Ji Jue died peacefully.
More precisely, the entire process went like this: Ji Jue got up, Ji Jue charged over, Ji Jue died.
He fully demonstrated the qualities and advantages a young person ought to possess, especially his remarkable proficiency in the area of—
'Falling asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.'
From beginning to end, Ye Xian used only one move.
She neither used a matrix nor a blessing, nor did she mobilize any power or spirit essence beyond Ji Jue's. She had not even changed her tactics, as though she simply didn't know about the Lead Layer padded against his chest for defense.
She raised her hand toward the center of his body.
And pressed down.
"Disintegration Art?"
As he charged forward violently, Ji Jue was startled—and even more wary. He even spared no expense, consuming most of his spirit essence to reinforce the stability of the Spirit Essence Circuit within his body.
If it came down to a contest of fundamentals, he might still have a chan—
Bang!
His vision blackened.
And then there was no then.
In that instant, what met him was neither a contest of fundamentals between Disintegration Arts, nor a silent spirit essence vibration slipping into the gaps.
It was an even more inconceivable, violent impact.
It was as though the frequency of the Disintegration Art's transformations, its total spirit essence, and even its output limit had all been raised dozens or hundreds of times, before exploding across every aspect of his body, consciousness, matrix, blessing, and even soul!
Defense was useless. Caution was useless. Even if one had made pre-arranged preparations against the Disintegration Art, it would still be useless.
This was no longer a fierce assault targeting weaknesses revealed through Insight.
—It was outright directed demolition!
The Lead Layer collapsed