(Second update)
Platinum Bishop Salas reappeared in the Dream World, still shaken. That was close. Good thing I never forced Yang Ming to reveal his trump card in reality. Otherwise, just like in the dream, he would have kicked my head apart.
Of course, he did not know that if Yang Ming dared to open the Eighth Gate of the Eight Gates Released Formation in the real world, given his physical strength, his body might collapse before ten seconds had even passed.
After all, even in the Naruto World, Might Guy, who had developed the Eight Gates Released Formation to its absolute limit, could only maintain the Eighth Gate for several dozen seconds. And that was the kind of state where he would be left nearly dead after unleashing his ultimate move.
Yang Ming's physical condition was countless levels below Might Guy's. It was easy to imagine that opening the Eighth Gate was practically a death warrant.
As those thoughts flashed through his mind, Platinum Bishop Salas curled a finger at Yang Ming in provocation and said mockingly:
"Yang Ming, let me tell you. This is the Dream World, the home ground I painstakingly built. Here, I am the only god. I can revive without limit. A mere mortal like you has no way to resist a god's judgment. Be good and reveal every one of your secrets to me. I will carry them forward alongside my own, so that the light of Spirit Hall may shine upon every corner of the Douluo Continent!"
"Damn it!"
Yang Ming had a headache. He had suddenly realized that Platinum Bishop Salas seemed to be telling the truth. He really could not kill him.
No matter what world it was in, no ability was omnipotent. Every ability had its limitations.
Just like Yang