Jigen's face went pale. In his eyes, that fist was enormous, nearly filling his entire field of vision. A terrifying aura enveloped him, pressing down so hard that he could barely breathe.
"Shikona!" Jigen finally came to his senses at the last moment. He activated his secret technique at the fastest speed of his life, shrinking himself to the size of an insect. After opening some distance, he instantly entered the Alternate Dimension.
"Hmm?" Ming Jing had not expected his punch to miss. That unparalleled force surged onward, tearing apart the white clouds and carving a long rift through the sky, seemingly stretching to the end of heaven and sea.
"He actually dodged it. How unbelievable." Ming Jing narrowed his eyes. He could no longer sense Jigen's presence. It seemed this guy had a Pocket Dimension of his own.
"You think hiding in a Pocket Dimension means you're safe? How naive." Ming Jing sneered and traced a circle through the air with his right hand. A Space Gate opened before him, and he slowly floated inside. During their earlier fight, Ming Jing had left his mark on Jigen. There were quite a few people in this world who wielded Space Ninjutsu. It was always best to be cautious.
This Alternate Dimension was utterly barren, its sky a lifeless gray. In the distance, a huge and strangely familiar monster stood with its mouth wide open toward the heavens, as if waiting for the sky to toss it some food.
"What a desolate world." Ming Jing sighed. He raised his left hand, and a golden Little Sun appeared above his palm. Then, the Little Sun drifted into the sky, bathing the land in warm sunlight. The formerly gray and hazy sky became clear.
"So this is your trump card? A second Ten-Tails?"