Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

"Damn it!"

Ishida Soken, standing to the side, had just been struck by the bizarre sonic waves and was now exerting all his strength to regulate his breathing, forcefully suppressing the injuries within his body.

At this moment, his expression was slightly strange as he raised his eyes to gaze at the bizarre portal in the sky above.

Leaving aside Kisuke Urahara, who hadn't offered any assistance, the mysterious cloaked figure who had suddenly appeared and summoned the giant dragon, and the astonishing lightning he had vaguely glimpsed within the Garganta, all stirred up waves in his heart.

Their battle was simply like gods fighting, and Ishida Soken helplessly realized that he couldn't intervene at all.

In the hospital corridor, Kurosaki Isshin witnessed this scene, and couldn't help but gape in astonishment.

His senses were correct; that aura was indeed the spiritual pressure of the Shiba family lineage.

And Tsukishima Shukuro, lurking in the shadows, sensed with his keen perception that the owner of the pale hand behind the Hell Gate possessed power definitely above that of Yamamoto Genryusai.

Moreover, this person's vast spiritual pressure exuded a strange aura, different from Hollows, Soul Reapers, and Quincies, and also distinct from Fullbringers; this power seemed to transcend this world, incompatible with this realm.

Thinking of this, Tsukishima Shukuro immediately made himself scarce and ran away; he certainly couldn't participate in a battle of this level with just a Fullbringer clone who hadn't even come of age yet.

He simply left the battlefield to his main body and Aizen.

In the first moment after the Fullbringer clone withdrew from the battle, Ye Chuan pointed out a finger from within the Garganta, and an dark-golden quadrilateral lightning barrier immediately enveloped the entire battlefield completely.

After all, a battle of this level, if not controlled, could easily cause the collapse of the World of the Living.

"Huff!"

Suddenly, the original miniature Hell Gate instantly magnified dramatically, becoming incomparably huge.

"Rattle!"

A crisp sound came as the pale hand, entwined with countless chains, extended out again.

Shockingly, this time it wasn't just one, but two.

Two large hands, one in front and one behind, rushed out swiftly from the two Hell Gates, one grabbing directly at Aizen Sosuke, and the other grabbing towards Ye Chuan in the Garganta.

"Hado Number 91 — Senju Koten Taiho!"

"Thunderclap Flash!"

Facing the dark hand, Aizen instantly unleashed Hado Number 91.

In an instant, countless golden spiritual pressure cannonballs bombarded the pale hand like a storm.

The other pale hand that had reached into the Garganta was cut with a huge gash by a Thunderclap Flash.

Both large hands suffered heavy damage and immediately retreated.

After Aizen repelled the pale hand, he looked towards the Garganta behind him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a faint smile:

"To think that one day, I and Master Chuan would actually join forces against an enemy; truly delightful!"

Facing all of this, Ye Chuan remained silent, standing quietly in the Garganta, and then swung his sword again.

In an instant, a dazzling dark-golden sword aura roared out, directly crashing into the Hell Gate.

"Roar!"

A non-human roar seemed to roll out from the depths of endless hell.

"Rattle!"

In an instant, continuous sounds came from the depths of the Hell Gate, like surging tides rushing and churning.

Immediately afterward, a terrifying and twisted figure tried to struggle out of the Hell Gate!

However, just as it was about to succeed, it was suddenly pounced on by another figure!

Immediately afterward, tyrannical spiritual pressures collided fiercely within the Hell Gate, erupting in bursts of roaring.

Subsequently, the sounds of metal clashing constantly echoed out.

After a moment, the fierce sounds of battle gradually subsided.

"There's more than one trying to break out of Hell; they're fighting each other right now?"

Aizen Sosuke looked suspicious, his eyes fixed on the two Hell Gates in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he murmured softly:

"Interesting, things are getting more and more interesting!"

Looking at the terrifying hands that extended out again, Ye Chuan and Aizen Sosuke acted almost simultaneously.

Aizen's eyes were precise, locking onto a deep, bone-deep wound on one of the hands, the very gash previously cut by Ye Chuan's Thunderclap Flash, and he unhesitatingly slashed down with his sword.

"Pfft!"

That pale hand was instantly severed.

At the instant that this large hand was about to fall to the ground, Aizen quickly took out a small wooden box.

As the wooden box was opened, a stream of light shot out from it, instantly taking the severed pale hand into it.

On the other side, facing the other large hand that had reached into the Garganta, Ye Chuan once again condensed a lightning blade, breaking it off with a single blow.

Subsequently, Ye Chuan condensed a miniature quadrilateral lightning barrier in his palm, steadily holding up that pale hand.

However, just as Ye Chuan and Aizen were dividing up these two pale hands, a gray stream of light shot out swiftly from the depths of the Hell Gate like lightning.

Although the mysterious being in Hell moved very quickly, it was still captured by Aizen and Ye Chuan.

But as a result, the two sensed that this beam of light did not contain any killing intent; on the contrary, it was an incomparably pure special energy, not only harmless but beneficial, so they simply did not stop it.

"Wah! Wah!"

At the same time, in the obstetrics and gynecology ward on the third floor of Ishida Hospital, a clear and loud cry of an infant suddenly rang out.

A little boy with strands of golden hair sprouting from the top of his head cried out as he fell to the ground.

That gray stream of light directly penetrated the million shields laid down by Aizen, arriving unhindered in the delivery room, appearing in front of the crying golden-haired baby.

Immediately afterward, that incomparably pure Hell power merged into the little boy's body without hindrance.

At this time, an incomparably ancient voice, as if spanning endless years, came leisurely from the depths of Hell:

"Among my Shiba's descendants, such an extraordinary little fellow has been born; I naturally must come to offer congratulations.

This wisp of the origin of Hell is my congratulatory gift!"