Meanwhile, within Hecuo Mundo, Gremmy was overlooking Ichigo, who was now stored in a giant orb of the sap of a massive tree surrounded by twelve other clones of himself while Lille looked on in concern.

'Are you able to reverse his condition?' Lille asked, and Gremmy shook his head.

'Beyond simply healing him? No,' The young man answered dejectedly. 'Barragan had not only aged Kuroksai to the limits of what most people can naturally live in the soul society. But he also infused him with much of his spiritual energy.' He lowered his head. 'Even with all my clones using celestial Teir three Gaia and Ichigo's overwhelming spiritual power, it will take months of this treatment for him to get back to normal,' he looked up to Ichigo. 'Time of which we do not have'

Lille then sighed. 'If only either of us could have backed him up sooner. Then none of these would happen.' He stared up at Ichigo. 'But there has to be some other way to help him!'

Aizen then steps in. 'I believe I may have the answer to that.' He then pulled something out of his golden captain Haori, and both Lille and Gremmy looked at it in shock.

Meanwhile, within the Silbern above the soul society. The battle between Quincy and Hollow King ranged on as the earth below shook and crumbled while the clouds across the realm split and disbursed. At the same time, the dimensions of the Dangai and the Garatana between the three worlds began to crack and splinter.

(Soundtrack of Choice: Twilight of the Gods)

Yhwach clashed with his five floating swords against Against Barragan's single large axe. Yet as The Quincy's great swords aged, rusted, and faded. The Hollow's Axe remains ever strong and deadly, having not diminished in the slightest.

Grunting in frustration, Yhwach raised his right hand and closed it into a fist. Then, all five of his great swords flew and spread across the sky above him and Barragan for several miles apart, and by thrusting his fist backward, several beams of light connected to the five swords, forming a massive pentagram in the sky. It was then filled with brilliant white light that radiated brighter than the sun.

'Göttliche Kunst:...' Yhwach announced, thrusting his left fist toward and stretching out his hand.

'Himmelstor' (Heaven's Gate)

Then, trillions of arrows shot down from the humungous glowing pentagram in the sky, though they looked less like a swarm of projectiles and more like a divine flood of light pouring from the sky. Each has enough power to kill a Hooler beast several times over, and all together, they could have cracked open the very planet of the Soul Society had they not dispersed upon missing their target.

Yet Barragan, with a mere wave of his right hand, conjured a barrier of black haze over his head, and the numerous arrows all aged harmlessly into dust upon contact—much to Yhwach's irritation and then to add further insult. The Vasto Lorde swung his axe and unleashed a consecrated wave of black miasma at the arrows, cutting through them without pause and eventually reaching the massive glowing pentagram in the sky and shattering its pieces like glass. At the same time, aging away, it remains into nothingness.

'Is this the best you can do, Yhwach?' Barragan asked in disappointment. 'For I have yet to use my full power against you.' He then chuckled. 'But then again, I supposed I was expecting too much for a man already halfway into his grave'

Yhwach ground his teeth in frustration as he raised his left hand and directed all five of his floating swords to point at the arrogant hollow King, and from their tips, orbs of highly constructed spiritual power radiated from them.

'Are you trying to wear me down by continuing to blast me apart?' Barragan asked tauntingly. 'You will only wear down what little power you have left and risk letting the entire world crumble into chaos, ' his voice lowered. 'And we both know you do not have the heart to commit such a deed'

Yhwach then smirked. 'Who said anything about blasting you apart?' Then, before Barragan could say anything else, dozens of rays of light shot out of the sword tips and homed in on the Hollow King. Even as he attempted to dodge them and when he tried to destroy them with a wave of his respire, the beams of light assimilated the tar-like miasma and grew even bigger before hitting the Arrancar's body. Then, the beams focused and emended themselves into nine orbs on the King's body. One was on his forehead, left and right hands, and feet; another was in the center of his chest; two others were right below it, and one was in front of his neck.

Then, from all nine of those orbs, fresh branches spread out from them that crossed over not only to soul society but also to the world of the living, Hueco Mundo, and even to the valley of the screams in the Garatana.

'Divine Art: Weltbaum, ' Yhwach Announced as he walked to the imprisoned Barragan. 'A technique that channels the reshi from all the worlds to bind and restrict a singular foe who proven to be more than my match.'

Barragan then glared at Yhwach as he began to raise his Spiritual power. 'And you believe that this imprisonment can entrap me?' The Hollow King challenged, and the Quincy monarch remained passive.

'Indefinitely no...' he then reaches out his left hand and merges all seven swords into one large Greatsword three times larger than Yhwach, thrusting it into the midsection of Barragan and making him grunt in pain. 'Just long enough so that I can absorb your power, break it down, and render you back into the powerless Hollow that you were before, and since these roots are now bound to your very spiritual energy, if you try to rot them away, you will suffer the same fate!'

Barragan then chucked. 'So you seek to defeat me by leeching off the power I gain instead of using your own?' He laughed lowly. 'You truly have fallen from whatever grace you had, Yhwach'

The Soul King then glared at the Hollow. 'Insult me how you wish, Barragan, but this battle ends in my favor!'

The Arrancar King then gave a knowing look to Yhwach.

(Soundtrack of Choice: Lucifers Dance" Pt. B_Opus1

'Does it?'

Suddenly, the Quincy Monarch noticed, to his bafflement, that the sky quickly shifted from night to day as the sun and moon rose and fell over the horizon, and immediately, his body began to weaken, and the roots that bound Barragan began to wane.

'For someone who can foretell and change the future, you are quite short-sighted,' Barragan mocked. 'Or perhaps that, even you cannot escape the ravages of time despite your foresight.' Day and night shifted once more, and Yhwach was brought to his knees with the vines now barely holding the Arrancar in place.'

'But, how-!?'

'Isn't it obvious Yhwach?' Barragan interrupted. 'My power is not limited to aging and reversing time for me or others. But rather the entirety of everything, including this very world' He looked down on the groveling Quincy Monarch. 'And while this may be a mild inconvenience to most spiritual beings. To you who must absorb the souls of countless living beings daily to maintain your life and power...it must be outright fatal to you, especially when all your daily gains are rapidly undone'

Another day and night then shifted, and the Quincy King collapsed to the floor while the roots finally fell from Barragan's body and crumbled away into dust.

'You should be grateful, Yhwach...' The Hollow said as he walked, standing over his enemy's fallen body. 'For I assure you that once I devour you and take away your power as the Reio. I will use it far more properly than you ever could'

Barragan then lowered his head towards Yhwach, who closed his eyes in seeming acceptance of his defeat...until he smiled when a familiar shadow hovered over him.

'Sorry, you old fossil,' A young voice of a man said while branding two black blades at the Hollow, who stared at the figure in perplexity.

'But you are not taking away anything,' said Ichigo, who was back in his youthful form with a glowing purple orb radiating from his chest.