Chapter Eighty-Six: Analysis and Battle (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

On the cliffside at the edge of the forest corridor, Ji Yu finally watched the world of shadows merge completely with the forest corridor.

Then he discovered that the entire forest had suddenly become strange.

Dreamlike and unreal, lacking substance; everything seemed an illusion.

The woods became a backdrop.

And the little deer, the thorn hag, and countless oversized mosquitoes became the only tangible things in this stretch of land, the only entities able to move freely and pass through all barriers.

This was what an unformed domain first looked like.

However, for a place like the forest corridor, where fixed objects served as scenery and living things were the only tangible presence within the eerie domain, it was still quite rare.

The scene took shape. The thorn hag and the little deer stood apart, one on the ground and the other on the cliff, staring at each other across several miles.

Then, without any exchange, without even the slightest attempt at probing, both sides attacked at once.

Ji Yu had not controlled the little deer to leave the domain simply because he wanted to test its current combat strength.

If it proved no match, as a life of Blue Star, it could immediately withdraw from the domain, whereas the thorn hag, being a being of the purple moon, could not leave this region at all.

With such an overwhelming advantage of terrain, why should Ji Yu be timid?

There was some gamble in it, of course, but who on the road of growth has ever not been a gambler?

Above the cliff, the little deer’s antlers suddenly blazed with the brightest light, and the trait of life grafting opened to its fullest.

Its antlers and body shone with countless bluish-black swirling stars. As power erupted, it charged forward in a dive, instantly generating a thunderous sonic boom.

On the cliff face, under the little deer’s sudden burst of power, the entire wall of rock responded with an explosive recoil, boulders shattering and even rolling loose.

Amid the crack of tearing air and the roar of explosion, the little deer’s opening strike naturally drew the hag’s full retaliation.

Within a colossal thorned flower nearly a hundred meters across, the hag let out a shriek, and the three hundred or so insects immediately surged toward the diving deer.

At the same time, countless thorny roots twisted together into a massive conical weapon and lunged toward the little deer.

A true clash of force was no performance, and of course there were no special effects or flashy embellishments.