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The most troublesome thing is that, whether you enter Shikai or D-kai, simply maintaining the state of releasing your Zanpakuto will automatically consume spiritual power, and it consumes spiritual power rapidly.
This is actually a price to pay. When spiritual pressure increases fivefold, the spiritual energy consumption of every move also increases fivefold. Adding the spiritual pressure consumed to maintain the state, the rate of consumption is simply too fast.
Not to mention he had already maintained his initial state for several hours.
In the Soul Society, with that speed of replenishing spiritual energy at any time, he could maintain his Shikai state in continuous combat for one or two months. In a spiritually rich place like the capital, he could also maintain it for one or two weeks without stopping.
However, without the ability to absorb spiritual particles, he could only sustain a battle that consumed spiritual energy at a high frequency for a day or two at most.
"No, the allied forces' follow-up attacks on the capital are still ongoing: they are continuously sending troops to garrison and loot the city. Without large-scale annihilation, I simply cannot hold out here indefinitely."
Aizen had deliberately controlled the range of his Holy Nova attack, but he hadn't saved much spiritual energy.
Aside from some small-scale attacks, all of the White Dragon's Dragon Slayer Magic attacks with a slightly larger range invariably have a blinding effect. However, although the attacks may seem similar, their actual effectiveness is completely different.
Conversely, for moves that appear to have the same area of effect, the higher the quality, the more spiritual energy they consume.
The cautious Aizen had already set goals for himself in order to avoid revealing his identity.
Spiritual energy consumption cannot exceed half! This is to prevent unexpected trouble from arising before returning home after the task of protecting cultural relics is completed, forcing one to exit the artificial body state to recover spiritual energy and thus revealing one's identity.
"Thirty percent isn't enough to sustain us for that long."
Aizen wondered if he should exit his Shikai state, as he couldn't defeat the enemy with just his fists and feet! The next second, Aizen rejected the idea.
Not only would that be uncouth, but if he didn't use spiritual power, his artificial body wouldn't be a spirit, and its speed and strength would be limited.
Besides his defensive capabilities, he can also rely on spiritual pressure to protect his body. Wearing a cybernetic body, his physical strength is no different from that of a captain-level Shinigami who has theoretically cultivated spiritual energy refining techniques.
Therefore, without using spiritual power, the combat strength that his artificial body can exert, based on his hand-to-hand combat skills, is at most level 1.
It's enough to deal with ordinary armed soldiers, but when it comes to those superhumans with varying levels of strength, "if we can't think of a way, then we'll just have to..."
Aizen didn't hesitate at all; he only thought about it for a moment before making a decisive decision.
He might cross the ocean for something he can't give up, but all of this is based on the premise that his own interests are not harmed.
If things become impossible, he will have no choice but to loot the cultural relics and antiques in the Old Summer Palace and the Summer Palace first, and then return them later when he has the chance.
As for the two coins being burned, there was nothing he could do about it.
"Space transfer!"
An aged voice suddenly rang out as Aizen was lost in thought.
The dark figures enveloped in the white light vanished instantly.
"Um"
Aizen's expression turned displeased.
Sure enough, when the white light dissipated, apart from the emptiness leaving only some fragments, all the soldiers, guns, and aliens had vanished.
Oh, these were burned by his Shikai ultimate attack. However, Aizen knew very well that some of them were not burned to death; they were rescued.
"Wow, who's this kid?!"
The hidden figures were stunned. Not only did they break the trap in a matter of minutes, they also turned the tables and wiped out their opponents.
Then they fell silent.
Could such a master really be controlled by a certain force? They originally thought that even if this blond kid was stronger than them, he wouldn't be much stronger. The fact that he could suppress and injure those three top masters despite being harassed by various superhumans and firearms was simply due to the special nature of his superpowers.
But now, they suddenly realized.
This kid is at least one level stronger than the strongest among them! Not to mention the strongest among them, even the weaker ones wouldn't easily submit to any one faction.
The strongest of the extraordinary individuals under the Qing Dynasty was not necessarily much stronger than the weakest among them.
