Su Li's gaze deepened as his fingers tightened. He applied a little pressure, yet the Hōgyoku did not move. It remained perfectly still in his grasp, dense and unyielding, as though it were the hardest substance in existence.
"Hmm?"
His brows drew together slightly, surprise flickering behind calm eyes. He was in a true state of Ultra Instinct—his body and mind aligned beyond mortal control—yet even with this power, he could not crush a mere jewel.
Su Li refused to believe it.
He exhaled softly and enclosed the Hōgyoku fully within his palm. His Reiatsu rippled outward as he concentrated, the air around him vibrating with force. A low hum echoed through the ruins as his grip tightened further, the pressure around his hand distorting space itself.
But still, the Hōgyoku refused to yield. Its surface quivered violently, sending sharp, rhythmic pulses into his hand, as if it possessed a life of its own. The harder Su Li pressed, the stronger the vibration became.
After a moment, he eased his fingers apart and let the sphere hover above his palm, its glow pulsing faintly. He studied it in silence, the flicker in his eyes softening into comprehension.
Within that small sphere, he could sense something far deeper than raw power—an essence woven into the laws that governed existence. It was not an object, not a weapon. It was a rule in and of itself—indestructible, immutable, eternally present.
It could not be erased. It could only be contained.
No wonder Kisuke Urahara had sought to seal Aizen rather than destroy the Hōgyoku itself. The thing existed on a level beyond matter or soul, beyond destruction.
A faint sigh escaped Su Li's lips. "Urahara Kisuke and Aizen… to create something like this—they truly stand among the most brilliant minds the Shinigami world has ever seen."
Their genius had touched the essence of divine law, the place where concept became reality—the true threshold of godhood.
The power of the gods.
His expression shifted suddenly. A ripple of realization crossed his face as something stirred in the air before him. The Hōgyoku pulsed once, and the scattered particles of Aizen's body began to shimmer, their fragments gathering into drifting motes of light that rose like fireflies before coalescing again.
Aizen's voice trembled out of the luminous haze. "You… you bastard… why… why…"
The particles fused fully, and his body reformed—broken but alive, his face twisted by madness and disbelief. "You're just a Shinigami! How—how can you reach this level?!"
His roar tore through the battlefield, echoing with rage and denial.
He had ascended to the summit of Shinigami and Hollow. He had reached a fusion no one else could achieve. Yet even that evolution had not been enough to defeat this boy.
That truth hollowed him out from within.
Su Li had surpassed him without relying on any artifact, any external source. He stood upon his own will alone, radiating a power that transcended both Shinigami and Hollow, touching something that even the Hōgyoku could not comprehend.
Aizen's thoughts spiraled. Confusion twisted into fury. Fury ignited into hate. His Reiatsu began to churn violently as something deeper, darker, clawed its way free.
Suddenly, the transformation erupted.
Three pairs of vast white wings burst from his back, tearing through flesh and fabric alike. At the ends of each wing glimmered hollow skulls, their empty sockets housing strange, unblinking eyes. Cracks split open along the span of every feather, revealing glistening pupils that rotated slowly, unnerving in their rhythm.
Aizen's face contorted as his form shifted again. His once-pure white robes melded into his skin, turning it bone-pale. His limbs elongated, fingers tapering into razor-black claws. The beauty that once defined him was gone—replaced by a visage both hideous and divine. Three dark hollows opened across his chest, pulsing faintly like beating hearts.
Then came the explosion.
A shockwave of spiritual pressure roared outward as his newly transformed body straightened. His Reiatsu surged skyward, towering and boundless, shaking the ruins of the world itself.
The Shinigami alliance stared, their expressions frozen in horror. Even from this distance, the weight of his Reiatsu pressed against their bones.
"So… it's come to this," Urahara Kisuke murmured, eyes narrowing. "The final fusion."
He had seen it in theory before—the ultimate synchronization between Aizen and the Hōgyoku. It was no longer evolution but transcendence. Aizen had become something detached from both Shinigami and Hollow, a higher lifeform, the culmination of his own deluded vision.
The fifth stage. The final form.
Aizen had reached the end of his evolution.
And this was what he had become.
The others watched in silence as the air grew heavy with divine oppression. Even breathing felt laborious.
"Gulu…" Omaeda swallowed hard, his trembling voice barely audible. "God Su… can he really win this?"
The title no longer sounded like mockery. His voice carried only awe and a flicker of fear.
"Yes," Sui-Feng said firmly, her eyes blazing with conviction. "I believe in him. If he can't win… then I'll die with him!"
Kyoraku chuckled faintly, tipping his hat. "If that's how it is, then I suppose we'll all die together, won't we?" Beneath his easy tone, there was steel in his gaze.
Unohana said nothing. Her fingers tightened around her sleeve as her eyes fixed on Su Li's back.
Everyone watched—breath held, hearts taut—as the two transcendent beings faced each other.
A boy in white, calm and silent as falling snow.
A twisted god, wings outstretched and eyes burning with madness.
Both stood upon the ground, but both had already risen beyond the reach of all living things. This was no longer a battle between Shinigami. It was a clash of gods.
The air between them trembled.
Feeling the boundless strength coursing through his body, Aizen's lips curved into a cruel smile. Joy and arrogance shimmered in his eyes. He had finally become what he sought—the pinnacle of existence. All he needed now was to destroy the one standing before him, and he would ascend as the only god of this world.
"Come, Su Li!" he bellowed, his voice shaking the heavens. "Fight me! Let us decide who truly rules this world!"
Su Li's answer came soft, calm, and final. "Alright."
That single word carried a weight heavier than mountains.
Aizen's face twisted. "That self-satisfied look… that arrogance… I'll crush it myself!"
The ground exploded beneath him as he vanished. The shockwave cracked the stone and shattered the air itself. In an instant, he was upon Su Li, faster than light, a black blur of murderous intent.
His claws gleamed. "I'll rip your eyes out first, you arrogant fool!"
His voice was feral, his movements sharp as death.
Su Li remained motionless until the last instant. Then, with the same calm composure, he lifted a single finger.
The motion seemed almost slow—graceful, deliberate. Aizen's pupils dilated.
The fingertip brushed against his claw. Then traced down across the back of his hand.
It was a touch so light it might have been affection.
A sharp crack echoed.
Aizen's arm jolted violently as a massive force slammed through it. The claws bent backward, twisted mid-air, then smashed into the ground with a thunderous impact.
Boom!
Dust and shattered earth erupted skyward.
For a heartbeat, everyone could only stare.
They had seen it clearly this time—one finger, and Aizen's arm had been driven into the earth.
Had his evolution meant nothing?
Even now, after his final transformation, Su Li's power still eclipsed him completely.
"How strong… is he really?" someone whispered.
Before anyone could answer, the space beside them rippled. A gate of swirling light tore open without warning, its ancient sigils gleaming faintly.
From it burst a familiar orange-haired figure, his spiritual pressure wild and untamed.
"Where is Aizen?!" Kurosaki Ichigo roared, his blade already drawn, his voice brimming with battle spirit. "Let me fight him!"
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