The brass-colored light grew brighter and brighter. At last, Kazilan saw the city bricks at its center—rectangular blocks embedded in orderly rows, like a pyramid from some ancient legend, and even more like a supernal existence descending from the unknown Void Expanse.
The instant they collided, the psychic chains Jiawen had transformed into spread continuously in every direction like clouds and mist, forming a ring-shaped fog that drifted upward as though the Void Expanse had breathed out a huge circle.
Borrowing the suppressive might of the entire Ancient City, the trapped figure gave a slight twist and darted swiftly into the city-state.
But how could Jiawen allow him to leave so easily? The very center of the Derivative Space had completely collapsed into a patch of pitch-black darkness. Yet from within that darkness, a completely transparent fist suddenly shot out.
Boom!
The punch slammed directly into the center of Hippo Ancient City's base. Its terrifying descending momentum abruptly halted, and octopus-like cracks spread ceaselessly along the city walls.
"Li Ziran, if you think this city-state can crush me, you're still too green!" Jiawen sneered. His fist drew back, then he threw another straight punch. It shot out like a cannonball, swift and savage, striking the center again with a thunderous crash before the city-state could stabilize.
The cracks across Hippo Ancient City widened further and further, on the verge of shattering. Yet after holding on like this for half a minute, it somehow remained intact.
But that black fist landed precisely on this point of balance. The situation that had been about to stabilize instantly collapsed, cracks scattering across the city bricks. A perfectly fine Ancient City was forcibly broken down into countless fragments of brick.
Kazilan stared fixedly at that dark fist. It seemed to be condensed from countless