Chapter 782 The Invisible Empire Arrives!
The pillars of the palace seem to rise directly from the depths of the glacier, tens of meters high. They are straight and tough, bearing the weight of the entire palace.
The surface of these pillars is carved with delicate ice flower patterns. Each piece of ice flower seems to be a work of art carefully carved by nature. Under the reflection of light, they flash cold and dazzling light, like countless small diamonds inlaid on huge icicles.
These ice flower patterns are complex and mysterious. Some are like blooming flowers, some are like falling snowflakes, and some are like flowing streams. They are intertwined together to form a beautiful picture scroll, adding a mysterious and charming color to this pure white space.
In the center of the palace is a majestic throne.
It is carved from a huge piece of ice, with a majestic and solemn shape, as if it is an unshakable mountain. The lines of the seat are smooth and graceful, showing a natural beauty.
In the entire palace, there are no extra decorations except these necessary elements.
The floor is paved with a special kind of ice crystals, which are not only hard and wear-resistant, but also emit a faint light, making the whole space brighter and more spacious.
The walls and ceilings are also carved from ice, with various patterns and words carved on them. These patterns and words contain profound meanings and are symbols of the culture and beliefs of the Quincy.
This simple and pure design makes the whole space more solemn and sacred. The air seems to be frozen, quiet and solemn.
In such an environment, people can't help but hold their breath, fearing that this tranquility and solemnity will be broken.
On the throne, the man shrouded in a crimson robe leaned on his cheek with one hand.
He has long black hair and a thick beard, which falls on his chest like a black waterfall, adding a bit of majesty and mystery to him.
His face is deep and resolute, and his brows are slightly wrinkled under his closed eyes, as if he is thinking about something important.
Over the open robe, you can see three silver medals on his collar, which sparkle in the sun, showing his identity and status.
His stern look, coupled with his attire and temperament, makes him full of inviolable majesty.
He is the supreme leader who rules the Invisible Empire - the founder of the Quincy, Yhwach!
His existence makes this palace more solemn and sacred.
Suddenly, Yhwach's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. His low voice echoed in the hall: "Haschwald!!!"
Following his call, a handsome man with long golden hair and aristocratic temperament walked into the hall respectfully and knelt on one knee in front of the throne.
"Your Majesty, what do you want?"
Haschwald asked respectfully. He is one of Yhwach's most capable assistants, responsible for conveying the king's will and performing various tasks.
"Inform everyone, the decisive battle has begun, prepare to invade the Soul Society!"
Yohabach's voice was full of determination and decisiveness.
He saw the future, the destruction of the Soul Society and the victory of the Invisible Empire.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Haswood bowed slightly, stood up and quickly left the palace.
He must convey the king's will as soon as possible so that everyone can be prepared.
"The plan has changed, and there is no time to prepare the God of Death..."
Yohabach stood in the depths of the palace, whispering to himself, and his voice echoed in the empty hall.
There was a complex emotion in his eyes, both the desire for victory and the worry about the unknown future. He turned around, walked to the edge of the palace, and overlooked the entire Invisible Empire.
The Invisible Empire was like a silent ocean, the buildings made of spirit particles shone in the darkness, and every inch of land was filled with the determination and strength of the Quincies.
Yohabach looked at all this, and a sense of pride surged in his heart.
He had seen the moment when he ruled the whole world, and the world was under his control.
The Invisible Empire is like a huge shadow, always lurking in the depths of the Seireitei.
It is not an ordinary country, but a pure spirit space constructed by the Quincy through thousands of years of research and innovation.
This space overlaps with the location of the Seireitei, but the two worlds are like parallel lines and have never really come into contact.
The Quincy, once regarded as the natural enemy by the God of Death, returned again after a thousand years of disappearance, bringing their Invisible Empire and the wrath of revenge.
Their understanding of the Seireitei has penetrated into their bones, and their familiarity with the enemy is like blood flowing from their bones.
Every brick and stone, every detail of the Seireitei is in their control.
And the barrier that protects the Seireitei - the soul-blocking membrane, is no longer an insurmountable obstacle for the Quincy.
In the core of the Invisible Empire, Yhwach sat on his throne that symbolized the kingship. His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could penetrate all illusions and reach every corner of the Seireitei.
He saw the death gods who were still busy with their lives. They knew nothing about it and were still immersed in their own world, enjoying a brief peace and tranquility. However, their fate was already determined and they were about to face a catastrophe.
"God King..."
Yohabach muttered to himself, then stood up and slowly walked out of the palace.
His steps were firm and powerful, and his heart was full of confidence. No one could stop him from moving forward.
Even if there were, they were just one of the few entertainment programs in his process of seizing the world.
The Soul Society, the once prosperous and powerful kingdom of the gods of death, was now in an unprecedented crisis.
The gods of death did not know what they were about to face. Their natural enemy, the Quincy clan, which had disappeared for a thousand years, made a comeback and continued the war that had not ended that year.
The return of the Quincy was not silent.
A black shadow quietly spread from all directions, like a claw in the dark night, silently eroding every inch of the land of the Soul Society.
These shadows were not entities, but energy bodies composed of spirit particles. They spread upward from the shadows on the ground, devouring everything around them at a very fast speed.
The wooden classical team house of the Soul Society quickly disappeared under the erosion of the shadows.
The originally solid building became fragile under the effect of the spirit particle energy, as if it was easily destroyed by an invisible force.
In their place are white pointed-roof skyscrapers with a strong European style. They stand in their place, with solid ice covering every corner of the buildings, giving people a cold and majestic feeling.
