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Chapter 423 is too slow!
The voice just fell.
Chen Ye's pupils changed.
The light, a mix of gold and black, alternated wildly inside.
Finally, it merged into a chaotic gray-white.
A completely new power exploded from his body.
This power does not belong to domineering aura.
It is not a Devil Fruit.
It does not belong to any known system.
Centered on Chen Ye, a grayish-white shockwave spread outwards.
Even light can't keep up with its speed.
Before the impact ring was even formed, it collided with Im's black torrent.
Two forces collided.
Dead silence.
There was no loud noise.
The black torrent couldn't even form a standoff.
It was sliced open the instant it encountered chaotic energy.
Tear it apart.
Swallow.
Front end. Middle section. Back end.
The entire torrent seemed to be held in place by an invisible hand.
It was ground into powder.
The complete collapse happened in the blink of an eye.
Im's curse runes were burned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
Im's Rinnegan bulged open.
Satan Saint's body involuntarily took a half step back.
The muscles screamed instinctively.
They wanted to escape.
For the first time in eight hundred years, God's body wanted to escape.
Chen Ye disappeared.
It's not fast.
It evaporated out of thin air.
Im's Rinnegan spun wildly, its black ripples expanding frantically, trying to capture Chenye's aura, trajectory, and even cause and effect.
No.
There was nothing there.
Her ability to "predict the future" has failed.
In the eyes of Samsara, there was only emptiness.
Chen Ye appeared in front of Im.
The distance was less than half a meter.
His right fist was fully charged.
The fist was wrapped with three completely different layers of force.
The outermost layer is hardened with Armament Haki, which is as deep as an abyss.
In the center is a berserker-style lightning bolt wrapped around it.
In the innermost layer, at the center of the fist, a mass of grayish-white chaos was compressing, and the space in front of the fist, about half a meter in size, was filled with glass-like cracks.
Satan raised his arms.
It was only halfway lifted.
Stopped.
Im's thoughts couldn't keep up with Chen Ye's speed.
My body reacted a full breath slower.
One breath.
An insurmountable barrier.
Chenye's right fist slammed into Im's chest.
There is no move name.
There was no heavy drinking.
There are no lighting effects.
It was just one punch.
A muffled thud.
Like the mournful cry of a mountain broken in the middle.
Satan's chest cavity caved inward in a terrifying arc.
The sounds of breaking sternums were continuous, like firecrackers.
The ribs pierced the internal organs.
The black divine power shield on Im's body was pierced by a single punch.
The shattered black energy splattered like ink.
Im's mouth opened.
A scream got stuck in his throat.
Her lungs were bursting, and she couldn't make a sound.
He transformed into a black meteor, crashing straight to the ground.
A blurry black line.
As he fell, Satan's skin began to burn, leaving long trails of blood and his robes behind him.
From the moment the fist hits to the moment the person flies out of the air, it takes 0.3 seconds.
Satan Saint's body crashed into the ground.
The earth let out a mournful cry.
A pit with a diameter of ten meters.
The impact continued downwards, shattering tens of meters of rock layers, hundreds of meters of water veins, and three hundred meters of granite base.
His body sank like a meteorite.
The ground collapsed, cracked, and bulged around the point of impact.
The cracks spread in all directions.
The final crater was over two kilometers in diameter.
The pit walls were neatly and smoothly cut, as if a piece had been scooped away by a giant spoon.
The bottom of the pit is invisible.
The pit walls were melted by the high temperature.
Dark red lava flowed down the inner wall, emitting heat waves and the acrid smell of sulfur.
The rubble at the edge of the pit was still rolling down.
Each stone takes several seconds to echo after it falls.
The entire battlefield was deathly silent.
Kizaru's sunglasses slipped off.
It was smashed.
His mouth was open, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he couldn't utter a single word.
His pride and joy—the speed of light—was both foolish and slow in the face of that punch just now.
Fujitora's legs went weak.
The cane in his hand tapped haphazardly on the ground.
A martial artist's instinctive trembling at the sight of absolute power.
He "saw" it.
Cause and effect have been distorted.
The space is folded.
A brute force tore everything apart.
The white-bearded man's hand, gripping the knife, had bulging veins.
He stared at the bottomless pit.
After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth.
"What kind of monster is this kid...?"
The most powerful attack he had ever seen was one that shattered an island.
The punch in front of me is "erasure".
Shanks' smile froze on his face.
Griffin's knife tip drooped down.
He was wrong.
Chen Ye hadn't used his full strength at all before.
It wasn't even a warm-up.
Further away.
Luffy stood up again, surrounded by golden steam.
The form of the sun god Nika is being restored.
He stared wide-eyed at the giant pit.
He could sense it.
That force is end and nothingness.
Chen Ye retracted his right fist.
He flexed his wrists.
"Click" "Click".
The sound was exceptionally clear on the deathly silent battlefield.
His expression was calm, as if he had just finished a set of stretching exercises.
He walked to the edge of the pit and kicked a pebble into it.
The pebbles bounced and rolled down, eventually disappearing into the darkness.
Bottom of the pit.
A faint black divine power struggled.
Like an oil lamp that's about to go out.
Chen Ye stood with his hands behind his back, the night wind blowing the hem of his clothes.
He looked down at the bottom of the pit.
Don’t chase.
I'm not leaving.
Just stand here and wait.
Wait for Im to climb out on his own.
Or, swallow your breath below.
He accepted them all.
This punch struck Im hard once again.