The question is.
What is the essence of Ransōtengai?
It's using the ability to manipulate reishi, violently changing its properties, then making it into an extension that can control the body.
Based on this answer.
So-called Ransōtengai is mostly used as a 'desperate measure' in emergency situations.
Typical examples would probably be Uryu when he first came to the Soul Society, and Quilge's usage in the original work to stop Ichigo.
Although the difficulty is high.
For some talented Quincies, it's not excessively difficult.
But...
This one was different.
Yhwach's gaze was now fixed deadly on Seiya.
'The ability to manipulate reishi is originally the foundation of Quincy survival.'
'Being able to use it like one's own limbs isn't difficult, but the problem is wanting these things to completely obey oneself, even causing qualitative changes...'
This was no longer an attempt.
But rather definitive behavioral logic.
In other words... Seiya's use and understanding of reishi seemed to have long since walked ahead of Yhwach?
Unable to accept such a result.
Whether it was pride or not, the current ancestor of the Quincies focused his gaze, beginning to rapidly analyze the behavior and logic of reishi manipulation with an almost scrutinizing attitude.
Soon.
He showed a relieved expression.
I see...
"Just gathering reishi, using a cluster-like method for simulation. Then using the same frequency to agitate it, temporarily serving as a heart's function."
It must be said.
Just in terms of technique and thinking, it was absolutely at the level of wild imagination.
But unfortunately...
You're facing the man named Yhwach.
"This level of precise control, how long can you maintain it during battle?"
Taking a step forward, Yhwach's body shot forward like an arrow, crashing violently!
And Seiya's movements at this moment seemed somewhat mysteriously sluggish.
Unable to react in time, he was hit by Yhwach and fell to the ground uncontrollably.
"See!"
"To maintain the activity and state of reishi, you can't spare extra attention to control your body!"
"This is why Ransōtengai can't achieve finer control... ultimately it's not the original equipment of the flesh. Do you think it can play a decisive role?!"
Moreover.
Yhwach had even more direct ways to break this method.
He grinned savagely and extended his right hand, grabbing Seiya's forearm that was used for defense.
"It's nothing dangerous, just some gifts from me as a father."
Blut Arterie began to boil.
The crimson reishi symbolizing Yhwach surged toward Seiya along his arm at this moment.
The latter seemed to have already realized the problem and wanted to shake free...
But it was 'too late.'
"See, once my reishi contacts your body, the originally stable form will tend toward collapse."
"Just like how the body produces rejection reactions to different blood types."
"The more complex the form, the easier it is to be affected, ultimately tending toward collapse."
Watching the heart inside Seiya's body begin to beat irregularly, showing irregular trembling... this was obviously affected as Yhwach described, disrupting the body's internal circulation.
A smile appeared on Yhwach's face, showing the victorious contours at this moment.
It's over, Seiya.
The moment his thoughts settled.
Yhwach's expression couldn't help but freeze.
Because of the close distance, he almost instantly felt an obvious sense of abnormality.
Another power within Seiya's body was boiling at this moment.
Gurgle gurgle...
With faint echoes coming, the reishi extending from Yhwach's body seemed to encounter blocking force, being completely intercepted and even pushed back inch by inch.
What was it?
Visibly.
A circle of black outline appeared outside the reishi lines, forming a strange blue-black intertwined contour.
The state stabilized.
And Seiya also opened his eyes at this moment.
Power fusion itself wasn't a simple form. If it only achieved simple 1+1=2, then all of Seiya's efforts so far would be completely meaningless.
The person involved had already had similar thoughts before starting the plan.
—What was the meaning of power fusion?
Was it simply to become a transcendent, mastering new realms?
That was Aizen's pursuit, not Seiya's lifelong quest.
And in the long process of experimentation and demonstration, Seiya quickly found the answer that belonged only to him.
That was...
Complementing strengths and compensating for weaknesses.
Using Quincy power to stabilize and reinforce the internal body situation.
The characteristic of reishi was having extremely strong plasticity, and this specialty was perfectly utilized by Quincies...
Such as the 'Ransōtengai' technique currently being used.
But beyond this, Seiya believed there was still the ability to continue advancing.
Creating organs, filling gaps, completing life's deficiencies!
Admittedly, there were similar problems that Yhwach had discovered... such as insufficient stability and difficulty maintaining normal actions during movement.
But.
If power could be fused, then this aspect wouldn't be a problem at all.
Hollow power began to manifest at this moment.
The extremely aggressive violent soul itself was very repulsive to calm reishi, but under the control of the same consciousness, both sides could form an unexpectedly cooperative method.
Inner layer provided reishi for reinforcement.
Outer layer entrusted Hollow power for combat.
Seiya's earlier silence wasn't being speechless, but simply seeking balance and nodes within his body.
Fortunately.
He had now completely comprehended his body.
Seiya recovered his ability to move in a completely different posture.
His pupils slightly condensed.
He glanced at the pathetic ancestor of the Quincies before him, his lips trembling slightly upward.
"Only this level? Yhwach."
"You..."
Before the words finished.
Seiya grabbed his arm with his backhand, delivering a beautiful whip kick.
The strength of a Hollowfied body was incomparable to the past. Almost at the moment of collision, Yhwach's Blut was completely scattered.
The collision between flesh bodies had already determined the winner in the blink of an eye.
With Yhwach's cry of pain, his already twisted face became even more pathetic.
Snap!
"Ah!!!"
The kneecap bent down at a visible degree.
Yhwach's scream had just begun when it was completely swallowed back.
Because Seiya's following flying kick hit his chin squarely.
Moreover...
