Two minutes earlier
Inside the hundred-meter-tall green plant.
Yu Jing broke through layer after layer of tentacles with his spear and Rakshasa Palm, finally reaching the very top.
Fang He's naked body was curled into a ball, her entire body covered in indescribable yellow tentacles.
These tentacles differed from those Yu Jing had seen before. Slender branches grew from their surfaces, connecting completely with Fang He's subcutaneous nerves and helping guide and regulate the plant essence flowing through her body. They even reached into the level of her soul.
"Fang He?"
Yu Jing's soft call received no response, so he placed his palm against Fang He's head.
Suddenly, several similar yellow tentacles wrapped around Yu Jing's body from all sides.
Likewise, tiny branches sprouted from their surfaces, establishing contact with his subcutaneous nerve tissue and even brushing against the ethereal soul within his body, gradually 'opening' his sealed soul through stimulation.
That was not all. The alien plant organism inside Yu Jing's right arm actively grew a strand of vines and reached toward Fang He's brow.
Yu Jing, I, the King in Yellow—Hastur, don't fully understand the origin of the plant inside you either. Because of that, I can't estimate how great your potential will be in the future. The assistance I've provided in this competition is—to strengthen your soul connection with the little female ghost. But the height you can ultimately reach will still depend on your own efforts, Yu Jing.
At this moment, Yu Jing had no time to listen to Hastur's telepathic message.
Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, Yu Jing cast aside all distracting thoughts and slowly merged with Fang He, whose soul was open.
I wonder if everyone remembers that before the battle, Yu Jing proposed completely suppressing the secondary personalities within his body. The