Dissociation and Haze

What happened?

For a moment, Yellow Beard felt a chill that seeped into his very bones...

In the blink of an eye, a raging storm howled in from behind.

Just as the Seeds of Heroes braved the Stone-faced Craftsmen's counterattack and charged into the main hall, thunder exploded.

A vast torrent of mercury surged like boiling liquid, silver streaks shooting forth one after another!!

Like countless hands reaching out from the darkness—dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Slender and cold, swaying with bewitching grace, rising and falling soundlessly.

Cruelly seizing control of everything!

The sound of air being torn apart rang without end as innumerable silver threads rapidly stretched and multiplied, enveloping the entire hall.

They were unbelievably light, as tiny as dust.

Though they seemed so fragile that a puff of breath could snap them in two, once broken in the middle, they connected with other threads again. Like living things, they took root upon landing and spread once more.

Amid the storm and collisions, flames roared and shockwaves spread. Within that scalp-numbing chaos, those utterly insignificant silver threads were thoroughly torn apart, ripped, severed, and vaporized again and again... Yet immediately afterward, they mended and spread anew, multiplying exponentially! In the span of a finger snap, endless pallid white filled the space before them.

So dazzling, yet so cold.

They even made no distinction between friend and foe... eagerly extending toward him.

"You bastard, what are you doing?!"

Yellow Beard was horrified, unable to tell whether he had fallen into an ice pit or a furnace. Instinctively, he raised the Cliff Edge Shield and let out a furious roar. Flames and smoke instantly billowed outward, vaporizing all the mercury that had entered the Realm of Encirclement and forcing it away.

He glared at Ji Jue.

"Ah, excuse me,