All Heavens: Transcending Dimensions Starting with the Uchiha

A world coordinate system that allows him to freely utilize his abilities and acquire resources is of even greater value!

"Exchange coordinates: 'Netherworld'!"

Aizen made a decisive choice.

Transaction confirmed.

[Deducted: 'Fragment of the Incomplete World Origin Mark - Arm of the Spirit King' (Grade B, Upper)]

[Obtained: Otherworldly Coordinate Mark 'Netherworld' (Grade C, Upper)]

[Bonus: Basic spatial beacon (disposable, can be safely deployed near weak points in the coordinate system).]

[Transaction complete. The Great Luo mark has been imprinted. Looking forward to the next transaction.]

A ray of light shone from the exchange list and merged into the beacon in Aizen's hand.

At the same time, detailed information about the coordinates of the "Underworld," its weak points, and how to use the basic beacon flooded his mind.

The fragment of the Spirit King in his hand turned into a stream of light and was sucked into the giant gate.

The entire process was efficient, cold, and fair (fair according to the Heavenly Court's standards).

Aizen looked at the miniature skeletal mark that had appeared on the beacon in his hand, feeling both excited and awe-inspiring. The efficiency of the Heavenly Court and its understanding of the myriad worlds far exceeded his expectations.

The purple-gold pillar of light dissipated.

Itachi Uchiha reappeared, as if he had never left.

"It seems you've already gained something."

Itachi Uchiha's gaze swept over the skeletal mark on the beacon in Aizen's hand, seemingly unsurprised by his choice.

"A good starting point."

Aizen regained some composure, but the fire of ambition in his eyes burned even brighter.

"starting point?"

A barely perceptible smile seemed to curve at the corner of Itachi's mouth, carrying a hint of understanding.

“Very good. Remember, Aizen Sousuke, the Heavenly Court values ​​not only you as a ‘commodity,’ but also your intrinsic worth. The world you inhabit, its unique ‘reincarnation law’ system, and those weapons called ‘Zanpakuto’ that materialize souls and laws… are all valuable ‘resources’ worthy of in-depth analysis for the Great Luo Heavenly Dao.”

He took a step forward, his voice low, yet carrying a power that went straight to the heart of the matter:

"Lord Ban asked me to tell you: A true strongman will not be content with living in a corner and being the king of a well."

The Heavenly Court's journey is through the Chaos Sea, the pinnacle of all heavens and realms.

It would be a shame if your ambitions were limited to the small pond where you were born.

The gates of the Battle Division are open to the powerful who are qualified to stir up trouble.

When you feel ready, or... when you need more power to achieve something bigger, you know how to contact us.

Itachi raised his hand and pointed to the beacon in Aizen's hand: "This is also your proof of returning to the Heavenly Court. Lord Madara, I await your 'answer'."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle yet steady guiding light descended from the void, precisely enveloping Aizen.

……

As the divine light dissipated, Aizen found himself back at the experimental table in Hueco Mundo's secret laboratory.

The pale moonlight remained, and time seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

He looked down at the beacon in his hand, which had returned to its original black color but now bore the mark of a skeleton inside.

The trembling of the Hogyoku in his arms had subsided, but Aizen keenly sensed that there seemed to be an extremely faint, yet completely different from before, purplish-gold hue inside the Hogyoku.

It was as if it had been unintentionally influenced and stimulated by the primordial aura of the Heavenly Court, resulting in an unknown mutation.

He picked up the scroll on the lab table, which contained countless data and plans about the Soul King, the Hogyoku, and the Seireitei, and gently ran his fingers over it.

What he once devoted himself to and regarded as the ultimate goal suddenly seemed...insignificant and narrow-minded in his eyes.

"Soul Society... Soul King... Gotei 13..."

Aizen murmured to himself, a slow smile playing on his lips. The smile was still elegant and composed, but it was more profound and colder than ever before, and it also contained an unprecedented, fervent ambition to gaze into the depths of the starry sky.

"Ha...a frog in a well?"

He released his grip, letting the scroll that recorded "old ambitions" drift to the ground.

Through the laboratory's dome, the gaze seemed to pierce the barrier between Hueco Mundo and Soul Society, landing on the boundless chaotic sea illuminated by the beacon of the Great Luo Heavenly Court.

"Uchiha Madara... Uchiha Zou..."

He stroked the beacon, sensing the coordinates of the "Netherworld" contained within it, and the subtle anomaly of the Hogyoku.

“You have opened a door for me, allowing me to see the true ‘sky.’ But this sky… I will ultimately define its height.”

Aizen Sousuke's Zanpakuto still hangs at his waist, and the power of Kyoka Suigetsu has not disappeared.

But at this moment, Aizen, who only had his eyes on the Soul King's throne and intended to rule the three realms of the Shinigami, was already dead.

Aizen, whose vision extends to all realms and who intends to become a true player in the colossal chess game known as the "Great Luo Heavenly Court," is quietly emerging.

His first step will be to use the coordinates bestowed by the Heavenly Court to conquer the world of death called "Netherworld," using it as the first stepping stone to a higher level, and to draw upon enough power to truly impress the Heavenly Court, especially the Lord of the Fighting Division, Ban.

He needs power, power enough to have a voice in the future Heavenly Court's chess game!

