Chapter 774 Losing consciousness but still standing

Zaraki Kenpachi's injuries have been healed. The terrifying Prajna Fierce Ghost has actually been maintaining Zaraki Kenpachi's existence, and the reaction force is only produced during the battle.

Aizen was just shocked for a moment, and then he understood that this was probably the ability of Zaraki Kenpachi's Soul Blade.

But it doesn't matter.

He clearly felt that his power was constantly rising, and a power that was superior to all living things was awakening in his body.

This kind of power gave him an unprecedented confidence, as if the whole world was under his control.

"Kenpachi Zaraki, you may have amazing potential, but in front of me, it's all in vain."

Aizen said coldly.

"Although your spiritual pressure is powerful, there is an insurmountable gap between you and me - that is the [dimensional] gap."

He spread his arms and his body slowly floated up, getting rid of the constraints of gravity and floating freely in the air.

As his body rose, several pairs of butterfly-like wings slowly unfolded. These wings were not real butterfly wings, but a concrete expression of his spiritual power.

There is a huge eye in the center of each pair of wings, shining with mysterious light, as if it can penetrate everything.

The most disturbing thing was that a vertical black line suddenly split between Aizen's eyebrows.

This black line is a crack that bisects his forehead. An ominous black light shines through the crack, emitting an elusive aura.

This kind of aura makes people feel scared, as if they are in endless darkness.

However, Aizen was not surprised or repulsed by his change in form, but instead seemed very satisfied.

"Zaraki Kenpachi, although your spiritual pressure is powerful, there is an insurmountable gap between you and me - that is the [dimensional] gap."

Aizen said contemptuously.

"Even if your spiritual pressure can continue to expand to ten or twenty times, so what?"

Aizen Sosuke's eyes shone with a strange light, and his voice was cold and deep, like the cold wind blowing from the cracks of the glacier.

"That can't make up for the gap between us. Because, I, Aizen Sosuke, have stood at a whole new level - one that you, Zaraki Kenpachi, and even most people in the world cannot reach. height.”

As his words fell, an invisible force burst out from Aizen's body, which was his unique spiritual pressure.

Compared with what was shown before, this spiritual pressure is more powerful and more terrifying, as if it is a sleeping giant, finally opening its eyes at this moment, ready to swallow the entire world.

It was like an invisible storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield, compressing the air until it was almost solid.

Under the pressure of this spiritual pressure, even warriors like Zaraki Kenpachi, who were famous for their strength, felt an unprecedented pressure.

It was as if a huge boulder had been pressed against his chest, making it almost impossible to breathe.

However, Zaraki Kenpachi did not flinch.

he shouted.

"Then, let me see your true strength!"

The muscles on Zaraki Kenpachi's body tensed up instantly, as if they were going to burst his clothes. His momentum reached its peak at this moment, forming a confrontation with Aizen's spiritual pressure.

The momentum of the two collided and rubbed in the air, producing ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

Aizen saw this and smiled slightly.

The mirror in his hand instantly drew a fan-shaped sword light full of violent beauty. Wherever the sword tip pointed, the space seemed to be torn apart.

The speed of his sword swing was so fast that one could only see sword lights interlacing and colliding in the air.

The blade tore through the space, making bursts of sharp piercing sounds. The sound was as shocking as thunder, making people involuntarily feel a sense of fear and awe.

Under the pressure of this sword pressure, Zaraki Kenpachi felt an unprecedented pressure. He could clearly feel the powerful sword energy approaching him, as if it was going to tear him apart.

Zaraki Kenpachi saw an invisible wall pressing towards him, and the sharp edges on that wall were enough to cut everything into pieces.

However, Kenpachi Zaraki did not back down.

He held the Prajna Fierce Ghost tightly with both hands, a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

He knew that at this moment he had no way out, and he could only have a chance of survival by going all out.

"Prajna Fierce Ghost! Give me ten times the power!"

Zaraki Kenpachi shouted loudly, and his aura surged again.

He raised his spiritual pressure to the limit, even at the risk of physical collapse.

Prajna Fierce Ghost can meet Zaraki Kenpachi's needs a hundred times, no problem, but it is estimated that Zaraki Kenpachi will be wiped out after one strike.

There is even a high possibility that it will disappear before the sword is swung. The more powerful it is, the stronger the various reaction forces it will receive, such as the force generated by the foot and the ground, the force generated by the body and the air, etc.

"Ho ho ho ho ho——"

The Prajna Fierce Ghost seemed to feel its master's determination. It let out a low roar, and then a more powerful sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword.

This sword energy rushed towards Aizen's sword like a giant dragon, and the two collided fiercely in the air.

"boom!"

A deafening loud noise echoed on the battlefield, as if the earth was shattering, and even the surrounding mountains and rivers trembled.

The sword energy and sword pressure were like two giant dragons colliding fiercely in the air. Every confrontation produced powerful energy fluctuations, which offset each other and superimposed each other, and finally gathered into an irresistible shock wave.

This shock wave spread to the surroundings at an astonishing speed. Wherever it went, no matter what material it was, it seemed so fragile in front of this force, and was swept into it and turned into dust.

Everything around seemed to be distorted by this force, as if the whole world was about to be destroyed by this force.

However, in the center of this destructive shock wave, there were two figures standing firm.

One was the tall and ferocious Kenpachi Zaraki. The blade in his hand was huge and heavy, as if it could split the sky and the earth.

At this moment, he had lost consciousness, but his body still held the blade tightly with the power of instinct, as if he could launch a fatal attack at any time.

The other was Aizen Sosuke, his face was still calm and deep, as if everything was under his control.

He looked at Kenpachi Zaraki opposite him, and a hint of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

This opponent who once made him feel difficult had now become so embarrassed, but he did not have the slightest pity or ridicule. Instead, he felt a deep gratitude.