Shi Lang analyzed the red figure and tried to control it. At this moment, he realized that his soul sea has transformed into a cockpit. The golden figure stood up from the position and the crimson Shi Lang moved in to stand in its place.
That was when Shi Lang sensed an overwhelming slaughter intent channeling through his body. His hair and eyes were dyed crimson, and his face was covered with some crimson glyphs. As he tried to throw a punch, the void around his fist twisted and was reduced into a spatial hole that consumed everything.
The spatial hole lasted for a few moments, before the void healed on its own. The intent of space was far more destructive among the rest of the intents, and it could render everything null.
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