seemed to be the most arrogant declaration in the universe. It was not only the ultimate display of strength, but also the embodiment of his endless desires and ambitions.

This punch had no gorgeous light and shadow, no deafening roar, only the deepest darkness, like the mouth of the abyss, swallowing all the light and color around, twisting and tearing the space itself.

That was the will of Aizen's arrogance, conceit, greed, ambition, etc.

Facing this unprecedented attack, Ichigo Kurosaki's body seemed to have experienced a time reversal at this moment, from the previous excitement and expansion, to restraint and contraction.

It was a tremor deep in the soul, a deep understanding and response to the essence of power.

As Aizen's fist approached, the air around him seemed to solidify, and time seemed to stagnate at this moment. But in this extreme silence, a deeper power quietly awakened.

This power gathered into an equally invisible fist, slowly condensing in the deepest part of nothingness, forming a sharp contrast with Aizen's dark fist, but to some extent achieving amazing harmony.

As Aizen's fist blasted out, the entire space seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and began to twist and tear.

That was not a simple physical phenomenon, but a fierce collision of the laws of the two worlds, the ultimate contest between life and death, light and darkness, justice and evil.

The darkness surged like a tide, carrying the momentum of destroying everything, but when it was about to swallow everything, it encountered resistance from the deepest part of nothingness.

It was a fist that looked ordinary but contained infinite power. It slowly blasted out from nothingness. There were no gorgeous special effects, no deafening sound, but only a heart-pounding calmness and determination.