Bang!!!
The crystal encasing the Soul King directly exploded at this moment.
And the Soul King, trapped within like a prehistoric relic in amber, also shattered into pieces at this moment.
However, these remains didn't fall from the air, but were all attracted by Yhwach's power, completely analyzed and dismantled... until they became part of his own power.
Like chunks of meat thrown into a pile of mealworms, after accelerating countless times... the Soul King's remains disappeared completely in no time.
Yhwach absorbed everything related to the Soul King.
Literally devouring everything completely.
Then...
Yhwach slowly closed his eyes.
He felt this surging sense of power from deep within his heart, deeply experiencing such vivid, powerful, even astonishing force!
Every heartbeat was so distinct.
His own breathing seemed to move the pulse of the three worlds.
His body seemed to have merged into this magnificent sky, with his gaze reaching everywhere without obstruction, as if all darkness had vanished...
Under his watch, under his kingdom.
Everything no longer had any concealment.
I have already... mastered everything.
Yhwach slowly stepped forward, crushing the crystals that had fallen to the ground, completely ignoring his birth father's relics, until he walked toward the high platform.
That throne that had once been the Soul King's exclusive seat.
But...
How could an already incomplete body possibly achieve the posture of 'sitting upright'?
It was just a prop to maintain one's dignity.
But Yhwach was different.
"I already said it, didn't I..."
He closed his eyes, slowly stepping forward.
Until he sat upon the seat that belonged to the Soul King.
A chair...
Essentially, this was just a tool to support the human body, an object that could be used for rest.
But this one was different.
"Different..."
Not any kind of ergonomic modification, but a certain joy welling up from the depths of his heart.
It filled Yhwach's body, giving him an impulse to express himself at this moment.
But this place was empty and desolate.
No matter how excited he was, he had no one to share this joy with...
How lonely and desolate.
Perhaps he should have shown some mercy initially, not eliminating all the Quincy completely?
In this brief moment, thoughts similar to 'self-reflection' emerged in the tyrant's heart.
Of course.
It was only for an instant.
Because soon, he had already cast his gaze toward a more distant direction...
For him who had now mastered the Soul King's power, his own power had been extended, his Almighty had spread throughout the entire world.
He should rightfully possess a broader, even exclusive divine kingdom.
Right.
He just needed to seize it.
Things that didn't belong to him? What a joke...
Now, these so-called three worlds were nothing more than possessions in his palm.
"I am Yhwach."
"The one who will take everything from you."
"And who will also be the one to grant you everything."
Saying this, he slowly opened his eyes.
Gurgle, gurgle...
Slippery sounds squeezed out from his eye sockets thread by thread.
The eyeball embedded within, after brief trembling at this moment, suddenly split and spread...
Until it became three separate pupils.
"I can see..."
Yhwach's low murmur escaped, as he lazily lay on his side on the chair, as if lamenting, yet more like simply talking to himself.
"I can... see."
Then.
Dark-colored light bands began crawling over his body, starting to surge wildly and spread in all directions.
This was the Soul King's power, the tool to transform this corrupt and unbearable world, to guide it, correct it, until it became his own paradise.
Its name was...
Soul King Torrent.
However, as these things began surging wildly, Yhwach also felt the world trembling slightly.
He looked down at his feet nonchalantly.
The Soul King, who had supported the operation of the three worlds as an anchor point, no longer existed.
Like an animal whose spine had been removed, no matter how tall and magnificent the body, it would collapse with a thunderous crash.
So, should he do something?
Yhwach chose silence, taking no action.
Because after a moment, a long string of black shadows spreading from underground completely pierced through the entire Soul King Hall.
The floor behind Yhwach was completely lifted, and in an instant, a pair of pitch-black giant hands seemed to penetrate the entire sky as they pushed upward, closing behind Yhwach...
Supporting this crumbling sky.
However, even though such a 'shocking' event had occurred, Yhwach still maintained that understated posture.
The Soul King's left hand and right hand.
This was a sign that even the dead wouldn't rest, and also a symbol of abandoned remnants struggling.
If it were his former self, he might have been angry, annoyed, thinking this was all another provocation against him.
But the current Yhwach would no longer think about problems this way.
His expression was bland, his gaze slightly condensed.
Then...
As if talking to himself, he said softly.
"This, I have also seen."
...
Watching Ukitake beside him close his eyes, completely entering a state of concentration.
Mayuri and Urahara, who had been standing on either side, both felt a sense of relief.
Removing the instruments placed on the other party, Mayuri was doing the final confirmation process.
"The situation has stabilized."
Urahara looked up at the sky, gazing at these two pitch-black light pillars extending from Ukitake's body, his face showing some sentiment.
"But the problems are actually becoming more and more troublesome..."
After Yhwach chose to use Auswählen, dealing with the last of his personal guard together.
The Soul King's left and right hands also fell back under the Soul Reapers' control.
Using the fastest speed to research the power of both, the experimental teams from both sides began sincere cooperation, finally figuring out a way to activate the hands' power without harming Ukitake's life...
A method to support the world.
"But this is at most just lingering on..."
Sighing, Urahara's gaze also became complex.
The Soul King's hands could only be supported through the Soul King Hall. In other words, Yhwach at this moment must have also seen such a scene.
But he hadn't taken any action...
This instead made people feel extremely uneasy.
As if some invisible threat was constantly surging in the dark, the sword of Damocles hanging overhead swayed slightly, leaving people unable to know when it would fall.
Literal nervous emotions were constantly spreading in his heart.
"Sorry for the wait."
Unohana's voice came from behind.
Everyone currently handling various affairs in the laboratory stopped their movements.
And looked back.
Following behind Unohana were Seiya, Ichigo, and Uryū.
Seiya raised his right hand, gently stroking his scabbard while saying in a calm tone.
"The injuries have been mostly treated. We need to discuss... how to act now."