The white gas cocoon was sealed tight.
A teeth-grating sound of twisting filled the air.
Countless invisible forces were desperately trying to twist Luo Ye's limbs and organs into knots.
Ging clenched his fists.
The Gas Lifeform was a rule-level strangulation calamity.
A tough body alone couldn't withstand it.
It twisted and restructured you at the cellular level.
"Luo Ye!"
Gon cried out in panic.
He raised his blade and started to charge over.
Killua held his arm in a death grip.
"Don't go."
Killua gritted his teeth.
"You'll die if you go in."
Just as the tension became unbearable...
A thoroughly disgruntled complaint came from inside the gas cocoon.
"This massage pressure is pathetic."
There wasn't a trace of pain in Luo Ye's voice, only utter disdain.
"Did the guy on the left skip breakfast?"
"The guy on the right is pressing too hard."
"Where did these third-rate massage therapists come from? Who do I complain to?"
A terrifying blast of pure black Nen pressure erupted.
It tore the surrounding gas cocoon to shreds.
Luo Ye stood in the middle, completely unharmed.
He rolled his shoulders and neck.
His bones crackled sharply.
The gas's power had been broken down the moment it entered his body.
The instant it encountered that twisting rule, his Combat Adaptive Evolution had reacted with unparalleled ferocity.
The density of Luo Ye's cell walls skyrocketed, and his muscle fibers rewove themselves into a resilient structure that simply couldn't be twisted apart.
The Gas Lifeform tried to wrench his organs apart, only to be trapped firmly by those reinforced cells.
Then the devouring property of his Specialization Black Hole kicked in.
Luo Ye's stomach acid and blood dissolved those raging gaseous lifeforms outright, turning them into highly concentrated Nen nutrients.
"A little astringent."
Luo Ye smacked