Bleach: From the moment I was invited by Squad Zero.

The stone gate, inscribed with multiple protective barriers, closed, completely isolating it from all outside sounds and prying eyes.

The training ground is bathed in constant, soft light, and filled with pure and rich spiritual energy. The ground and walls are constructed from special materials that can withstand high-intensity impacts and spiritual pressure erosion.

Liuchuan stood alone in the center of the training ground, not immediately beginning his usual meditation or research.

The feeling of being covered in the azure "lightning-activated armor" in the Second Division's training grounds was still flashing through his mind—

His physical activity was stimulated to the extreme, his speed and strength surged, and he could control the destructive properties of lightning with ease.

That was an "efficient application" within the current Shinigami power system framework, based on his current understanding and control of lightning-attribute Kido, combined with his preliminary knowledge of the principles of Hakuda's power generation.

But this is not the end.

"The 'lightning armor' constructed from pure demonic spiritual particles, while powerful when combined with Hakuda, is ultimately limited by the 'quality' and 'rules' framework of Shinigami spiritual pressure."

Liu Chuan murmured to himself, as if talking to himself.

"If one takes magic as the core, simulates or even surpasses the 'activity' and 'destruction' characteristics of lightning-attribute demonic arts, and then combines it with the body..."

Is it possible to break through the existing framework and reach a completely new level?

Once the thought surfaced, it spread like wildfire through his calm mind.

Theoretically, it is feasible. He already has a very good grasp of his own magic power, and his understanding of the rules of lightning attribute has been greatly deepened by this research.

More importantly, his body had already broken through the boundaries of ordinary death gods, making him capable of withstanding the infusion and stimulation of higher-level power.

"Let's verify it."

The next instant, countless dark lines appeared on Liu Chuan's exposed skin!

These patterns were not static, but rather pulsed slowly as if they were alive, instantly spreading throughout his entire body and forming a magical array full of eerie beauty!

Deep within the lines, it seemed as if the deepest darkness was flowing, and it also seemed to reflect the annihilated galaxy.

"Sizzle—Crackling!!!"

Unlike the crisp, dense bird calls of the previous azure arc of electricity, this time it was a deeper, more violent, and destructive roar of electricity!

Countless deep black arcs of electricity erupted from the intersection of the magical patterns on Liu Chuan's body!

In the blink of an eye, a layer of armor, solid as liquid metal yet constantly pulsating with destructive black lightning, formed on Liu Chuan's body!

"boom--!!!"

Mixed with an aura of extreme violence and destruction, it was like a dormant, world-destroying beast that had been fully awakened, spreading outward from Liuchuan as the center!

The constant, gentle light in the training ground was instantly distorted, and the space itself seemed to tremble!

If the azure "lightning armor" that Soi Fon showed before was powerful and terrifying, its power was still essentially within the category of "Kido".

Powerful, but still traceable, remaining within the concept of "powerful" that even top-tier Shinigami can comprehend.

At this moment, the aura emanating from the jet-black lightning covering Liuchuan's entire body has completely surpassed the ordinary Grim Reaper's understanding of "power"!

The barrier in the training ground, which was strong enough to withstand the full force of a captain-level Bankai attack, was now flashing with light, desperately trying to prevent the leakage of this terrifying aura.

However, even so, a small portion still managed to penetrate the gaps in the barrier and spread to the Ghost Path Sect's encampment.

At this moment, all the Shinigami within the Kidō Clan's territory—whether they were high-ranking officers handling official business, members diligently training in the Kidō in the training grounds, or ordinary members resting in their dormitories—

Everyone, without exception, felt this power!

"What...what happened?!"

"This feeling... is terrifying!"

Whispers of surprise and uncertainty echoed throughout the camp.

Everyone looked in the direction of the underground training ground with doubt. Although they could not see anything, the fleeting, soul-chilling aura from just now had been deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Inside the training ground, Liu Chuan slowly lowered his head, examining his current state.

Dark magical runes flowed across his body, upon which pulsed a destructive black lightning armor.

He could clearly "feel" every change in his body at that moment.

The power roared within him like a volcano, and with the reaction of his nerves and muscles, his speed reached an unbelievable level.

This armor is not only a physical and energy barrier, but its annihilation properties are enough to disintegrate most types of attacks upon contact.

As for the consumption of magic and spiritual power... although it was enormous, it was still within the range of sustainable combat for Yanagawa's body, which had broken through the limits of death.

Powerful, incomparably powerful—this is a completely new form of power unique to Liu Chuan.

"The power...is somewhat beyond expectations," Liu Chuan muttered to himself, his voice muffled by the low rumble of the thunder armor.

"This form is indeed a bit... scary."

He slightly moved his fingers, which were covered by the black lightning armor, and looked at himself, looking like a world-destroying demon god who had crawled out of the deepest abyss of hell. Liu Chuan's face twitched slightly.

"Just like a villain." He made an extremely objective, even somewhat helpless, assessment.

This image, this aura, this sense of power... it's like he's wearing "I am the ultimate BOSS" written all over his face.

"From now on, I'll try not to use it in front of others," Liu Chuan quickly decided.

However, this does not diminish Liuchuan's recognition and importance.

This is not just a powerful combat form, but also an important integration and sublimation of his power system.

