The Limit of Imagination, Humanity's Pinnacle-Grandmaster of Imperial Spirit Technique! Perhaps He Possessed Ghost God-Level Combat Power

The instant the eighty-first major aperture was opened, Uesugi Tetsu did not focus on it.

His attention had already been completely stolen away.

It was his "skin."

The strange changes occurring throughout his skin and the agony they produced left Uesugi Tetsu no chance to think before he was plunged into them.

It was as if every inch of his skin were being slowly and clumsily sliced off with a rusty, blunt knife, flesh and all.

Then his entire sheet of skin was soaked in thousands-of-degrees, black-red, churning magma before being thrown into liquid helium below minus two hundred degrees in the blink of an eye.

Cold and heat alternated in an instant. The sensations of carbonization and freezing could easily shatter hundreds or thousands of warriors possessing iron wills.

Next came a thousand cuts, ten thousand slashes, as if performed by someone who had studied in the palace, followed by having everything sewn back together and then peeled off a second, third, and... countless times.

The most unreasonable part was that although his skin had already been peeled from his body, the nerves on it could still transmit sensations normally.

In fact, they had become even clearer!

Every bit of pain and torment was delivered to Uesugi Tetsu in its entirety, without the slightest residue, allowing him to "savor" it beautifully an unknown number of times.

The Abyss of Skin.

—Those who fell into the abyss would surely endure the pain that only the abyss could bring.

Yet from the outside, no one could tell anything was wrong.

In Kaga Kiyomitsu's eyes, Uesugi Tetsu's entire body had merely flushed red in an instant, as if water could be squeezed from his skin.

Koga circled Uesugi Tetsu twice in confusion and muttered,

"Strange... Why do I feel like Master's condition