[i]For an epic battle of wits and conviction, it was filtered by abundant procrastination. To the point where Yang Tian had lost sentiments of anticipation towards whatever tactics this insidious amalgamation of whimsical desires had to unravel. 

Little did the other party know that Yang Tian’s patience, which was akin to burning incense, tranquil yet circumscribed to a finite caliber, had practically plummeted to rock bottom. Brewing within the all-encompassing ridicule was the iconic vigilance further emphasized by a transcendent state of mind. 

Filtering out the fancy and circus maneuvers up to this point, a prominent swell of undulating ‘energy’ interwove with the creature’s exotic resonance, seemingly an improvisation to evade an imminent predicament. Perhaps if Yang Tian had the notion of idling whilst his Solar Eclipse feasted, such endeavors to vex this uncanny act of ceaseless devouring may yield a speck of fruition. 

[color=ed1c24]Alas, fate had willed a tragedy.[/color] 

Therein, amidst the hyper-state of gravitational conflict, Yang Tian treads forth; Once. 

Subsequently, his resonance proceeded to exfiltrate the shackles of space-time. Thereafter, it lingered adhesive to vacuum void of these taxing principles, applauding the intricacies of this maze the two were veiled within. 

"..."

An instant, if one may say… An instant, within the Palace of Yang Tian’s laws.

[color=ed1c24]An instant, void of time…

An instant, void of space…

An instant, void of gravity…[/color]

With a daunting gesture, Yang Tian’s silhouette poised silently in front of this so-called abomination. A profound gleam flickered within Yang Tian’s scrutinizing, elliptical pupils, coinciding with the translucency cascading from this mysterious entity. 

From the vantage point of a transcendent being who solemnized his immediate quarters in a motion divided by a factor equative to tens of thousands, his own palm seemed ablur as it thrust forth, adhering to incomprehensible speeds, in an attempt of inflecting nuclear atrophy to this entity's core. 

Fist Technique: Silent Netherworld Transmission.

With an array of varying elements, conjoined at the tip of his digits, knuckles, and palm. A technique of energy conduction permitting Yang Tian not only obstructing the notion of channeling but also temporarily or permanently crippling the intersecting energy nodes within. 

Not assured of his speculation regarding this ‘entity’ owning up to a concrete physique, with an equative force to the previous punch, he launched his palm with the intent to both puncture through the orb and practice his exquisite sealing techniques...
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