Ke Meng crushed the Teleportation Stone. Using his powerful Gnosis to predict his opponent's escape route, he set the Directional Teleportation Stone to a particular direction.
One second later, when Ke Meng entered the void, his enemy was indeed flying parallel to him less than fifty meters away.
"Hello, Elder of Shadow Stream," Ke Meng said with a smile.
The smile on Ke Meng's face was sunny, but to the shadow, it looked like a demon's smile.
"You're Ke Meng!" John recognized Ke Meng's face, his expression filled with terror.
Then something even more terrifying happened.
Ke Meng boldly reached out to touch his bubble, then pushed his hand outside it.
Everyone knew the void was unsafe. Invisible void turbulence could kill a person.
Ke Meng had been incredibly bold to reach into the void. He should have been doomed, yet nothing happened to his hand when he thrust it out.
What's going on? Has Ke Meng really become that strong? He can stick his hand into the void without anything happening? John was deeply shocked, and an indescribable fear welled up within him.
No, he isn't completely unharmed. His hand is injured. On closer inspection, John discovered fine wounds covering Ke Meng's palm. The cuts were tiny, only about a micrometer wide.
These micrometer-wide cuts were multiplying at a rate of several per second, proving that Ke Meng's hand was not invincible in the void.
Even so, Ke Meng could not keep his hand in the void for too long. At this rate, he would lose it sooner or later.
Ke Meng withdrew his hand, took out some medicine for healing injuries, and applied it to his skin.
His body shuddered, and the wounds on his palm rapidly healed.
"How is that possible? How can wounds inflicted by the