At first, it seemed that these young foreigners might be skilled fighters serving the Qing Dynasty, but now it seems impossible.
With such a mastermind, it must have been a lapse in judgment for Empress Dowager Cixi to have fled in such a sorry state with Emperor Guangxu.
With the help of the army and the Manchu supernatural beings, as long as there is sufficient rest time, the capital city would not fall even in ten days! So, what was his purpose? Was he deliberately trying to incite a war between supernatural beings from different countries? That speculation is no longer valid.
If this person were from the Eight-Nation Alliance, he must be insane to try and kill the powerful superhumans of the Alliance.
In their eyes, at least forty experts capable of becoming sect leaders or elders of minor sects had been killed—the backbone of the supernatural force. Wasn't the price too high for them to pay for such senseless sacrifices? Even if it was just an excuse, wouldn't killing a few Allied soldiers have sufficed? As for claiming it was caused by countries outside the Eight-Nation Alliance, those eight nations were the most powerful among the foreign powers. Even China might not be able to find such experts now. If some small country produced such experts, wouldn't they be crazy to not treasure them and instead send them out on such a mission?
No matter how strong a superhuman is, there can only be one.
Facing the Eight-Nation Alliance alone, weren't they afraid of being drowned by the sheer number of people? So, these old guys were puzzled, bewildered, and confused.
"Then what is his purpose?"
Suddenly, a soft, gentle melody drifted throughout the entire capital city.
A soft, melancholic song began to play after the prelude, reaching the ears of everyone in the capital, even causing Aizen to pause in surprise.
"The eternal moonlight on my palm."
At first, some people wondered where the music was coming from, but as soon as the song started, every Han person felt a sudden, sharp pain in their heart, and in a daze, they seemed to see a majestic figure.
That was a dragon that held moonlight in its palm.
However, there was a bloody wound on the dragon's body, and an unyielding sadness lingered beneath its carefree smile.
"That wound, a desolate sight to be laughed off."
"Looking up in reverence, I see you standing there."
Yet it still stands majestically with its head held high and tail swaying, proudly standing in the most dazzling East of the world.
This is why people feel heartbroken when they see the injured dragon still acting tough and arrogant. Many uneducated people, young and old, feel sad for no apparent reason, a feeling that leaves them confused.
"It's your innate arrogance that makes you a dragon!"
Now, even those who didn't understand before suddenly understood.
Because it is a divine dragon, it must be arrogant and proud, maintaining its self-respect even when injured.
While countless people shed tears of sorrow, they also involuntarily felt a sense of pride that they themselves couldn't understand.
Remember you
People vaguely sensed that this was the key to solving the mystery, and everyone anxiously awaited the answer.
The next moment, a loud bang shattered the pride buried deep within the bones and blood of all Han people.
"His name is Yanhuang!"
First, let me clarify that the final song has nothing to do with Aizen himself; the answer will be revealed in the next chapter.
Additionally, you can read the next chapter in conjunction with this story; it's not about the original wife, as the original wife wasn't very good.
Those interested can choose the second option on Penguin Music.
That was a version edited by someone else.
Chapter 189 The Truth About the White Dragon 5/21
The moment the song began, Aizen, who had been somewhat dazed by the music, was suddenly jolted awake.
Memories from my past life flashed vividly through my mind.
"For the dragon! System, this is your doing!"
Having also experienced that dreamlike scene, Aizen immediately questioned the system.
This song was not written by him.
Although he's a bit of a chuunibyou at heart, he still feels ashamed to use things from the Qiao Feng era.
He is completely incapable of using songs to glorify his actions or express his aspirations, especially not relatively sentimental ones.
He's a cold, rational type, not a sentimental, tragic hero! Under these circumstances, Aizen can only suspect that the system is behind it.
Based on the previous rewards that the system seemed to have given him special treatment, Aizen didn't believe that the system was simply giving him face.
"One Six Three"
Based on the system's own claims about its origins, regardless of whether it's from the Primordial Era School, the Traditional Mythology School, or the Taoist School, it is at least definitely a product of the Chinese civilization.
Even Aizen suspected that his sudden recollection of these past life memories, which were not very vivid, was guided by a systematic, invisible force.
