Human nature was evil from the start.
When people were weak, they could only vent their discontent through crying.
Once they gained power, they would vent their anger with their fists.
However, constrained by laws and regulations, even if they truly took action, their fear of legal punishment would stop them from venting their anger once it reached a certain threshold.
But... when there were no restraints, the evil in human nature would erupt completely.
"You bastard! What the hell is going on!?"
Pinned beneath him, Du Kun had only his head restrained, leaving his limbs free to move.
Thus, during the process, countless blades grew across Du Kun's body, constantly slicing into Yu Jing's flesh... Logically speaking, Yu Jing should have suffered more injuries than Du Kun.
Yet the fist in Yu Jing's hand had never slowed in the slightest.
"Smack!"
As his fist came crashing down, Yu Jing's eyes were as cold as those of a dead thing.
The eleventh punch.
The ghostly aura condensed around Du Kun's face was scattered. His nasal bones were crushed and flattened by a single punch, and blood streamed down.
The fifteenth punch.
Cracks began to form in the bones of his face, and his left eye shattered.
The twenty-third punch.
His skull cracked apart.
"Ah... you bastard! Ghost Form Liberation!"
Du Kun could not take it anymore. The special planetary core embedded in his chest began to change in tandem with his body.
In an instant, countless invisible blades floated around Du Kun's body, slicing at super-high speed and reaching the limit of what Yu Jing's body could heal from.
With his crucial tendons severed, his movements slowed.
Left with no choice, Du Kun cut off the hair he was being held by once again, then slapped both palms against