This confirmed the possibility of a deeper integration between magic and the Way of the Demon, pointing him in yet another direction for his future path.

"This form shall be named—Abyss Thunder Armor." Liu Chuan officially named it, causing the leaping black lightning to pause slightly, as if in response to the name.

With a slight thought, the hideous black lightning armor and magical patterns on his body receded rapidly like a tide, and the terrifying aura of destruction vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The training ground returned to calm, with only the lingering spiritual ripples in the air proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Liu Chuan stood still, quickly reviewing and recording the various data, feelings, advantages and disadvantages, and optimization directions under the "Abyss Thunder Armor" form.

Within the Ghost Path Clan's encampment, the sudden, chilling aura that appeared only for a moment before vanishing without a trace.

But the shock and lingering fear it brought lingered for a long time.

The members of the Ghost Path Sect vaguely realized that the power Liu Chuan possessed was probably far more terrifying than they had ever imagined.

Chapter 133 The Mysterious Summoning

A few days later, late at night, the silence of Soul Society was broken by a sudden emergency order.

The summons, carried by the Hell Butterfly and bearing the highest-level spiritual pressure mark of the First Division, was sent to every captain, vice-captain, and some core officers.

The command was brief, providing only the coordinates of a desolate hill on the outskirts of Seireitei and the words "Commander-in-Chief's urgent order: Assemble immediately," with no further explanation.

Although everyone was puzzled, it was the Captain-Commander's order after all, and figures rushed out from the barracks of each squad and quickly converged on the designated location.

When Komamura Sajin, the captain of the 7th Division, who was the first to arrive, stepped onto the hill, he found that apart from the howling night wind, there was no one there.

Following closely behind, Retsu Unohana, captain of the 4th Division; Byakuya Kuchiki, captain of the 6th Division; Shunsui Kyoraku, captain of the 8th Division; Jushiro Ukitake, captain of the 13th Division; and others arrived one after another.

The group looked at each other, all seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes.

"Why has the Commander-in-Chief summoned us here?" Komamura Sajin asked in a deep voice, his tone sounding particularly solemn in the night wind.

He looked around and saw only sparse withered grass and exposed rocks on the hill. He couldn't see Captain-Commander Yamamoto, or even a single member of the First Division.

"The vice-captain of the Sparrow Club is also not here..." Retsu Unohana seemed to have also sensed something unusual.

As the captain's most trusted deputy, Chojiro Sasakibe should have arrived first to make arrangements.

"Hey, is the old man playing a trick on us?" Kenpachi Zaraki, carrying his Zanpakuto, grinned with an impatient expression.

Just as everyone was whispering among themselves, a thick fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere and spread out without warning, enveloping the entire hill and its surrounding area at an astonishing speed!

The thick, cold fog not only obstructed vision but also significantly suppressed and interfered with spiritual perception.

"Be careful! There's something strange about this fog!" Jushiro Ukitake coughed twice, alerting the situation.

"Be on guard!" several captains shouted almost simultaneously.

The assembled officials and Shinigami quickly formed a defensive circle back to back, their Zanpakuto drawn half an inch from their sheaths, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

From the depths of the thick fog, a figure with slightly unsteady steps slowly emerged from the fog behind the crowd and approached.

"Who?!" The few people with the sharpest senses turned around abruptly.

The mist dissipated slightly, revealing a figure's face—it was none other than the First Division Vice-Captain, Sasakibe Jiro!

However, at this moment his face was deathly pale, his eyes were empty and unfocused, and there seemed to be bloodstains on his chest.

"Vice Captain of the Sparrow Division!" Komamura Sajin stepped forward urgently, "What happened? Where is Lord Genryusai? This summons..."

His questioning came to an abrupt halt.

Because, in front of him, Chojiro Sasaki seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

He fell heavily to the cold ground with a "thud" and remained motionless, with only the very faint rise and fall of his chest indicating that he was still alive.

"Sparrow Club!" several captains exclaimed, and Retsu Unohana immediately stepped forward to check.

"He's seriously injured! His spiritual pressure is extremely chaotic, and his soul has been severely impacted!" Retsu Unohana quickly assessed the situation, her expression extremely grave.

She immediately used her magic to envelop the sparrow's head in a soft light, but her brows were furrowed, indicating that her injury was serious.

A chilling coldness instantly swept through the hearts of all the Grim Reapers present.

Attacking the vice-captain of the First Division, forging the Commander-in-Chief's summons... How audacious!

"The captain will not be coming again."

A deep voice echoed through the thick fog, coming from all directions, making it difficult to discern its exact direction.

"Who goes there?!" Komamura Sajin turned around abruptly, facing the direction from which the voice was most likely to come, his massive body exuding an astonishing aura.

"Playing tricks! You actually attacked Lord Yuan Liuzhai and the deputy captain of the Sparrow Division, get out here!"

"Heh..." The voice seemed to chuckle softly.

"Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni? He's barely able to protect himself right now. As for me..."

Thick fog rolled in, and a figure slowly emerged from the fog directly in front of Komamura Sajin.

He was a tall, thin man wearing a simple white coat, with dark brown, bushy hair hanging down, and two long bangs that swept across his nose, obscuring most of his face.

He exuded a lonely and eerie spiritual pressure.