Some things had been misjudged.
For instance, Ji Li had overestimated how special he was—or rather, how important his mission was.
Then there was the question of whether the theory that the Heavenly Sea was trapped inside the barrier held any truth.
And even though the Skin Peeling Ghost stood above many other ghosts, it still seemed as fragile as grass before the Heavenly Sea.
The so-called human-skin barrier was clearly a further refinement of the dark red barrier. Yet despite all the effort spent on it, and even obtaining a piece of Ji Li's skin, it proved thinner than paper.
The human skin overhead turned to ash in an instant, unable to offer even the slightest struggle or resistance.
As a result, the power looming over the Skin Peeling Ghost and Ji Li lost none of its momentum.
Ji Li's pupils trembled slightly. A gray aura immediately rose of its own accord, more than twice as dense as before, as though seeking to seize control of this corpse by force.
His long hair spread at an astonishing speed, growing even longer than it had at the Zhumahuiguan Club.
But perhaps because of this close encounter with the Heavenly Sea, the Gray Soul suffered the same intense suppression as the Skin Peeling Ghost and still could not completely take over Ji Li's consciousness.
For now, Ji Li remained the master of this body.
The situation had become dire. Such terrifying Tianhai Power far exceeded what he could withstand. All he could do was stand there and await its arrival.
This was clearly the power of rules.
Nothing in the world stood above the rules.
During a Reception Mission, ghosts were constrained by rules, paths to survival and death arose from rules, and everything had to operate according to them.
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