I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Curly: I heard pasta is high in calories and can easily make you fat. Or why don't you just give it up? Send it up and I'll help you finish it!

Hatchet Girl:?

Book artist: Have you gotten to this point of cheating on food and drinks?

Curly Hair: Who's lying? I'm really doing this for Kotonoha-chan's own good. Don't you women all like to lose weight? If that's the case, then food shouldn't be wasted!

Hatchet Girl: Thank you, but you don't have to. I don't think I'm fat.

Illustrator: Except for one spot, you're not fat. But that other spot is really too well-developed. Not what you should have at your age.

Lin Fengjiao: ? Don’t understand?

Book illustrator: If you don’t understand, don’t delve too deeply into it. You will understand after you get married.

Red Snake Fairy: You don't need to get married. You'll understand after spending enough time in this group. Yeah, just like me.

Hatchet Girl: If it's so healthy, you can't blame me. Actually, you can do it too, Ali-chan, but you'll probably mature later.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, what's the new term for late maturity? Hilarious!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: If you are really envious, you can try physical manipulation. Maybe you will get some unexpected rewards?

Book Artist: Who, who's envious! It's too big and inconvenient! It gets in the way during battle!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Our Sister Hua is not convinced by what you said.

Book artist: You only see the surface phenomenon. If Sister Hua removes that kind of encumbrance, the combat effectiveness will probably be improved by several levels!

Skirt-lifting maniac: But if that’s the case, then our combat effectiveness in other aspects will drop several levels.

Illustrator: Damn, what do you mean by "another dimension of combat power"? Leizi-chan, you're already reckless at such a young age! This won't do, I'll criticize you! But for your future, I'll ask Xiaonan-san about physical manipulation.

Skirt-lifting maniac:?

Book artist: What the hell are you asking? I’m just thinking about you!

Fairy Chi Lian: You are such a good sister.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Physical operation is very simple, just train it frequently. Keep it active and trained for a long time, and it will grow naturally.

Book artist: This...could this be the training you are talking about?

Ying Lili's face flushed red as she seemed to have thought of something. She doubted that training on her own would be very effective. She'd better ask An Ran-san for help.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: That's right, it's like crushing a big stone on your chest. Do it twice a day, guaranteed to make you grow.

Skirt-lifting maniac:?

Curly-haired boy: Poof!

Book Artist: Sister Xiaonan, are you kidding me? Aren't we good sisters?

Hatchet Girl: Hahahaha, your chest can break rocks! Sister Xiaonan, your moves are so dazzling that they blinded my eyes! God! I, Katsura Kotonoha, would like to call you God!

It's getting more and more ridiculous.

Looking at the chat messages of these girls in the group, Uchiha Madara sighed helplessly inwardly. However, his face showed no sign of it, and he still looked arrogant. "What's wrong, Aizen? Did I hit you in the sore spot? Why didn't you refute it?"

"I see. Are you trying to make me lose my composure?" Aizen's expression calmed down again, and he said calmly, "I admit that your strength is indeed a little beyond my expectations, but so what? You have never truly witnessed the power of the Hogyoku."

"Hmph, is that so?" Uchiha Madara curled his lips slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared as if teleporting.

Aizen was stunned, and the spiritual sword condensed in his hand again and suddenly swung forward.

Clang.

The two blades collided, sparks flying.

"Like I said, you haven't seen the power of the Hogyoku at all." Aizen stared at Uchiha Madara across from him and said calmly, "Otherwise you should know that a slash of this magnitude would have no effect on me."

"Wow, so this is arrogance." Uchiha Madara snorted and said, "I've broadened my horizons a little." He exerted force on his wrist and pulled the blade downwards.

scoff.

The sound of the knife blade entering the flesh was heard, and blood splattered everywhere.

Aizen flew backwards and landed on the ruined stone wall behind him. He lowered his head and saw a deep wound on his lower abdomen, deep enough to see the bone, with bright red blood flowing out.

But in the next moment, there was a flash of white light.

The wounds on his body had completely disappeared, and even his torn clothes were repaired.

Before Aizen could speak again, Uchiha Madara swung his sword towards him. The sword shone brightly, like a long silver river.

