Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 439: Chapter 436: Aizen's Demise, Leaving Bleach World

Although it does not compare to the Clausolas that sealed the celestial Ego.

But with the blessing of the Eternal Flame, the power of Laevatein is not to be underestimated.

The sword that Fang Mo had just swung made no sound, but the extremely fierce high temperature destroyed everything in an instant.

From where Aizen stood, the entire city was affected, extending forwards as if the ground was silently erased by something, creating a bottomless rift that ran through the city. At the same time, the sky was split open, and the azure blue of the sky was torn apart, creating a vast and profound chasm.

The entire upper body of Aizen, who was struck, completely evaporated, leaving only his legs on the ground.

Since Fang Mo deliberately avoided damaging the Hogyoku during his sword swing, it remained undamaged and quietly floated in its original place.

"Finally, it is done."

Fang Mo, looking at the Hogyoku emitting a cyan-blue light, couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental.

Although this arc seemed to progress quickly, to be honest, he had been waiting for the Hogyoku for a long time. Now, seeing this crystal-clear bead in front of him, Fang Mo felt somewhat dazed for a moment.

He now possessed the Infinity Gauntlet and five Infinity Stones, along with the Hogyoku, and, if one were to count, a Zanpakutō as well.

To be honest, Fang Mo had done everything within his power. He had obtained every wish-granting mechanism available in the various worlds he could visit, and it was uncertain whether his future wishes would be fulfilled or if he would find his way home.

If not, he would be satisfied just to see them one more time.

"Hopefully, it will be successful."

Fang Mo sighed softly and then reached out for the Hogyoku.

But at the same moment Fang Mo raised his hand, the lower half of Aizen on the ground suddenly sprayed out a large amount of white liquid.

Of course, this spray was very serious, as it was a substance similar to the masks of Hollows. These substances quickly formed Aizen's upper body, and then he shakily stood up from the ground.

"The ultimate victor is still me."

Although Aizen looked very weak, he seemed quite excited for some reason: "I admit that your sword has power beyond that of Old Man Yamamoto, but I have already taken control of the Hogyoku. With the power of the Hogyoku, I will not fail. Look, I have already begun to evolve again."

As he spoke, Aizen raised his right hand.

At this moment, his Zanpakutō in his right hand was shattering, yet he was not worried at all, but instead, he laughed out loud: "The Hogyoku has allowed me to completely surpass both Shinigami and Hollow. Now, I no longer need the power of the Zanpakutō. I will continue to evolve towards a higher dimension, and you cannot defeat me!"

"Not to mention, your bragging is even stronger than Makima."

Fang Mo couldn't help but retort upon hearing this: "You've already been beaten by me to a pulp, why are you still spouting such arrogant nonsense? Is that mouth of yours crafted by Manyullyn?"

"It's time to end you!"

Aizen completely ignored Fang Mo's words. In his view, since Fang Mo had just used such a terrifying skill, he must be exhausted by now. Preparing to attack, Aizen was about to raise his hand when suddenly two voices sounded from behind him.

"Bankai, Kamishini no Yari."

"Bankai, Hunter."

Suddenly, a blade and a palm emerged from Aizen's chest.

"!?" Aizen was slightly stunned, instinctively turning his head to look behind him, only to see Ichimaru Gin and Tosen Kaname staring at him with cold expressions.

"Hahaha, what the heck. What in the world is this Hunter's Bankai about?"

After seeing this scene, Fang Mo couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

"Tosen Kaname, even you..." Aizen couldn't laugh, coughing up blood at that moment, but soon he raised a hand: "Since it's come to this, then I'll start with you..."

But before he could finish his sentence, a "crack" sound suddenly came from his body.

Then, the white shell on his left side shattered, revealing his original body underneath.

"What!?"

If the previous sneak attack was a surprise for Aizen, this scene completely dumbfounded him. Aizen could feel his power rapidly draining away, looking incredulously at his own palm: "My power... why...?"

"Perhaps the Hogyoku has finally realized you're unreliable?"

After laughing, Fang Mo spoke up: "Didn't you say? The Hogyoku has its own consciousness. It indeed tried its best to support you, but you still ended up getting beaten miserably, unable to lead. So, it simply gave up on you."

Aizen was stunned for a moment, then instinctively reached for the Hogyoku in mid-air.

However, as if the Hogyoku really had its own thoughts, it dodged Aizen's hand and slowly flew towards Fang Mo.

"Is it really so obedient?" Seeing this, Fang Mo also laughed, reaching out to catch the Hogyoku: "Such a good child. Then, I'll be nicer to you from now on... How about I attach a spell to you?"

Upon receiving the Hogyoku, Fang Mo quickly felt a strange sensation.

This feeling was a bit odd, as if something was resonating with Fang Mo's heart, or rather... listening to his wishes and desires.

"This... how is this possible!?"

