"Boss, watch out!"
The secondary personality moved as fast as lightning. The instant he sensed danger, he transformed into a demon and shot black hair from his palm, intending to pull Yu Jing back.
Unexpectedly, the black hair withered and rotted away completely under the dense ghostly aura as it flew.
The ghost hand was about to strike. The danger was extreme.
The white mask went on.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
It felt like something had slammed into the surface of an AT field. The ghost hand's nails touched the chaotic surface of Formless Chaos, sending gray ripples spreading constantly. Unable to break through, Yu Jing eventually escaped through the opening.
At the same time, a mouth formed on the white mask and began speaking in a low voice in the language of the Old World.
Formless Brain Domain.
After undergoing the process of unification, the Yellow Robe Chaos inside Yu Jing had already been assimilated.
Although he could still cast Yellow Robe Secret Art as usual, its essence had become an attribute-less gray body of Formless Chaos.
A gray brain formed beneath Yu Jing's feet.
In an instant, the ghostly aura inside the cavernous treasury was dispersed over a wide area. Only then did they finally see the General Administrator's true form clearly. Yu Jing and the secondary personality both froze for a moment.
"This qilin arm is a little too ridiculous..."
A ghost.
The General Administrator had been able to fly unaided since long ago. His body now floated in the air, his sleeves on both sides torn apart, revealing true "ghost arms" growing from his body.
They were roughly five meters long. Like tree trunks, the arms had countless branch-like offshoots, with nearly a hundred ghost hands growing across their surfaces.
Muscle, filth, and ghost claws—those were the