Aizen frowned, but didn't dodge. He also swung his sword towards the sword light, and a purple light flashed, covering the entire area with a layer of purple light.

Boom.

The two swords clashed, a soft "pop" echoing through the air. There was no terrifying airflow, no spreading aftermath, as if two forces had completely merged and finally dissipated into nothingness.

After blocking Uchiha Madara's slash, Aizen's body turned into light again, and the blade slashed towards his neck.

Raising his sword, Uchiha Madara seemed about to block the attack. But at that moment, a wave of scorching flames suddenly engulfed him completely.

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Hatchet Girl: An Ran-san!

Book artist: Damn, what’s going on?

This is an actor: Don't panic, I'm fine. But for the sake of show effect, I didn't put out the fire. Keep watching, it should be more interesting later.

Skirt-lifting maniac: It’s okay if it’s for the show effect, you’re really trying your best.

Curly-haired guy: Damn, that bald guy actually turned against us? This is poisonous!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: How can you call him a traitor? He's not on our side. His ultimate stance is still with Soul Society.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Perhaps in his eyes, An Ran-san was clearly a formidable enemy even greater than Aizen. That's why he suddenly attacked at this moment.

Lin Fengjiao: It’s been a rollercoaster ride.

Hatchet Girl: I'm glad An Ran-san is okay. I was so scared I dropped my fork. I'll go ask the waiter for another fork.

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Miss Kotonoha, you haven’t had your meal yet?

Hatchet Girl: The food was slow to serve to begin with, and then I was busy watching the live broadcast.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Just like me who neglects sleep and food because of chasing dramas.

Illustrator: I used to follow anime like this, but that was before the world changed. There's not much entertainment in this world these days. Turning on the TV or the internet is all about news about disasters around the world. It feels like a different world, everyone.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: According to your timeline, it's only been a little over two months, right? It feels like a lifetime ago?

The illustrator stated: "If you don't live in this world, you'll never experience this feeling. With the resurgence of spiritual energy, all human values and perspectives on life have been reshaped. The world's trends and directions have also undergone a dramatic shift."

Hatchet Girl: I understand. Even though we're not experiencing a spiritual resurgence here, I feel the same way. All the old ideas have been replaced by new ones, and what I'm pursuing is completely different from before.

Skirt-lifting maniac: In the past, I chose the scumbag Cheng, but now I choose An Ran-san?

Illustrator: Hahahahaha! Ruiko-chan, your storytelling angle is hilarious! Comparing An Ran-san to that scumbag Makoto is the ultimate insult.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Then, how about comparing Yin to An Ran-san?

Hatchet Girl: You are even worse than the scumbag Makoto.

Curly-haired boy:?

Book Artist: Hahahaha! I can’t take it anymore, I can’t laugh anymore!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Yin was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

Soul Society's villain: Stop, that's enough! I'm still trying to put on a serious, indifferent expression, don't make me laugh.

On the screen, flames were blazing.

The orange-red flames shot straight into the sky, and the surrounding air produced a scorching, hot air wave.

Whether Arrancar, Masked or Shinigami captains, they all consciously retreated hundreds of meters away from the sea of fire, but they still felt a burning sensation.

"This is truly incredible," Hirako Makoto sighed as he squatted on the ground. His severed arm had been reattached by Arishoda Bokugen, but his expression remained somewhat dejected.

"Is this the power of the strongest fire-type Zanpakuto?" Hitsugaya Toshiro's eyes were wide with shock that could not be concealed.

Compared to the terrifying power of Ryujin Jakka, which was like a volcanic eruption, he felt that his Hyorinmaru was no match for a refrigerator. The gap was too big, wasn't it? Was his sword really the strongest in the ice and snow element?

"Don't be discouraged, young man." Shihouin Yoruichi patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Old Yama's true strength isn't just the power of his Zanpakutō, but also his deep-sea spiritual pressure. If you also have such spiritual pressure, you're no worse than him."

"Thank you, thank you." Toshiro looked at his white haori which was smeared with blood, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He seriously suspected that the other party was using him as a rag in the name of comforting him, but he had no evidence.

But even the old man in the mountain shouldn't be able to create such power.