On the now half-Hollowfied body, boiling airflow-like substances had also appeared.
This thing would definitely not be unfamiliar to Quincies.
Blut Arterie!
Two powers that should be completely incompatible were now completely manifested on Seiya's body.
Their might was incomparable.
With a viscous echo that made hearts tremble, Yhwach's body flew into the air.
But was this the end?
Far from enough.
Seiya half-crouched, roaring as he charged up.
Too long.
He had paid too much for this moment.
Being misunderstood, being suspected. Even doing things he didn't want to do, experiencing death once, and still having incomplete memories...
Everything.
Was all because of this man before him.
Angry? Resentful? Damn right there was!!!
Just because this world didn't operate according to your wishes, you wanted to destroy it completely?
"Who gave you permission to do this?!"
A punch struck Yhwach's face, his teeth already shattered and fell out.
"Who allowed you to be so reckless?!"
Seiya's body twisted in the air, his slender tail stabilizing his posture, allowing him to maintain complete body balance while accumulating power.
Then...
Seiya's right leg swung from top to bottom, smashing down on Yhwach's chest.
"What do you think you are!"
Boom!!!
Like a comet hitting Earth.
Yhwach, who had completely lost the ability to resist, was hit directly.
The force instantly penetrated his body... continuously brewing, spiraling, gathering! Finally exploding at the spine position.
Puff!
Flesh splattered out, presenting a pathetic fragmentary shape.
At the same time, the spinal bones also uncontrollably dislocated... until breaking.
His body fell rapidly, and Seiya followed without hesitation.
Like a shark that had smelled blood and chose to pursue relentlessly...
The two figures were submerged in the ruins called the Soul Society.
Seiya continuously swung his fists like beating a corpse. He had even forgotten his original purpose, now only wanting to continuously vent the anger in his heart.
Unspeakable suffering, long-accumulated resentment, all burst forth at this moment.
"Ah!!!"
The roaring voice was now approaching hoarseness.
Without any meaning, just instinctive venting.
This was definitely a one-sided slaughter!
But for some reason... Seiya felt his eye sockets getting slightly hot.
What was this emotion welling up from his heart? He who lacked memories couldn't find an answer, and at this moment only hesitated for an instant before no longer paying attention.
How long had he been hitting?
Unclear.
Even Seiya's hands had become numb, losing the ability to feel.
Seiya, who had slightly regained his senses, stopped his actions.
He began to look around... what met his eyes was a group of Soul Reapers surrounding the ruins.
They looked toward this side with grave expressions, their eyes extremely complex.
With the memories of Hollow and Quincy, although Seiya could understand these people's identities.
But... he didn't know why these people's expressions were so strange.
At this time, a calm voice came from behind him.
"Have you vented enough anger?"
Turning around.
What met his eyes was a man dressed quite strangely.
His entire body was bound by restraining bandages, only revealing one eye and mouth, yet still making people feel a 'composed' sense of ease.
This person...
He wasn't unfamiliar.
It was Aizen.
Seiya watched the other slowly approach, until completely standing beside him.
"Since you've been misunderstood for so long, naturally you'd have some feelings when you can achieve your goal at this moment."
"It's fine, emotional venting is also an essential part... simple endurance has no meaning."
"After all, admitting inadequacy is also a form of progress."
Seiya silently stood up.
Although he didn't have many memories of Aizen, he could feel the goodwill emanating from the other.
Plus the help in Muken before.
"Thank you..."
"...Heh, thanking me?"
A slightly bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Aizen's eyes showed some loneliness.
If it were that man from before, perhaps he wouldn't say such direct words.
Gently shaking his head, no longer focusing attention on these 'minor details.'
Aizen just lowered his gaze, focusing on what was on the ground...
A pile of rotten flesh.
Yes, this could hardly be called human anymore.
After being violently ravaged, shattered, and even subjected to a series of venting attacks by Seiya, Yhwach had completely lost his 'human' shape.
Among a pile of minced meat, except for the shape of bones, there were no other 'characteristics.'
Thump...
It was the echo of Seiya beside him, whose knees had gone weak and directly fell to the ground.
The half-Hollowfied armor on his body became membrane-like substances, scattering with the wind at this moment.
His originally clear gaze suddenly became muddled—after the concentrated burst of power, the aftermath brought intense suffocation.
At the same time, an even more fatal problem also became prominent at this moment.
The heart woven at his chest also showed signs of collapse and breakdown.
"..."
Aizen supported him.
At the same time, the crowd that had been watching from the periphery also reacted.
The rescue squad led by Unohana directly rushed up.
"Adrenaline, backup blood bank all ready?"
"We need to race against time next... can't have the slightest slack."
"Isane, if you can't adapt, you can step down."
The named person decisively shook her head, her gaze never changing in the slightest.
Handing Seiya to the rescue team, Aizen turned his gaze, looking toward the distance.
That was where Yamamoto and Kyoraku were standing.
"So, what should we do now?"
Just as the words fell.
Before anyone could respond.
A hazy black gaseous substance appeared on Yhwach's 'corpse.'
"...?"
Aizen's eyebrow raised slightly, reishi torrents moved with his heart, gushing toward the shadow without hesitation at this moment.
However, these shadows were faster than the prisoner's movements.
In the blink of an eye, it completely dispersed, taking all the remains and disappearing.
"This is..."
Aizen frowned slightly, pondering for a moment.
Escaped?
That made no sense...
Yhwach had already completely lost all vitality, this was the result he had reached after close observation.
Then why could such a thing still happen at this moment?
Thinking of the thin black mist that had just appeared, a speculation emerged in Aizen's mind.
The Wandenreich...
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