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As he watched four unusual weapons speeding toward him, Yu Yuanzhen didn't flinch. His body was currently enhanced to a semi-divine level; how could these seemingly iron-made weapons possibly harm him?

"Kamui: Shuriken!"

The four shuriken, marked by Su Ming's Kamui, vanished instantly after being launched, reappearing in a split second on either side of Yu Yuanzhen's body. The spatial compression and slicing effect of Kamui's shuriken ripped through his flesh, reducing his body to chunks.

"Ahhh!" Yu Yuanzhen screamed in agony.

The scene was both gruesome and awe-inspiring; his body was carved into three segments—his lower half, torso, and upper half.

"How… is this possible?" he muttered his last words, eyes wide open, his disbelief etched in his lifeless gaze.

Su Ming's mental strength also reached its limit at this exact moment. The complete form of Susanoo vanished, and he fell from the sky. The sharp pain in his head made him feel like he would pass out—it was even worse than the time he had helped Zhu Zhuqing. Only his iron willpower kept him conscious, though he couldn't control his body as he plummeted.

Fortunately, Dugu Bo reacted swiftly, catching Su Ming and lowering him gently to the ground.

"Su Ming!"

Worry was etched across the faces of his companions. Moments ago, he had seemed invincible—now, he was visibly drained.

At that moment, Ah Yin appeared, her gaze filled with concern as she looked at Su Ming. "Su Ming's mental strength is completely exhausted. It may take a while for him to recover."

Xiao Wu quickly asked, "Sister Ah Yin, isn't there any way to help him recover faster?"

This was the first time the others had seen Ah Yin appear in her material form, realizing she had been residing in Su Ming's mental space all along.

"A-Ah Yin… why did you come out?" Su Ming asked weakly.

He hadn't expected that the full power of Susanoo would consume so much mental strength. It was immensely powerful, undeniably stylish, but "cool for only three seconds," as they say.

With Su Ming's mental strength depleted, he was unable to stop Ah Yin from emerging.

Dugu Bo and Yu Luomian were both startled by Ah Yin's sudden appearance from Su Ming's fourth spirit ring. But they had more pressing matters to address than this surprise.

Ah Yin sighed softly, a hint of reproach in her eyes. "I warned you before—your mental strength was draining incredibly fast, and now it's completely empty. Since I was tired of being cooped up in there, I thought I'd come out, meet everyone, and keep you company for a while."

"That move you used," she continued, "isn't something you can rely on frequently."

Su Ming managed a weak smile. "It's alright; you know me. I'll get my strength back soon enough."

Ah Yin knew exactly what Su Ming meant: he would use his "mental grindstone." Every few days, he trained with it, enduring the unbearable pain it caused to strengthen his mental resilience.

With Su Ming's restoration in progress, Ning Rongrong looked on, regretting that she didn't yet have a spirit ring to amplify mental strength—if she did, she could help restore him now. Although her spirit power was at level 47, she still needed more time to reach level 50.

When she had asked her father about it, Ning Fengzhi was surprised by the idea of amplifying mental strength. This concept had never crossed his mind, as his current augmentation setup covered a broad spectrum of spirit abilities, focused on maximizing a spirit master's overall strength. Few spirit masters relied heavily on mental power, so mental amplification was often overlooked.

Since then, she had resolved that her fifth spirit ring would boost mental strength, and if a suitable beast wasn't found, she would use her bestowed spirit ring.

With Su Ming resting, the group maintained a protective stance around him, leaving the dismembered body of Yu Yuanzhen untouched. Even Yu Luomian refrained from approaching his brother's remains. Although the True Dragon Nine Crowns and three legacy spirit bones on the body tempted him, he understood that only Su Ming had the right to decide what to do with these treasures. Luomian needed Su Ming's support to take full control of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, so he suppressed his desires.

In the Divine Realm

At the residence of the God of Destruction.

"Hm? What was that immense power of destruction from the mortal world just now? It was only for a few seconds, but it was intense," muttered the God of Destruction.

This aura was strikingly similar to his own, even surpassing it in some respects, which piqued his interest.

The God of Destruction quickly arrived at a specific location, peering down into the lower realm and pinpointing the origin of the strange energy. He saw a young boy, visibly pale, surrounded by companions.

Sensing the faint remnants of destructive power, the God of Destruction smirked. "Interesting."