Retracting his palm, Shihouin Yoruichi held his chin and stared at the rapidly evaporating spirit particles around the sea of fire. Then, he turned his gaze to Yamamoto Genryūsai himself.

After observing carefully for a moment, he fixed his gaze on the backs of his hands. He saw two very strange patterns on the backs of his hands extending to his wrists.

Shihouin Yoruichi was stunned, a look of astonishment on her face. She could see clearly that the pattern was clearly the symbol of the Soul King. But why, where did the old man get the power of the Soul King?

"Is this really okay, Captain-General?" Aizen said calmly, looking at the sea of fire rising into the sky before him. "Teaming up with a traitor like me is against the rules of Soul Society, isn't it?"

"Join forces?" The old man snorted coldly and said, "Don't joke around, kid! I've never forgotten that you're our enemy!"

"So that's how it is. So they're using each other?" Aizen nodded in understanding.

"Stop pretending." The old man looked at him with disdain and said, "You're planning to transfer the Spirit King's power to me, aren't you?"

That’s right, the power of the Soul King that Old Man Yama possesses now was transmitted to him by Aizen.

However, this transmission was not obvious or public, but was captured by the Hogyoku through the desire of the old man to become stronger. Aizen then released the Hogyoku's restraints and infused part of the power of the Soul King into the old man.

Of course, Aizen did not do this out of kindness, but he had already realized that if he relied solely on his own strength, he would probably be no match for the young man in front of him.

"That's right." Just as the old man finished speaking, Uchiha Madara's indifferent and proud voice suddenly echoed from the sea of fire. "Facing an invincible opponent, it is indeed best to unite with each other."

Hu Chi.

A left hand as white as jade emerged from the sea of fire barrier like pulling open a curtain, followed by the right hand, legs, torso and head. The intact Uchiha Madara appeared in front of everyone again.

"The fact that you can put aside your respective prejudices and join forces is indeed a great progress." A terrifying aura suddenly rose from Uchiha Madara's body.

Under the influence of this momentum, even the blazing sea of fire began to shrink and disappear. Finally, the disaster turned into a cluster of flames and disappeared into a puff of green smoke.

Astonishment and uproar.

The Death Gods who witnessed this scene gasped, their faces filled with expressions as if they had seen a ghost. Oh my god, the old man's flames were extinguished with just his aura.

Is this really reality, not a fantasy?

317 Five to One, I Won't Say You Are Despicable

Not to mention the gods of death, even the old man on the mountain himself showed a solemn expression at this moment.

He has lived for thousands of years and has seen countless people of all kinds, including some who are extremely powerful and invincible, such as his old friend Monk Yan.

Compared to the Eye Monk's power, the Shinigami Zanpakutō is nothing. And as long as you have a name, you'll never be able to defeat him. He's truly unbeatable.

However, although the Eye Monk's ability was unsolvable, there were traces of it. Unlike the young man in front of him, his ability was so unsolvable that it was even confusing.

Dispelling his Flowing Blade Jafire ability with just his aura was something even the Eye Monk couldn't do! Who was he? Was he really the God of Death?

Such questions lingered in the old man's mind.

Just when the old man was shocked, Aizen on the side moved again. Compared with the old man, Aizen's mentality and quality were obviously much better.

He had actually known from the beginning that the old man's attack would not have much impact on the young man in front of him. He had strengthened the old man only to draw him into the battle and use him as cannon fodder.

But Aizen hadn't expected that even the old man, who had received his enhancement, would be so useless. After planning the sneak attack for a long time, he couldn't even burn a single hair on the opponent.

I overestimated him after all.

With this thought, Aizen's spiritual energy began to gather, gradually condensing into a purple arrow. The end of the arrow formed a dazzling cross shape and shot towards Uchiha Madara.

Obviously, this is the ability and move of the Quincy.

Today's Aizen can no longer be called a simple Shinigami. His body has mixed abilities of Quincy, Hollow and Shinigami, and has achieved neutralization and balance.

In other words, he is now no less than a true Spirit King.

call out.

The purple arrow pierced the air, sending sonic booms through the air. The surrounding air began to twist and deform, and everything in its path was reduced to dust.