Chapter 400 - 201: Teaching Aizen, Breaking Through the Soul King Palace! (Part 2)

Chapter 400: Chapter 201: Teaching Aizen, Breaking Through the Soul King Palace! (Part 2)

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s eyes.

’Is he leaving just like that? I really want to slice him into pieces and study him!’

But this thought was something he could only harbor in his mind. If he truly dared to make a move, he was certain he wouldn’t live to see the sun the next day.

Ultimately, the research maniac Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded to the members of the Department of Research and Development.

The Shinigami operating the instruments didn’t dare to neglect their duties. They rapidly manipulated the equipment, and the massive Reishi barrier enveloping Karakura Town rippled like water before Alex, opening into a circular exit.

The scenery of the real world outside came into view.

The streets, lined with tall buildings, were bustling with traffic. Pedestrians hurried along, and children laughed at the street corners, completely unaware that a momentous event capable of rewriting the destiny of the Shinigami world was taking place right above their heads.

Alex didn’t look at Yamamoto, nor did he pay any attention to Aizen, whose expression was twisted as he stared fixatedly at his back. He simply took a step forward.

His figure didn’t pass through that barrier exit; instead, like water merging into a stream, he dissolved directly into the space, not leaving behind even a single trace of a Spiritual Pressure fluctuation.

"Where did he go?"

Toshiro Hitsugaya’s expression was complex. He had a lingering feeling that the Divine King’s power shared some similarities with his own.

Shunsui Kyoraku pulled down the brim of his hat, his tone so solemn it was almost hoarse.

"His Spiritual Pressure... no, his power fluctuation is pointing directly toward the Soul Society, the Seireitei!"

...

The sky above the Soul Society was a pale purple, so clear that there wasn’t a single wisp of cloud.

High above the Seireitei, the tranquil space began to violently fluctuate.

Ripples spread out layer by layer, carrying a visible distortion. In the next moment, Alex’s figure appeared without warning tens of thousands of meters high in the sky above the Seireitei.

Clad in the golden God Cloth and a white cape snapping loudly in the high-altitude air currents, Alex’s face was as cold as ice.

Down below in the Seireitei, ear-piercing alarms suddenly shattered the solemnity. Within the Gotei 13, the Ryoka warning lights flashed frantically.

The Shinigami who had stayed behind to guard the Soul Society emerged from the buildings one after another and looked up at Alex. Their faces were filled with panic, their hands subconsciously tightening their grip on their Zanpakuto.

But Alex completely ignored this. His gaze pierced through the overlapping layers of spatial barriers, locking directly onto the special dimension situated right above the Seireitei.

There was no physical scenery there, yet it exuded a faint, ethereal, and sacred Spiritual Pressure.

If his guess was correct, that was exactly where the Soul King Palace was located.

The wondrous connection between him and Ade, originating from the depths of their souls, was now as clear as if it were right next to his ear.

He could accurately capture that faint, suppressed Spiritual Pressure fluctuation, flickering like a candle in the wind.

Ade’s body and soul were trapped deep within the freezing Reishi crystal, bound by an endless stillness and restraint.

An indescribable rage surged into Alex’s heart, causing the golden God Cloth on his body to emit a faint light. The Reishi in the air rippled violently in response to this emotion.

To enter the Soul King Palace, one first needed the Oken? And they had to break through seventy-two seals?

These natural moats, viewed by Squad Zero as insurmountable chasms, were nothing more than insignificant obstacles in Alex’s eyes.

What he wanted was never to follow the rules, but rather the precise coordinates.

Alex slowly raised his right hand. Without any flashy techniques, he faced his palm toward that Soul King Palace area—which was folded through multiple spatial dimensions and wrapped in the power of countless rules—and pressed down upon the void.

Crack!

An ear-piercing sound of shattering rang out first, followed closely by a deafening roar.

The entire sky of the Soul Society seemed to have been viciously torn apart by an invisible giant hand. The pale purple canopy cracked open with a massive rift, revealing the profound spatial turbulence within.

The outer perimeter of the Soul King Palace, painstakingly reinforced by generations of Squad Zero members and containing the seventy-two overlapping seals with their complex rules, shattered inch by inch amidst the roaring like glazed glass struck by a heavy hammer. Golden fragments of the seals fell like a meteor shower, dissipating into the air.

The violent spatial turbulence surged out, but the moment it touched Alex’s body, it was forcibly smoothed over by an even more powerful force.

Alex let out a cold snort and took a light step forward. Beneath his feet, a pathway composed entirely of ice crystals continuously extended through the air.

It ultimately formed a stairway of ice and snow leading directly to the Soul King Palace.

The pathway was as pure as white snow, leading straight to the core area of the Soul King Palace. There was no trace of it being forcibly created; it was as if this path had always existed.

Down in the Seireitei, all the Shinigami raised their heads in horror, gazing up at the sky at this terrifying scene that resembled the descent of the apocalypse.