The palace scene formed from cosmic space looked remarkably real.
Yu Jing's body was embedded in the wall. Shattered stones flew everywhere, and the seawater-like protective membrane covering his soul churned violently, almost breaking apart.
"I'll gladly take the head of the renowned Azure Emperor."
Relying solely on physical speed, he instantly arrived before Yu Jing, his palm turned into a blade as he slashed horizontally.
Whoosh!
The wall was easily cut with a palm-width groove. However, no flesh and blood splattered—Yu Jing had escaped in time through spatial transfer.
Atop the statue farthest from Ganesha at the front of the main hall, Yu Jing's body was wrapped in countless plants. They removed his broken ribs and repaired the injuries caused by that unexpected punch.
Fortunately, I stabilized my soul... Otherwise, this would have been a real problem. As expected of one of the strongest figures among the World Government's younger generation. To throw that punch after erasing his killing intent and all emotions, leaving me no time to react... What a terrifying opponent.
In an ordinary battle,
before launching an attack, an opponent's body would release a unique kind of "Formless Qi." The most common example was killing intent.
Yu Jing could use this to determine whether the other party was truly attacking or merely feinting, allowing his body to immediately respond accordingly.
The alien plant organism inside him made the same judgment based on this cue.
Yet the punch Ganesha had suddenly thrown contained no Qi whatsoever.
Yu Jing had relied entirely on instinct to defend himself at the last moment. As a result, only a small amount of Formless Chaos had barely gathered on the surface of his body. Before it could take shape, it had already been scattered by the blow.
"He's terrifyingly strong. A casual