Shen Yu's mind jolted, his golden eyes narrowing into razor-sharp slits within the darkness of his inner vision.
Every defensive instinct screamed at him to forcefully suppress this sudden, violent invasion, but before he could erect a mental barrier, his precise spiritual sense picked up zero malicious intent from the rogue forces.
Instead, the rampant energy resonated in perfect, symphonic harmony with his soul, it carried the exact, chaotic authority of his own hard-won Perfection Stage.
'If you want to fuse, then blend!' Shen Yu roared mentally.
He completely threw open the spiritual gates of his core, allowing the twin serpents of lightning to plunge directly into his dantian.
The moment the pink and black lightning struck the sixty-meter foundation block, his internal space exploded in a blinding flash of divine light. It was not a destruction, but a hostile takeover.