The anomaly of the Hogyoku and the coordinates of the Underworld were the starting point for his new ambitions.

And the Seireitei?

That was merely a testing ground for him to verify his new power and gather the "resource" of the "Zanpakuto Law".

The pale moonlight reflected off the blue-dyed lenses, casting a cold glow and revealing a more dangerous and profound ambition.

The "warm water" of the Great Luo Heavenly Court has begun to cook this "big fish" from the world of death, and this fish is trying to transform into a dragon in the boiling water!

Chapter 278, Cross-Dimensional Conquest, Hope of Hueco Mundo

"Rumble..."

After a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, under the pale moonlight of the void, a huge spatial rift with edges flowing with purple-gold and dark blue hues, like a hideous wound tearing through the night sky, floated above the barren desert.

Across the rift, an aura of death so dense it was suffocating surged forth as if it were a tangible entity, carrying energy fluctuations that were decaying, silent yet contained a certain cold order, completely out of place with the chaotic, devouring spiritual environment of Hueco Mundo.

Aizen Sousuke stood before the rift, his glasses reflecting the pale light of the world on the other side.

Behind him stood the Espada and their elite Hollow Legion.

The Arrancars, each with their own unique form, intertwined spiritual pressures, forming a terrifying force capable of shaking the Soul Society.

Grimmjow grinned, revealing his fangs; Ulquiorra remained expressionless; Szayelaporro's eyes gleamed with inquiry... All eyes were focused on Aizen and the faintly glowing beacon in his hand.

"Gentlemen,"

Aizen's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly penetrated the depths of each Hollow's consciousness, carrying an undeniable sense of control.

"The door has opened. Opposite lies the 'Netherworld,' a world constructed from the pure laws of death. There, there are no shackles of the spiritual particle cycle, no destiny for souls to succumb to hunger. There, we take our first step in breaking through the eternal despair of Hueco Mundo, and it is also the cornerstone for us to obtain true power."

He slightly raised his hand, and the beacon's light suddenly intensified, resonating with the purple-gold halo at the edge of the crack. A stable spatial passage instantly solidified and took shape.

"Conquer it! For Hueco Mundo, for ourselves, and for a new future!"

"Roar--!"

His response was a deafening roar.

The desire for power and a new world outweighed the fear of the unknown.

Guided by Aizen's will, the massive Hollow Legion, like a black torrent bursting its banks, stormed into the gate to death in another world.

The moment you pass through the spatial passage, a biting chill and a heavy aura of death hit you.

What lay before them was no longer the desolate desert of the Hueco Mundo, but a vast, boundless plain paved with pale skeletons.

The sky is an eternal leaden gray, devoid of sun, moon, and stars, only a hazy, deathly glow.

The air was filled with bone dust and a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the soul.

“Spiritual particles… are so rare they’re almost nonexistent! But another kind of energy… is purer, more… profound!”

Ulquiorra was the first to sense the dramatic change in the environment, and his voice carried a rare hint of solemnity.

The ethereal spirits instinctively felt oppressed here, as if they were fish thrown ashore.

Just as the legion was establishing its foothold, the earth began to tremble.

It wasn't an earthquake, but countless pale figures emerging from beneath the earth of bones and from the distant horizon!

The native inhabitants of the underworld—the army of the undead!

They are not the kind of monsters twisted by obsession and hunger that are often depicted in fiction.

Their forms are more "complete": some are skeleton warriors wearing tattered armor and wielding bone blades, with eerie green soul fire burning in their eye sockets; some are aggregates of vengeful spirits formed from countless wailing faces; and there are even "death knights" who ride war beasts pieced together from huge skeletons, wearing magnificent bone armor and exuding a powerful aura!

Their actions were not chaotic or disorderly, but rather characterized by a strict formation and a chilling tactical will. They exuded the pure power of the law of "death"—cold, orderly, and capable of ending all life.

"Attack! Tear them apart!"

Grimmjow was the first to lose his temper, roaring as he unleashed his Zanpakuto 'Panther King,' transforming into a blue lightning bolt as he charged toward the nearest skeleton formation.

A great battle erupted instantly!

The void's spiritual pressure cannon fire and the necromancer's death shockwave collided in mid-air, exploding into pale white and eerie green flames.

The Arrancar's powerful individual strength gave them an advantage in the early stages, and their Resurrección forms easily tore apart ordinary skeleton soldiers.

Szayelaporro's puppet army clashed with the undead creatures in a bizarre and brutal scene.

Ulquiorra's "Thunder Spear" easily pierced the skull of a skeletal behemoth.

However, problems soon became apparent.

Amidst the fierce battle, an unprecedented change quietly occurred among Aizen's Hollows, especially among the lower and middle-ranking members at the level of Gillian and Adjuchas.

When their Cero strikes a specific vengeful spirit aggregate, when their claws tear open the head of a skeleton warrior, faint fragments of emotions and memories belonging to these undead in their previous lives flood into the attacker's consciousness like a tidal wave!

"Ah...my...child..."

An Adjuchas-class Void, which was tearing apart a skeleton warrior, suddenly stopped, a look of bewildered pain flashing in its huge, bloodshot eyes.

The skeletal warrior beneath its claws appears to have been a father who died protecting his child during a war.