[i][b]How nauseating[/b]. 

An apt affirmation of Yang Tian’s observatory through an oscilloscopic, diverse, and all-encompassing scrutinization. 

A probing strike, that’s the indisputable stamp to mark Yang Tian’s ‘simple’ hack with Solar Eclipse. Through the upbringing of an unbridled marionette to unceremoniously withstand the onslaught of Yang Tian’s laws head-on, what ensued was a tantalizing, detestable, and repugnant process with morbid in-betweens… These instances engraved a deep sense of revulsion within Yang Tian’s antiseptic consciousness. 

On the surface, the exchange that could have been emphasized as ‘but a moment’s notice’, was an arduous eternity as it transmitted at an elusive ratio of thousands to one. What the obnoxious being had witnessed or would govern within a second, would be the equivalent of Yang Tian processing the exact notion, only through laboring ten thousand synchronous notions. In the undulating realm of his consciousness, Yang Tian had already reexamined the inner mechanisms of this collision from every discernable variable. 

Amidst the hollowed, agonizing howls, a thread of Qi subverted the pattern of distribution and regulations of laws within Yang Tian’s meridians. A prominent resonance of an inverted gravitational force, spatial fluctuations, and what resembled a breezing vacuum of accelerating zephyrs encased the colossal figure of this conqueror. 

The indiscriminating pressure that enveloped his frame became the catalysts for what laid ahead. 

[color=ed1c24][b]Bang![/b][/color]

With an erratic void shuttle that tore through the sound barrier threshold’ tenfold, leaving a compact, nigh solidified mirage of afterimages illustrating Yang Tian’s fluid movement technique that launched in tandem with the transcendent chart of his omnidirectional audit, he zig-zagged through the unrestrained appendages meticulously, blending near the evasion route due to the self-implicated harm this being cast unto itself. 

Though he lacked the specific data over how resilient this godforsaken species is, the backlash of its reckless endeavor, coupled with the fate of the alienistic energies that sank within the reach of its ‘[color=ed1c24]devouring[/color]’ traits, these factors gave an impression or two in regards to this uncanny organisms. 

In rapid succession, after intersecting the path to retreat, all the while this battle-maniac brute who had miraculously preserved his rationale and acute judgment of where and how by splitting a shred of his vigilance to escalate the attitude of these elastic tendrils near his perimeter. 

With a speed whereas one would meditate on capturing over ten kilo-frames per second to survey, Yang Tian jabbed a detonating fist at the yet-convulsing intersection of insatiable, multi-layered flesh that presented itself forth. A star-obliterating doom zoomed towards the left flank in a crafty arc. 

For the curious eye, one that went out of its way to inspect the ‘compact’ mirages, one could filter out a variation that seized the wondrous Solar Eclipse as it exuded a trace of laws unbefitting for a mere still-image. As for the infamous, plain, and unfancy fist. It had but a simplistic venture to rupture the web of nerves and organic channels tasked with the assimilation, distribution, and segregations of energy through the sore, rejuvenating internals. 
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