Now that was proper!
More than proper—it was downright perfect!
A slap from the Non-Attack Hand, plus the spirit essence impact of Disintegration Art · Scene Tremor—even the emperor of the Eternal Empire back then had never tasted something this pure. Lucky you.
After unleashing a rapid barrage of slaps, Ji Jue was still shaken. Heart Pivot had actually snuck up behind him without a sound and caught him off guard. It had scared the hell out of him.
If he had not been unsure whether the other party might escape or had some backup plan, Ji Jue might have reverted to his true form in a stress response!
Still, he had never seen a Heart Pivot this tough before.
The resilience of its consciousness and the stability of its spirit body far exceeded Ji Jue's expectations. Even after taking so many direct piercings from Chun Jun and impacts from Scene Tremor, it had somehow remained intact. Even when it teetered on the brink of collapse every time, it could swiftly reorganize and mend itself, as though it could tear its soul into countless pieces and stitch them back together again.
It was far too unreasonable. An ordinary person would have gone mad long ago after doing this—but who could say the other party was sane to begin with?
From beginning to end, its eyes remained icy, its malice profound.
"You really are... more than I gave you credit for..."
A hoarse voice emerged from the shattered spirit body as it trembled, cracked, and reassembled. Then, the astral body constructed from divided souls abruptly swelled and erupted.
The darkness within it burst forth like a geyser, turning into shadows that surged and ravaged the surroundings.
Like a compressed archive being unpacked.
In the most decisive and brutal manner, it undid