The sky above the Seireitei, once a clear, azure blue, was instantly swallowed by inky black clouds.
Fang Xian hovered in mid-air, his robes billowing wildly in the gale.
At this moment, he slowly raised his hands, and in his palms, a "chaotic power" was quietly gathering.
That "chaotic power" was like a ball of black flame, constantly churning and leaping, emanating a chilling aura.
With Fang Xian's movements, the "chaotic power" became increasingly violent, the surrounding space began to distort and deform, emitting ear-piercing sounds.
The Cursed Spirit King sensed this powerful threat, his body surrounded by dense black mist, within which strange runes flickered.
His eyes turned bloodshot, filled with rage and resentment, and he let out a low roar. Then, his hands rapidly formed hand seals, and black runes flew from his mouth, weaving into a massive cursed net that enveloped Fang Xian.
Wherever the cursed net passed, black cracks appeared in the space, emitting a pungent odor.
The Ghost King was not to be outdone; his figure moved with ghostly ease, instantly appearing behind Fang Xian.
His body became ethereal, as if merging into the air.
With a wave of his hands, countless black threads shot out, like venomous snakes, coiling towards Fang Xian.
These threads contained powerful corrosive energy; once caught, they would instantly be reduced to ashes.
The Eighth Division Captain, wielding his Zanpakuto, had his bandages fluttering wildly in the wind.
His eyes burned with a frenzied fighting spirit as he roared to the sky and charged furiously towards Fang Xian.
His Zanpakuto sliced through the air with sharp blades of light, each blade containing his immense spiritual pressure.
The Sixth Division Captain, with his elegant figure, condensed countless ice blades of pure white spiritual energy around him, which fluttered towards Fang Xian like snowflakes.
Each ice blade was incredibly sharp, gleaming with a cold light, as if capable of freezing everything in the world.
The First Division Captain stood still, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
He let out a low shout and swung his sword, unleashing a massive fiery blade of light that roared towards Fang Xian.
Yoruichi, on the other hand, vanished from her spot in a flash.
When she reappeared, she was already above Fang Xian's head.
She held a short sword in her hand, its blade gleaming coldly.
She swooped down towards Fang Xian with lightning speed, the short sword in her hand carrying a sharp aura, aiming for Fang Xian's heart.
However, facing the attacks from all sides, Fang Xian merely gave a contemptuous sneer.
He neither dodged nor evaded, letting the attacks fall upon him.
The moment the cursed net, black threads, blade aura, ice blade, fiery blade aura, and Yoruichi's short sword touched him, they were all completely devoured by the "Chaotic Power" surrounding him, causing him no harm whatsoever.
Fang Xian's power grew even stronger. He launched another attack, and the "Chaotic Power," like a black tidal wave, swept towards everyone.
The power of this force far exceeded everyone's expectations. The entire Seireitei trembled violently under its impact, and huge cracks appeared in the ground, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Buildings collapsed one after another, raising clouds of dust.
Seeing this, the people of Seireitei were filled with despair.
However, to protect the Seireitei, for their honor, they decided to fight to the death.
Everyone swarmed forward, unleashing their strongest attacks in a final assault on Fang Xian.
Various spiritual energies intertwined, illuminating the entire sky above the Seireitei.
"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Fang Xian smiled contemptuously, waving his hands. The "Power of Chaos" erupted once more, forming a massive energy vortex that swept everyone into it.
The crowd struggled within the vortex, their spiritual energy rapidly depleted, their bodies severely injured.
With a deafening roar, the energy vortex exploded instantly, the powerful shockwave blasting everyone away.
They crashed heavily to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths, their eyes filled with resentment and despair.
The Seireitei was now shattered, a scene of utter devastation.
Fang Xian surveyed the scene before him, a satisfied smile on his face.
His figure landed before the First Division Captain, and without hesitation, he immediately used "Fire Illusion Technique" to probe the Captain's memories, searching for clues to the "Origin of the World."
After the search ended, he slightly raised his head to look at the sky.
"So, you are the strongest being in the Spirit God World."
"The Spirit God King."