Seeing that Benjamin was completely unscathed, the Tripe creature simply refused to believe it.
It clutched the Reflection Prism tightly. Dark yellow bodily fluid continuously seeped from its ruptured wounds, staining its already battered body in an even more miserable state, yet its cloudy eyes churned with an almost crazed obstinacy.
Buzz—
The Reflection Prism turned once more. The dim mirror surface split open, revealing a pitch-black passage to the Reflected Dimension. The terrifying dimensional disparity produced by the contact between dimensions once again swept toward Benjamin.
Benjamin remained where he was, with no intention of moving a step.
The dimensional passage swept over his Dharma Image like an insignificant breeze, and the dark-gold Dharma Image did not even ripple.
"Impossible!!!"
The Tripe creature's pupils contracted. With a low roar, it activated the Reflection Prism again.
Passages to the Reflected Dimension opened and closed without pause, making the entire void resemble a scroll painting being ripped apart again and again.
Yet no matter how the Reflected Dimension opened, the dimensional disparity that could instantly erase a Level 8 creature had no effect whatsoever on Benjamin.
Later on, Benjamin even deliberately shrank his Dharma Image somewhat, ensuring that the dimensional passage could cover its entire body.
A Dharma Image was essentially a form of energy. Before it had been fully transformed into a true form, its size could naturally be adjusted.
However, as an energy exoskeleton, its combat power truly changed with its size. Shrinking the Dharma Image did indeed substantially reduce its fighting strength.
The Tripe creature could clearly sense that the enemy's energy fluctuations had weakened considerably, but even so, the opened dimensional passages still could not inflict any harm upon him.
Upon realizing this, the tentacles holding the Reflection Prism began to tremble faintly.
More and more dark