The Supreme of Haki Is a Tidal Wave of Spirit; the End of Strength Is the Other Shore of the Flesh!

Kaido said that only Haki can transcend all things.

Rocks had also expressed similar views in his book, "Haki, From Beginner to Tomb".

Ortolan once regarded this as truth, but today, his strength has long surpassed Kaido's, and even surpassed Rocks'.

Regarding the assessment of strength, Ortolan now has a broad perspective and his own unique insights.

Perhaps before reaching the so-called other shore, there are different levels of strength, such as Haki, power, ability and other miscellaneous branches, with varying degrees of strength. At that time, Haki did indeed have a kind of aura that surpassed all things.

But once you reach the other shore, as Imu said, all paths lead to the same destination, and all things return to one. At this point, there is no longer any distinction between these kinds of beings.

You are a perfect and flawless one, and so am I!

As the thunder tore through the overwhelming tide of Haki, Imu's slender figure delivered a powerful punch to Ortolan.

Ortolan felt the overwhelming, earth-shattering Haki rushing towards him, but he neither dodged nor avoided it; he met it head-on with a punch!

Just as spring snow meets the warm sunshine, Ortolan's domineering Haki, honed over many years, was quickly suppressed when faced with Imu's surging, powerful, and unreasonable Haki. It crumbled almost instantly, with no power to resist whatsoever.

In this process, Ortolan seemed to see the world, history, and the past.

This punch was filled with Imu's conviction!

Within that Haki, a magnificent world unfolded, revealing centuries of history. He seemed to see Great Kingdom amidst ruins, and the legendary twenty kings. These images flashed through Ortolan's senses: the Ancient Weapon Uranus, Pluto, and even Poseidon from centuries past whom he had never seen before, along with countless other figures...

Haki is the condensation of spirit and energy; the Conqueror's Haki is the summation and refinement of a person's experiences, and the ultimate goal of all spiritual pursuits.

This strike, Imu named 'The World', the world Imu had walked through, experienced, and felt!

In that instant, Ortolan felt his own insignificance amidst this surging Haki. Eight hundred years was simply too long. The dazzling and incredibly rich culture of Imu even made Ortolan momentarily lose his way.

When a hint of disorientation appeared in Ortolan's gaze, a look of regretful disappointment flashed in Imu's eyes.

It seemed that Ortolan had not been able to resist this Haki power, and he was somewhat saddened.

The disappointment of finding a suitable person, only to discover that they were not as excellent as he had imagined, instantly enveloped his heart.

But the next second, before the regret could fade, Ortolan's eyes brightened instantly, like a sapling taking root in a rock during a storm, growing rapidly and no longer having the possibility of being uprooted.

"What a magnificent sight, Imu!" Ortolan exclaimed amidst the raging wind and rain.

If he hadn't ultimately found his almost lost self within this magnificent painting, and discovered another world that didn't belong to Imu, this attack would have been a direct defeat.

"As expected of the one I've chosen, Ortolan!" Imu exclaimed excitedly.

Clearly, faced with Ortolan's sobriety, he was not disappointed at all, but even more excited!

Ortolan's Haki dissipated. No matter how hard he tried, at least at this moment, his Haki was absolutely incomparable to Imu's; it was the weight of time that could not be crossed!

It is the accumulation of Imu over eight hundred years, how could it be easily surpassed by anyone!?

However, Ortolan also possesses an unparalleled and inaccessible power!

After the Haki on his fist dissipated, what gathered was his unparalleled and invincible absolute power!

Imu's Haki was like a mountain in front of him, while Ortolan's power was like a fierce dragon attacking the mountain!

Within that Haki, the vibrant and colorful world began to be squeezed by the pure power of Ortolan. Whether it was the world or history, whether it was the unfolding past or the imagined future, everything that was gathered in the overwhelming Haki of Imu ultimately lost its crushing momentum in the face of this absolute power!

With a bang, the Haki was shattered and dispersed, and Ortolan's fist slammed heavily into Imu's fist!

The unparalleled force caused Imu's feet to tremble, and the solid ground of the training ground instantly shattered. Small fragments of stone, like cannonballs, shot up from beneath his feet and embedded themselves in the castle of the Holy Knights, hundreds of meters away. The castle was then blasted down by this force and reduced to ruins.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sky was not torn apart, space was not shattered, and the black Inazuma that should have appeared where the powerful figures clashed completely fell silent, without making a sound.

When that Haki was released, this earth-shattering blow appeared before the two of them as if it were the fists of ordinary people clashing, without leaking out the slightest bit of force or pressure!

Imu's incomparably powerful and world-class Haki flowed continuously into Ortolan's body, causing Ortolan's eyes to become bloodshot and his breathing to become increasingly heavy and forceful!

The destructive and wild power of Ortolan was also surging into Imu's body. Imu's reserved noble demeanor and kingly style were completely gone. He looked like a country bumpkin with a ferocious expression and was panting heavily.

