"The lock on effect of Wolf's Mouth was absolute. I couldn't evade it, and for the time being, I had no way to alter or counter it."
Ji Jue sighed regretfully and shrugged. "So I could only settle for the next best thing. When the Circle Realm collapsed, I used my own Circle Realm to pry open a crack from the inside out..."
What the hell was that?
Inayat looked increasingly dumbfounded. Eldest Brother, are you kidding me?
It was simply too bizarre.
Then, right before his eyes, Ji Jue raised both hands and brought them together—two Circle Realms overlapped and intertwined, triggering an exponential qualitative change. The moment his palms opened again, the two Formless Circle Realms collided and intensified. In that instant of eruption, he used the destruction of Self's Circle Realm to wound Wolf's Mouth!
If he could not evade the lock-on, then he would escape the Circle Realm itself.
He had poured out all of Ji Jue's strength and exhausted his remaining Spiritual Substance, finally seizing that infinitesimal chance in his hands!
Before Wolf's Mouth closed, he finally pried open a negligible gap between its teeth.
A gap was still a gap. No matter how tiny or insignificant it was, the instant it appeared, the odds of escape were no longer in doubt. Like a lizard shedding its tail, he had merely sacrificed one palm to force the crack open. The certain killing blow that should have been impossible to evade lost its way before Ji Jue.
This was a method that no one else would ever use.
They would not even think of it.
After all, setting aside whether it would succeed, doing this would certainly greatly damage the completeness and internal stability of one's Circle Realm. It could even harm the user and cause