"That strong... The gap between Apostles was indeed quite obvious. Or perhaps Faceless had simply been far too arrogant. I never expected the difference to be this great before our powers were completely unsealed... If I can't obtain control of the world, I'm afraid I'll die here."
When Yu Ming's severely wounded body burst out from the ground, the nearby plants immediately gathered around to heal and replenish him.
Had Yu Ming not made such a decisive choice earlier and used his currently hardest arms to block the Traveler's kick, reducing the force that ultimately struck his body to one-tenth—
Otherwise, Yu Ming would likely have been killed outright by that kick.
"It seems that old bastard Ksitigarbha truly left a contingency within Francis's Brain. From the very beginning, Ksitigarbha never intended to wholeheartedly serve as a pawn for Faceless. He kept the most important piece in his own hands."
Yu Ming communicated with the nearby plants and learned that everything around them—whether inorganic matter like rocks and soil or organic matter like plants—all displayed a certain tendency toward a particular direction within the independent world.
Deep underground, the Traveler was somewhat surprised that Yu Ming had not been severely injured or even killed by his kick. Instead, Yu Ming had used the recoil to retreat from beneath the earth.
After all, the Traveler had used nearly his full strength in that kick. By all logic, Yu Ming's body should have exploded from its inner core, after which a little more effort would have been enough to kill him completely.
Just as the Traveler was preparing to give chase, he frowned and looked toward the enormous Francis's Brain beside him, which resembled nothing more than a dead object. He then turned to look to one side.
At that moment,