Jin An streaked through the bizarre space, each step like a spark igniting in the darkness, bursting with fleeting brilliance.
His blade-sharp gaze remained fixed on Imu standing not far away.
Imu's aura was calm and unhurried, as though this confrontation did not merit any attention at all.
Imu's voice slowly rang out, carrying a chilling calm:
"Interesting, isn't it?
"You keep probing my strength, while I—"
Imu lightly raised a hand. Light instantly gathered at the fingertips, as though it could devour everything.
"—can always display even greater power."
The instant those words fell, space abruptly twisted. An indescribable pressure descended, and Jin An's muscles tensed as he instinctively twisted aside.
Then, where he had originally stood, space directly shattered, turning into endless nothingness as though it had never existed.
Jin An silently watched Imu. His heartbeat remained steady, but his pupils contracted slightly.
Every probe he made seemed to push Imu into displaying a deeper level of power, yet Imu remained completely at ease, as though their limits had never been touched.
Imu smiled faintly, that smile carrying an unsettling undertone.
"This is interesting, isn't it?"
Imu strolled forward leisurely, as though walking through a garden rather than a battlefield steeped in destruction.
Imu did not attack, merely watching Jin An in silence with a hint of mockery in their eyes, as though waiting for his next move.
Jin An said nothing. He merely slowly tightened his grip on the blade in his hand.
Though he was still probing, he had already understood one fact—
Imu's power was unfathomable. They might even be more terrifying than he had imagined.
However, he had never retreated.
Since the probing had ended here, there was no need to hold back any longer.
This was a boundless darkness, like a corner abandoned