Distorted Timeline

He was still defeated...

Waking up from his sleep, Muyang lay on the bed blankly, looking at the hanging drop hanging by the bed, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.

Obviously, he had done his best. Even when he faced Aizen, he had never treated it so seriously. After all, he had the advantage of foresight at that time. With hundreds of years of preparation, even in the face of Aizen, who was strong, deep, and intelligent, he was not afraid.

But now, in the face of Quincy beyond his knowledge, in the face of the enemy who was even stronger in strength, and he lost the intelligence advantage, what he could do was too bad.

Feeling that Soul Society was scattered everywhere, Muyang's heart became more and more heavy.

Until now, after a miserable battle with the enemy, both sides paid a heavy price, but Soul Society still did not figure out the reason why the enemy could sneak attack Seireitei. This was undoubtedly an extremely bad news. It had always been a thief for a thousand days, and there was no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. If he could not figure out the reason for the enemy's surprise attack and make an effective response, it meant that Soul Society would be invaded by the enemy at any time. In the case that the enemy had once experience, the next time would only be more miserable.

Although that was said

Getting up from the bed, putting on clothes and putting Zanpakuto on his waist, Muyang's mind flashed Yhwach's face, and his heart was heavier.

Although he said that, if he could not defeat the enemy leader, no matter how well prepared Soul Society was, it would be meaningless no matter how well he performed in the next war!

However, even if Yamamoto Genryusai burned all his life and Reiryoku could not defeat the enemy, what other way could he defeat? After all, that was the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years. No matter what aspect, he stood at the peak of Shinigami. And Yamamoto Genryusai's last blow surpassed the blow of life.

"What are you spacing out for?"

A hand gently patted Muyang's shoulder, waking him from his meditation.

Hirako Shinji was wrapped in several circles of bandages around his neck and looked a little weak, but his face still had that cynical expression. His hands were casually inserted in his trouser pockets, as usual.

"This is not your style. Even if you are defeated, don't look like you are weak. You are the role model of many teams of Gotei 13. At this time, you have to stand up straight."

"Tsk ---I am actually educated by a guy like you. It is really unpleasant."

Putting away the worry in his heart, Muyang waved to Hirako Shinji and walked outside. Through Reiryoku's perception, Suzuki Kusu's Reiryoku were very stable. Now there was no big problem. They just had to wait for recovery.

Since the enemy launched an attack and completely defeated their strongest combat force, Captain-Commander Yamamoto then it was possible to launch a second attack at any time. Although the time was a little tight and there was no clue, he had to improve his combat strength in the shortest time.

...

District 79, Kusajishi District.

This was one of the few places with the worst security in Soul Society. The main theme of this place was burning, killing, and looting. Those who could survive here were some powerful and despicable people. Each person had a few lives in their hands.

In the deeper parts of the Kusajishi area, near a tree forest in the wood area, a small house was hidden. It was the place where Muyang lived. Although he had not returned for a hundred years, the house still remained the same as before, without the slightest change.

"I have returned to this place, the place where everything began."

Muyang stopped in front of the small house. Instead of walking in, he sat cross-legged in front of the door and listened to the sound of the leaves shaking not far away. His mood gradually relaxed.

He closed his eyes slightly and placed Zanpakuto in front of his chest. His mind gradually became immersed, and an inexplicable rhythm was produced beside Muyang.

Inner World

"It seems that you have also noticed it."

"..."

For once, Kaze no Sora didn't wave his folding fan, nor did he have his usual carefree attitude. Instead, he looked at Muyang, who had appeared in his inner world, with a serious expression.

"Well, how can I not notice it?"

The eyes of Yhwach that he saw before he fainted appeared in his mind, and Muyang's face also showed a serious expression.

"That kind of rich time power is still happening in front of my eyes. I will notice it no matter what."

"That's right!"

Holding his folding fan tightly in his hand, Kaze no Sora looked excited, and a few wind blades circled around him unconsciously.

"The last move of Captain-Commander Yamamoto is absolutely impossible to resist. That is almost the limit of the attack, and Yhwach really can't resist it. He just used the power of time and changed the rules with the power of time he grasped, avoiding the power that Yamamoto Captain-Commander used on him. But even so, he was seriously injured."

Moreover, the use of that ability is absolutely not without burden to him, otherwise he will not use that power until the last moment. Moreover, it is absolutely not without any burden for him to use that power. It only took a few short breaths of time. After that, he even has no strength to defeat Kurosaki Ichigo. He can only let his subordinates make a move.

"Yes!"

"However, so what if I know all of this? It won't take too long. As long as this kind of power is used at a critical moment, even if it is only for a moment, it will be enough to change the situation of the battle."

"Don't forget!"

Kaze no Sora suddenly stood still, sticking close to Muyang, his eyes staring at him.

"You also possess the power of time!"

As Kaze no Sora's voice fell, a mysterious rhythm floated around him. The grass under his feet gradually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then revived and continued to reincarnate.

"My power of time is too weak. I can't resist Yhwach's power at all."

He opened his hand and stared at the faint silver light in his hand. Muyang frowned.

"Although I do have some power of time, my power of time can only interfere with myself and the flow of time around me at most. And it is limited to acceleration and deceleration. Even a temporary pause can't be done."

"And the power of time that Yhwach has mastered is at least enough to make time freeze, or even regress. It is more likely that it is more powerful than these."

"No! It is not possible! It is absolute! I can clearly feel that the power of time he grasped is stronger than the rough power of time you have mastered now. However, that is only the current you, and the power of time you have mastered is not limited to this!"

"The power of time I have mastered?"

"Yes! Use your heart to feel it. In this place, at this time, with your current strength, you should be able to feel it. Your strength has been hidden all the time."

"My power?"

In the outside world, a ball of silver light faintly wrapped around Muyang, emitting a mysterious rhythm. Everything around him underwent all kinds of crazy changes. The grass withered and the soil gave off an aura of decay. The originally withered flowers once again turned into flower buds. The wooden boards beneath them turned into logs, and then sprouts grew. Time seemed to have lost meaning here.

At this time, a dazzling silver light suddenly bloomed from the small room behind Muyang. It was exactly the same as the faint silver light on his body, but it was even more dense and powerful.

"This is..."

Turning his head, he looked at the silver light that was blooming from the small room, and his expression changed indeterminately.

That power was very familiar, and it was constantly echoing him.

"This is your true power, the power of time that can distort the timeline!"

Kaze no Sora's voice rang out from Muyang's heart. At the same time, the silver light in the wooden house merged into Muyang's body like a sparrow returning to its nest. A thick and dazzling silver light enveloped Muyang. In that instant, the terrifying power of time erupted. The timeline was stirred, twisted, and everything changed.