The Illusion of Dominance!

Chen Ye hovered ten thousand meters in the air. Wind rushed into his robes from every direction.

They snapped and billowed. He did not look down.

His gaze swept across every battlefield below without lingering on any of them.

Rocks charged through the fighting with his long blade wreathed in black flames. Every slash was savage and frenzied.

Whitebeard stood beside him, sending shockwaves from Murakumogiri.

An invisible hammer came crashing down. The knights' defensive position crumbled inch by inch.

Saint Galin spat blood. His armor caved in.

Two of the world's strongest fighters crushed him together. He was in dire straits.

Chen Ye's gaze passed over the carnage without stopping.

He looked toward the sky on the other side. Shanks stood firm despite having only one arm.

Gryphon traced crimson arcs through the air. Blood-red slashes collided furiously.

Red and black Conqueror's Haki tore apart half the sky. Shamrock was already showing signs of exhaustion.

Blood seeped from several sword wounds on his body. Shanks remained composed.

He was calmly practicing his swordsmanship. Chen Ye's gaze passed over the flashing blades.

It did not stop. His eyes climbed higher.

Past every battlefield, they locked onto the highest point.

That stretch of sky.

Luffy and Imu were dueling there. Gold and shadow churned the heavens.

Each clash unleashed a ring of force, shredding the clouds for dozens of miles around.

Luffy wielded Nika's First Generation Divine Weapon, his body a twisting streak of golden light.

His path through the air defied reason. He flipped and bounded.

The greatsword stretched, whipped around, and folded, raining absurd blows down on Imu.

A faint light stirred deep in Chen Ye's eyes.

He activated Observation Haki. His senses spread like an invisible net.

It extended from within him, silently covering the battlefield high above.