The Spirit God King exuded an aura of absolute dominance, while Fang Xian's "Chaotic Power" surged, like a beast poised to pounce, creating a stark confrontation.
Fang Xian's hands moved rapidly, gathering and compressing "Chaotic Power" in his palms. The originally formless "Chaotic Power" gradually condensed into energy spheres emitting eerie light, each containing the power to destroy a galaxy.
He roared and launched these energy spheres at the Spirit God King in succession. As they flew, the spheres absorbed the surrounding spatial energy, growing ever larger.
A hint of solemnity flashed in the Spirit God King's eyes; he knew the terrifying power of this "Chaotic Power."
He gripped his scepter with both hands, and the gem at the top of the scepter instantly burst forth with dazzling light. The light transformed into countless runes, weaving together into a massive defensive net, protecting the Spirit God King within.
The chaotic energy sphere slammed into the defensive netting with a deafening roar. The powerful impact caused the netting to tremble violently, and the surrounding space cracked like shattered glass.
"Hmph, it seems I really can't defeat you without using my true power."
Fang Xian muttered to himself, his eyes revealing determination and resolve.
He took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly surged. His original "Chaotic Power" was instantly enveloped in an even more powerful light.
This was his strongest power—an ultimate power that fused all his understanding and will.
Fang Xian only grasped the true purpose of "Chaotic Power" after mastering the Great Thousand Worlds.
"Chaotic Power" is actually more primal and powerful than the laws themselves; it is the source of the entire world, including the laws, capable of ignoring or reshaping them.
Although the Spirit God World is not the Great Thousand Worlds, Fang Xian cannot completely control it.
However, the "Power of Chaos" could reshape some laws for his own use, and its ability to ignore laws made this attack invincible.
Fang Xian's body shone brightly. He leaped high into the air, crossed his hands above his head, and then swung them downwards with a mighty slash. A gigantic blade of light, imbued with boundless "Power of Chaos," slashed towards the Spirit God King.
Where the blade of light passed, space was completely torn apart, and time seemed to stand still.
The Spirit God King felt an unprecedented threat. He poured all his power into his scepter, gathering the will of the Spirit God World, and charged towards the blade of light.
In an instant, light and darkness collided, and the aftershocks of energy swept outwards like a raging tsunami. The entire Spirit God Palace teetered on the brink of collapse in the collision.
With a deafening roar, the Spirit God King's defenses were completely shattered, and his body began to become ethereal under the impact of the immense power.
The Spirit God King's face showed resentment, yet he was powerless to change the situation.
He couldn't believe that even the will containing most of the Spirit God World couldn't withstand Fang Xian's attack; his voice was filled with shock and despair.
"This...this is impossible..."
Fang Xian walked step by step towards the gradually dissipating Spirit God King. The Spirit God King's body transformed into countless points of light, which converged to form the shape of the "Origin of the World."
Fang Xian reached out and firmly grasped the "Origin of the World" in his hand, feeling the endless mysteries and power contained within.
"Finally, I've obtained it."
Fang Xian's lips curled into a slight smile as he slowly vanished from the crumbling Spirit God Palace, carrying the "Origin of the World."
In the distance, Hikifune Kiryu, Senju Maru, Matsumoto Rangiku, and Haribel watched the collapsing Spirit God Palace with complex expressions, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
Fang Xian gave them no time for sorrow, directly urging them to leave.
"Let's go."
The four women nodded, saying nothing, obediently following Fang Xian as he flew down.
...
The sky was shrouded in an eerie chaos, thick clouds churning endlessly.
Suddenly, a blinding light flashed like lightning, and then Fang Xian, carrying Hikifune Kiryu, Senju Maru, Matsumoto Rangiku, and Haribel, descended from the sky, landing steadily on the Seireitei plaza.
The instant they landed, a powerful current of air emanated from them, sending sand and gravel flying everywhere.
The members of the Seireitei were startled by the sudden commotion and turned their heads.
When they saw the five people, everyone's eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief, and their hands froze in mid-air.
Even more shocking was that everyone's gaze passed over them and looked towards the sky.
The Spirit God Palace, which had once hovered above the clouds, symbolizing absolute authority and mystery, now resembled a decaying giant tower, beginning to sway precariously.
Huge stones crumbled from the palace, crashing to the ground with muffled rumbles.
Golden glazed tiles shattered, the scattered fragments gleaming with a desperate light in the sunlight.
The Sixth Division Captain unconsciously gripped his Zanpakuto, his usually cold face now filled with shock and solemnity, his lips trembling slightly, yet he remained speechless for a long time.
The Ninth Division Captain stared wide-eyed at the collapsing Spirit God Palace, his eyes filled with disbelief. He muttered to himself,
"This...how is this possible...the Spirit God Palace..."
The Tenth Division Captain wiped the blood from his face, his expression replaced by solemnity.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze shifting between Fang Xian and the Spirit God Palace, until he reached a shocking conclusion.
The Spirit God King
was dead.
The ordinary members of the Gotei 13 were even more panicked. Some stood frozen, their eyes vacant; others began to flee in all directions, shouts and screams mingling together, plunging the entire Seireitei into chaos.
The collapse of the Spirit God Palace raised a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky, pressing despair heavily into the hearts of every member of the Seireitei.
They knew that this was not merely the collapse of a palace, but also the collapse of faith and order, and the declaration of the Spirit God King's death.
This also means that the victor in this "extraterritorial war" is
—the Great Thousand World.
Fang Xian merely glanced at them; there was no need for further pointless killing.
He beckoned, and Soi Fong, Yoruichi, and Retsu Unohana flew out with complex expressions, coming to his side.
Fang Xian embraced them and flew straight away from Seireitei, heading towards the hotel.
He looked around, a slight smile playing on his lips.
It seems there's another major battle tonight, probably
—until dawn.