Thinking Above

Clang!

Sparks sprayed from the blade Niz swung.

He slashed madly, lightning-fast, at the black branches before him. But it was useless.

Only fine cracks appeared across the branches' surfaces, making them seem as though they were being damaged.

Yet those cracks appeared extremely slowly. At this rate, it would take at least five minutes to sever a single branch.

After countless strikes, only a few branches had broken. Niz was instantly overcome with despair.

Suddenly, Psychic Energy surged through his body. In an instant, he unleashed a Psychic Art that concealed and restrained his aura, then turned, closed his eyes, and shifted his position.

Pfft!

At his original position, a cluster of branches suddenly pierced through, narrowly missing his body.

"Psychic Art: Twin Shadows!" Cold sweat streamed down Niz's entire body. With the Psychic Art's enhancement, he became faster and more agile.

At the same time, he split off a shadow and sent it charging in another direction.

Pfft!

All of a sudden, pain shot through Niz's back.

His entire body stiffened, and he could no longer move where he stood.

Branches grew from beneath his feet, climbing and spreading until they rapidly wrapped around and covered his entire body. At last, even his final eye was completely obscured.

And behind Niz, Wei He's tall figure had appeared at some unknown point.

His black hair was the true weapon that had just pierced Niz.

Countless strands of hair were like threadworms, wildly stabbing through every part of Niz's body.

The Psychic Energy around Niz tried to block and isolate them, but before the immense gap in strength—

It was all meaningless.

Having completed the Thousand-Eyed Demon, coupled with his original strength and Psychic Energy suppression—

Wei He had now completely reached the limits of the Fission level.

"This feeling