Spoilers for all the worlds

There was no reply from anyone present. But looking at their expressions, it was obvious that they agreed with Huang Rong's point of view.

Aizen lowered his eyes, feeling the evil power flowing in his body. After thinking for a moment, he incorporated it into his own spiritual pressure.

The next moment, Aizen's body shook, and terrifying spiritual pressure spread around. It brought a great sense of oppression to other members of the foggy space.

"This feeling," Whitebeard's pupils contracted, staring closely at Aizen, "Overlord-colored domineering? No, the external application effects are somewhat similar, but their essence is completely different. But no matter what... This momentum is terrifyingly strong.”

Kuchiki Rukia, both from the Shinigami world, noticed at the first moment that this was spiritual pressure, and her breathing was stagnant.

"How could it be possible... This kind of powerful and suffocating spiritual pressure is completely superior to the captain-level Shinigami... Is this Aizen's true power?"

Kuchiki Rukia didn't know that Aizen was strengthening his spiritual pressure. The only thing she knew was that this power was stronger than the captain. And much stronger! After all, her current strength is still far behind the captain.

So she directly believed that Aizen was so powerful from the beginning. At this moment, there was even a hint of despair in my heart.

Weak beings like Xiaozhi and Huang Rong first felt a strong sense of oppression. But then, the mist on their bodies slowly flowed, completely isolating this oppression.

"The strengthening of the evil god's power." Su Han's eyelids twitched, and he recognized what Aizen was doing for the first time. After all, he has done this kind of thing before.

"But it seems," Su Han glanced at the other people at the scene one by one, "these guys have thought about a lot of things."

Su Han said that he had already understood the brain power of these council members.

On another bronze chair, mist rose. As soon as Uchiha Madara entered the foggy space, he felt Aizen's spiritual pressure.

"Interesting...are you trying to intimidate me?"

Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He would remain in awe of the god-like Su Han who created this space, but he would only remain in awe of Su Han.

Uchiha Madara's pupils were dilated, and the Samsara Eye revealed the terrifying pupil power. It also had a very powerful sense of oppression, "You want to put pressure, Aizen... you chose the wrong person!"

Time passed bit by bit, and soon Aizen broke free from the state of becoming stronger. He let out a long breath, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face. This feeling of his own strength growing in a short period of time... is really addictive.

However, Aizen soon noticed that there was no other sound at the scene, and he immediately felt a little strange. Looking around the scene, he saw that everyone there was either palpitating or solemn. The atmosphere was clearly not right.

"What just happened?"

Aizen raised an eyebrow. Originally, when the Death Star was condensed, many people at the scene were wary of him... But now, this kind of wariness has gone from being hidden deep in their hearts to now being unabashed.

After thinking for a moment, Aizen suddenly realized something, "Did the strengthening of spiritual pressure... trigger a chain reaction? But... it triggered these guys' fear of me in advance. This is not a good thing."

Aizen suddenly raised his head and stared at Su Han, who was sitting on the bronze throne. Su Han stared at him calmly and silently. His heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately lowered his head and speculated silently, "My spiritual pressure has increased by about half compared to before!"

It seems like half a percent is not much, but considering Aizen's original strength level, this is by no means a small amount. "To achieve this kind of gain in just one battle... is beyond imagination. This foggy space! It can really make people feel better." I broke the original limit... huh? This news should be revealed."

Aizen felt that the strengthening mechanism he detected should be regarded as a hidden mechanism in the foggy space.

But he felt that this could not be hidden for long! Although he didn't watch everyone's drama, he had just briefly interacted with a few people in the Naruto world.

With his way of looking at people, he could naturally tell that all those people were outstanding. Either a hero, a hero, or a hero. If you underestimate these people, you will only suffer big losses in the end... Instead of hiding this information that will soon be deciphered, it is better to sell personal favors and lower other people's vigilance towards him.

"Mr. Edward," Aizen suddenly laughed. He looked directly at Whitebeard, with a hint of sincerity in his voice, "Thank you for not being stingy in teaching me the words of sacrifice before."

"Gu la la la, as long as you don't think about doing anything to me, this old bone, that's the best reward." Whitebeard's voice was low and vaguely hostile.

"You misunderstood," Aizen said softly, "Although I don't know what happened before, I guess my spiritual pressure was out of control, right? This is not me threatening you, I am just strengthening my spiritual pressure. .”

"Strengthen...reiatsu?" Rukia Kuchiki's eyes widened, and she felt that she could no longer remain silent.

"How to strengthen it?" Tony Stark said suddenly. Although he was wary of Aizen, after carefully thinking about Aizen's performance in Bleach, he felt that he would not do such a stupid move. I sensed that there might be something inside.

"The power of the evil god." Aizen said frankly. He made everything clear about his previous speculations, as well as the fact that he would be corrupted by the evil god, the ghost lantern, and the moon without sacrifice, and finally get feedback from the evil god's power.

The scene fell into silence for a long time.

Then, with a very tacit understanding, many members of the council suddenly turned their heads and looked at the figure sitting on the bronze throne. Their hearts were shaken and their expressions were different.

"Have I offered you a sacrifice and been favored in the end?" Ying Zheng felt uneasy and said softly, "This is really familiar."

China has had a tradition of offering sacrifices since ancient times, but with the passage of time, this kind of offering has become more like a custom. It’s not that I really hope that the gods will give me any favor.

However, Ying Zheng now suddenly learned that the ritual might be useful.

As for why they were not favored in the past... it might be that the sacrifices they gave were wrong, or the sacrifices they held were wrong... or it might even be that there was no real god in their world.

"The previous spell about the Wheel of Fortune?" Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and he remembered the matter deeply in his heart.

"So, can you get rewards for hunting evil gods in those worlds? Aren't you doing voluntary work?" Although Tony Stark's words were funny, his expression was very solemn. He looked at Su Han with surprise and uncertainty in his pupils. Shock, awe and other emotions.