Everyone had different life experiences, different perspectives on the world, and naturally constructed different spiritual worlds. But one thing was universal: the resilience of one's spiritual world was determined by Spiritual Power and willpower.
If Zhang Yang had absorbed the Soul Ring as usual, then when faced with such an enormous influx of Soul Power, his mind would have become extremely tense and resilient.
But he was currently in a state of numbness. Although he had tried his best to focus, there was a subtle difference between voluntarily immersing himself and being forced to devote himself completely.
And that subtle difference could put Zhang Yang in danger.
But just as the Saint Illusion Demon Ape's soul tremor was about to strike Zhang Yang's spiritual world, a crooked-mouthed office worker suddenly appeared.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to have this trick too, Saint Illusion Demon Ape. Unfortunately, you can't beat me."
Bang!
Borsalino raised both hands and shoved forward. The tremor that was about to reach Zhang Yang's spiritual world came to an abrupt halt.
That movement closely resembled the moment during the Marineford War when the three Admirals joined forces to suppress Whitebeard's tremor attack on the execution platform.
"How could I let you destroy such a peaceful place?" Borsalino pursed his lips, his eyes seemingly filled with mockery.
As the soul tremor subsided, the Saint Illusion Demon Ape's final remnant of soul was completely extinguished. The [numbness] ability it had imposed on Zhang Yang also vanished instantly. As a result, Zhang Yang immediately felt as though he were bathing in magma again.
However, as mentioned before, feeling pain was a good thing. During the period when his senses had disappeared, the Soul Power cultivation pathways had been warped out of shape by the Soul Ring's power, which was entirely