Imu was not strong, and his body appeared somewhat slender, but at this moment it was as solid as steel that had been forged a thousand times. It was so solid that even Ortolan's wild and violent power could not destroy it!

It is a Haki forging!

For hundreds of years, Imu has honed his inner and outer self to the extreme with Haki!

Although not born with Steel Bones and Iron Muscles, I have reached this level, or even higher!

At this moment, it seems that supreme Haki and ultimate power are evenly matched!

A moment later, Ortolan and Imu exchanged a glance, their tacit understanding unwavering, and simultaneously withdrew the domineering Haki and power they had been applying to each other.

When these two forces disappeared, the ground around the two instantly turned into a thick layer of dust. The sea breeze blew by, swirling up the Smoke-Smoke, and it quickly dissipated.

"Just as I suspected, no matter what kind of power it is, once it reaches this level, there is no longer any distinction between high and low..." Imu said softly.

"Yes, the Haki power, after reaching the supreme level, is actually such a great force, which is truly beyond my expectations..." Ortolan also sighed.

That punch was terrifying. I'm afraid that anyone weaker than Imu would have their mental world utterly destroyed after that punch.

Haki and supreme, it is a spiritual frenzy!

Looking at it now, Ortolan seemed to be standing on the other side of physical strength, while Imu stood at the end of the spiritual world.

"The price is also quite high, isn't it?" Imu murmured softly upon hearing this.

Because his spiritual world had reached its end, he increasingly felt that his soul was decaying. If no new light shone in, this magnificent world would eventually decay, fall silent, and collapse, never to stir up any more waves.

That's why Imu wants to find a new future and a new way out, and that's why he can abandon everything he has now without hesitation!

Ortolan wasn't sure if he would encounter such a problem in the future, but there was no need to think about it now.

The two exchanged only one blow, but that one blow was already unparalleled in the world and was enough to measure their strength!

Each had their own new experiences and insights, and Imu and Ortolan seemed to be immersed in their own worlds, neither of them speaking anymore.

About half an hour later, the two of them woke up at the same time from their own little worlds.

"Besides that world, do you have any other killing moves that can defeat me?" Ortolan asked directly.

Imu shook his head and said, "Although it was only one strike, it was my strongest attack, a culmination of nearly nine years of my Haki and willpower, yet it still didn't defeat you..."

After a pause, Imu asked, "Besides that punch that reached the pinnacle of power, do you have any other means to defeat me?"

"That's not the end of power; it still needs a crown..." Ortolan said with a confident smile.

As he spoke, Ortolan slowly extended a finger. Immediately, a surging, seemingly endless, thunderous power began to gather from within his body, converging from his entire being, from the inside out, towards a single point—the raised finger.

Seeing this, Imu's eyes lit up with anticipation and excitement as he asked, "Is it you, Im? Did you finish off Whitebeard Zi's attack?"

"That's right, I made a promise to him that I would use this strike to send him on his way, so in order to keep my promise, I used this power... However, with his so-called 'strongest' strength, it is not commensurate with my strike. Today, my strike has finally found its true target..." Ortolan said, while lowering his body.

With body and mind united, and all energy and spirit concentrated at a single point, Ortolan pointed forward with a single finger and then asked, "Want to try it? The so-called limit of power?"

"Come!" Imu exuded an aura of Haki, standing firmly on the ground without dodging or avoiding, looking at Ortolan with expectant eyes.

Perhaps, he has been waiting all along, waiting for someone to defeat him and truly unleash the ultimate power in the world!

"This technique, unwavering and relentless, is the ultimate goal of power, the other shore of the physical body!!!" Ortolan said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved. His tall, burly, and robust body transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning, which surged and flowed out at an extremely fast speed, arriving in front of Imu and stopping there!

Using a single point to break through the entire surface, Imu's Haki was clearly unable to withstand the light.

Looking at Imu, a look of shock appeared on his face, as if he had not yet recovered from that flash of light.

At this moment, Ortolan stood in front of Imu, his finger already embedded in Imu's chest. Drip, drip, bright red blood flowed down the wound to Ortolan's wrist, and then fell to the ground.

"Is this the end of power?" Imu murmured softly, his eyes filled with shock, which gradually turned into satisfaction.

"You really trust me, not dodging or avoiding at all. If this blow had landed on your heart, you could be saying goodbye to this world right now." Ortolan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised as he pulled his finger from Imu's chest.

That's right, this attack didn't hit a vital spot, but rather Imu's chest, which would cause some injury, but wouldn't kill him.

"You have no reason to kill me." Imu replied casually, then closed his eyes, seemingly not wanting to pay attention to Ortolan, still savoring the blow that had just pierced through his world.

"Unwavering and consistent... it's truly beautiful and elegant." Imu closed his eyes, smacked his lips, and savored the taste.

He lost, but he felt no resentment; on the contrary, he was very pleased and satisfied.

Because his decaying spirit, because of this strike, has gained a beautiful new look. Perhaps if he completely erases these insights, his domineering Haki will become even stronger!