Seeing everything before him, Aizen ultimately couldn't accept the betrayal of the Hogyoku, starting to lose his composure.

But in the next second, several red lights flashed, and Aizen's body displayed several cross-like glows, clearly a kind of binding spell. Now with his power greatly reduced and having just received a fatal injury, Aizen couldn't break free for the moment.

And it was at this moment, a sound of footsteps arose in the distance.

Urahara Kisuke stepped out from the shadows.

"It's you!"

Aizen, losing his composure, looked towards him: "Urahara Kisuke!"

"It's over, Sōsuke Aizen," Urahara Kisuke said calmly. "Your plans, your ambitions, everything has come to an end. You've lost."

"You bastard!"

Aizen appeared visibly reluctant: "I really don't understand. You have such talent, yet why do you willingly submit to such a thing!?"

"It seems you've noticed."

Urahara Kisuke's expression was rather calm: "Without the Soul King, the Soul Society would completely vanish, and the world would collapse along with it. He is the anchor of the three worlds, so maintaining the status quo is a necessary measure. I cannot let you create the ōken and then replace the Soul King."

"Those are nothing but the words of a loser!"

Aizen bellowed: "Victors change the world according to their own visions, not conform to the world itself. You, with no ambition or spirit..."

"Hey, why so angry?"

Before Aizen could finish his sentence, Fang Mo walked over with a smile, suddenly broke the cross on Aizen's body with a flick of his hand: "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"That sword..."

Aizen was initially stunned but quickly realized.

"Since you don't wish to take action yourself, I have no choice but to personally do it." Fang Mo shrugged and then directly plunged the Ender Greatsword into Aizen's chest: "Say goodbye to this world, Aizen. It's time for prison."

"..."

Aizen didn't speak, just stared deeply at Fang Mo.

Quickly, the special feature of the Ender Greatsword activated, spinning his body away and disappearing into the sword.

After absorbing Aizen, the sword in Fang Mo's hand transformed into a milky white greatsword that looked somewhat like a hollow's mask, though it had some simple purple patterns on it, and a purple bead appeared in the center of the guard.

Fang Mo examined the appearance of the sword and felt that its style was somewhat similar to that of Aizen transformed by the Hōgyoku.

"Do you plan to take Aizen away?"

Not far away, Urahara Kisuke saw this scene and asked a question.

"Your Reiatsu system is somewhat interesting," Fang Mo put away the Ender Dragon Greatsword in his hand: "Among the myriad worlds, the power system of your world may not be the strongest, but it is definitely one of the most fashionable and prestigious. So, I plan to go back and study it."

"The myriad worlds?"

Upon hearing this, Urahara Kisuke also asked: "So, how many worlds are there exactly?"

"Have you been to Hueco Mundo?"

Fang Mo suddenly asked.

"Well... I have visited a few times when I was younger," Urahara Kisuke was taken aback.

"Every grain of sand in Hueco Mundo is a world," Fang Mo said calmly: "The myriad universes are vast and boundless. Even I can only explore a fraction of them. Instead of being interested in this, you might as well worry about the Soul King in your Soul Society... Ah, no, the Spirit King... Uh, that's not right, I mean the Spirit King, he's about to be done for."

"What?"

Urahara Kisuke was initially stunned, but his expression quickly darkened: "Don't tell me... you also want to go against the Spirit King?"

In fact, Urahara Kisuke had already suspected this.

Although Fang Mo repeatedly said he was from another world and only wanted to obtain the Hōgyoku, Urahara Kisuke was still somewhat worried he might covet the Spirit King like Sōsuke Aizen did.

Originally, Urahara Kisuke planned to have Fang Mo and Sōsuke Aizen fight each other, depleting both of their strengths. If they could be pitted against each other, he would simply subdue both parties. But the problem was Fang Mo's displayed power was absurdly strong; his body couldn't be damaged by Reiatsu, and even Sōsuke Aizen had no way to deal with him. How could he possibly fight that?

Now, Sōsuke Aizen had already become his power, and even the Hōgyoku acknowledged him as its new master.

Honestly, if Fang Mo suddenly made a move against the Spirit King now, Urahara Kisuke wouldn't know what to do. Are the Zero Squad members his match? Or is it going to involve Kurosaki Ichigo again?

"Killing the Spirit King, huh..."

Fang Mo could see Urahara Kisuke's worries. To be honest, the Thousand-Year Blood War arc was quite interesting, but now that he held the Hōgyoku, all he thought about was making wishes. He really had no interest in staying here anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "Hmm, sounds like a good suggestion, then... maybe next time."

"You..."

Urahara Kisuke seemed a bit anxious after hearing this, but before he could finish his sentence, Fang Mo had already summoned his stand, Steve, and took out the Book of Linking.

The next second, endless black mist surged out of the pages.

Fang Mo smiled, spreading his arms as if embracing, and was swallowed by the mist.

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