If we look at it this way, it's very likely that the system itself doesn't want this terrible history to repeat itself, so it wants to stay and protect the garden by influencing people through emotional appeal.
Faced with Aizen's questioning, the system innocently replied in his mind, "That's a good idea. Why didn't I think of that sooner?"
But this time it really has nothing to do with me. If it were me, I'd probably use a more action-packed version of Huo Yuanjia, or something like "The Great Wall Will Never Fall," which would be more classic.
""
Aizen frowned slightly.
He didn't think the system would deceive him at a time like this, because it would be pointless.
If the system lies to him at a time like this, regardless of whether he resolves the matter afterward, his relationship with the system will once again reach a freezing point.
Suddenly, just as Aizen was puzzled, everything around him began to slow down.
The strange beings, the singing, the air currents, even the enemies that reappeared from space due to the singing—everything slowed down, until it almost came to a standstill.
"Space has slowed down"
Aizen thought of it subconsciously, and then immediately...
He noticed something was wrong: "No, there's a difference between my thought process and the external world."
I tried moving my arms and legs, but they remained almost completely still.
At that moment, an image involuntarily surfaced in Aizen's mind.
That was the end of Ichigo Kurosaki's battle against Kenpachi Zaraki.
"It seems you've already realized what's going on."
A warm voice quietly reached Aizen's ears.
Turning his gaze, he saw a white-haired young man dressed in a predominantly white outfit standing beside Aizen, his seemingly gentle face exuding boundless majesty.
It seemed that this was because of a born king—no, a born emperor! What surprised Aizen even more was that the other person's appearance was very similar, though not exactly the same.
"You are the White Dragon"
These seemingly questioning words sounded so certain coming from Aizen's mouth.
But at the same time, new doubts arose in Aizen's mind.
Is this what Haku looks like? He saw them before when he mastered Shikai; they clearly look like those two old dragons from Fairy Tail. They're probably the ugliest known parents of Dragon Slayer Mages, even compared to Gajeel's "father."
The Iron Dragon Medalicana is better looking than the White Shadow Dragon.
Therefore, even if Aizen only knew that his Zanpakuto could be personified, he shouldn't be this young and handsome.
Note: When Abarai first learned the D-solution, Zabimaru was a white ape and a snake; during the Muramasa arc, he was two people.
When Hitsugaya first mastered Shikai, Hyōrinmaru was an ice dragon; in the Muramasa arc, he was a handsome young man with an icy demeanor.
Seemingly understanding Aizen's confusion, the white dragon, who at first glance possessed an imperial aura, said with a hint of helplessness, "You're really slow-witted, Kagami."
With your intelligence, surely you haven't discovered the truth by now? Don't you really want to easily recall that past?
Swish.
The surrounding scenery changed in the blink of an eye, and Aizen felt as if he were in a bustling modern city.
Busy people came and went as if they couldn't see him.
Aizen remained silent, knowing that Haku had pulled him into his inner world and created this scene.
"Zanpakuto, born from the soul of a Shinigami, is the power of the heart!"
Immediately afterward, the white dragon that appeared beside Aizen calmly reiterated the most basic knowledge of the Shinigami, then stared directly at Aizen with lightning-fast eyes and said indifferently: "Whether it's me or the Shadow Dragon, the prototype of our power does indeed come from the two dragons in Fairy Tail, but in the end, we are nothing more than products born from the combination of that power and your soul."
Our Zanpakuto are actually the truest part of a Shinigami's heart; in other words, I am you!
"So that's how it is. Is that really the answer?"
Aizen spoke words of surprise, yet his face showed no emotion whatsoever. Clearly, it wasn't that he couldn't think of this answer; it was just that he hadn't considered it in the first place.
So, what do you want to do now?
Aizen's face showed a playful expression as he stared at the white dragon before him.
Regarding Aizen's unpredictable attitude, which left countless people puzzled, Haku sighed and said, "I've already said it, I am you."
There's no need to hide anything from me. In fact, the moment you awakened your past life memories, your heart had already changed, hadn't it?"