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He clearly felt that his usually invincible mental attack had sunk without harming the opponent in the slightest.

Instead, he was suppressed by a more vast, pure, and domineering spiritual force, which even caused a faint stinging sensation in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

"How can your mental strength be so strong?!"

Zhang Jie let out a low, incredulous shout.

He is the strongest mental power user in the Central Continent Team, possessing the authority of a guide and dual A-level mental skills. He has never seen a new reincarnator with such a powerful soul!

Wang Qi spoke calmly, his voice carrying an absolute sense of pressure.

"Your power of thought, your eye of suggestion, are no match for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qi no longer held back.

With a single step, his physical body, at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, erupted with a burst of energy. His vital energy surged, and the power of the Heaven-Covering Secret Realm enveloped his limbs and bones, allowing him to precisely control every ounce of power with his subtle power.

Without any fancy moves, with just one step, causing a slight tremor in the space, his figure vanished instantly, appearing directly beside Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie was shocked and furious, and immediately activated his mental power with all his might!

All the rubble and metal fragments in mid-air exploded wildly, moving at extreme speeds, densely packed like a torrential rain.

At the same time, his mental power transformed into an invisible giant hand, fiercely grabbing at Wang Qi's body, trying to imprison and tear his flesh.

The power of thought explodes to its extreme, achieving fourth-level microscopic control with unparalleled precision.

If Zheng Zha were here, he would surely be imprisoned and severely injured.

However, Wang Qi's physical body was at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, with his inner and outer body as one, making him impervious to all magic.

With a casual wave of his hand, his subtle power activated simultaneously, his true energy and divine power directly shattering all the flying debris. At the same time, his inner energy surged, directly disintegrating the giant hand of mental power that Zhang Jie had enveloped.

Zhang Jie's prized telekinetic manipulation collapsed directly under the dual suppression of Wang Qi's physical strength and divine soul principles.

The power of thought was broken head-on.

Zhang Jie's heart pounded, and for the first time, a strong sense of crisis rose within him.

He frantically channeled his mental energy, unleashing the limit of his Eye of Suggestion, and relentlessly altered Wang Qi's consciousness.

He created fear, hallucinations, and distraction, aiming to defeat Wang Qi from within. This was his most insidious and powerful killing move, the trump card that had once crippled the mental powerhouse of the Indian team and suppressed the second-tier Zheng Zha.

The mental illusion took shape instantly, and terrifying and horrifying hallucinations proliferated wildly in Wang Qi's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Wang Qi's soul carries the laws of heaven and earth, and his consciousness is complete and firm.

His nine orifices were fully open, and his inner world contained the Dao of Heaven, making it impossible for external objects, spirits, or illusions to penetrate.

With a gentle sweep of his divine sense, Wang Qi caused all the illusions to shatter and dissipate instantly. At the same time, his divine soul power launched a counterattack, and a divine sense needle, refined to its extreme, pierced directly into Zhang Jie's incomplete guide soul essence through the spiritual connection!

"Well--!"

Zhang Jie let out a muffled groan of suppressed pain, his whole body trembled violently, his face turned ashen, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Wang Qi leaned in and stood in front of Zhang Jie.

The slight release of physical strength, merely the pressure of his aura, made Zhang Jie's whole body stiffen and unable to move.

The fourth-order microscopic divine power directly controlled and sealed his entire body's meridians, spirit, and mental power. Under the shroud of the Great Dao aura, it completely locked down any possibility of his resistance.

Zhang Jie stared intently at Wang Qi, his eyes filled with fear, resentment, and disbelief.

He couldn't understand how a newcomer who seemed to have just returned from a mission could become so powerful overnight.

Why is it that physical body, spirit, subtle control, and multi-system cultivation all completely overwhelm me?

Why were my proud double A-level skills completely suppressed from beginning to end?

Wang Qi looked at him, his tone calm:

"You rely on sabotaging newcomers to gain points, and you run rampant with your guide privileges, thinking you are the invincible mental power expert of the Central Continent Team."

The radiance completely bathed the main square.

Zhang Jie's entire power was sealed, his soul was injured, his mental power collapsed, and his mental skills became ineffective. He was completely suppressed and controlled by Wang Qi.

The battle, from beginning to end, lasted only a few breaths.

Moreover, it was a crushing victory.

The radiance completely bathed the entire main god square. The light of the main god dispelled the gloom and hostility left over from the battle. Bright yet cold, it illuminated the expressions of everyone with crystal clarity.

Zhang Jie's power was completely sealed, his soul was severely damaged, his originally incomparably powerful mental energy collapsed and disintegrated, and all his mental skills became completely ineffective.

He stood frozen in place, his limbs hanging limply, without the slightest strength to resist, completely suppressed and firmly controlled by Wang Qi.

This confrontation, from its outbreak to its complete end, lasted only a few breaths.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Qi never used his full strength, only releasing a small portion of his power.

He cleanly and decisively crushed and defeated Zhang Jie, the strongest fighter in the early stages of the Central Continent Team in the original work, who possessed semi-guide authority.

Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan, Li Xiaoyi, and the others had just recovered from their extreme fear.

The overwhelming sense of terrifying oppression before was as heavy as a mountain pressing down on you.

The oppressive force that had made it difficult for them to breathe, almost suffocating them, suddenly dissipated. The group staggered back to the edge of the main god square, their faces pale, their hearts pounding, unable to calm down for a long time.

The square fell into a deathly silence.

As the initial shock subsided, Zheng Zha was the first to regain his composure, his fists clenched tightly.

His knuckles were white, his voice was dry and trembling. After hesitating for a moment, he carefully stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

Zheng Zha's face remained pale, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock as he stared intently at Zhang Jie, who was pinned down and unable to move.

"Wang Qi... what exactly just happened?"

"Zhang Jie...he just tried to attack you?"

Wang Qi remained calm, subtly withdrawing some of his oppressive aura. He did not answer immediately, but instead fixed his gaze indifferently on Zhang Jie.

Standing to the side, Zhan Lan also suppressed her inner shock. Her pretty face was deathly pale, and her hands trembled slightly. She quickly stepped forward and continued to ask, her tone a mixture of worry, doubt, and unease:

"Zheng Zha is right... Wang Qi, isn't Zhang Jie a veteran member of the team?"

Why would he suddenly attack you?

What kind of grudge is hidden between you that we know nothing about?

Li Xiaoyi stood behind the two men, trembling all over, unable to utter a single word, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at the scene before him that shattered all his understanding of the world.

Wang Qi's gaze swept over the three of them, and he slowly spoke, succinctly and coldly stating the current situation:

"He secretly attacked me, attempting to control me with his mind, but I countered and suppressed him on the spot."

Zhang Jie was completely powerless and unable to move. His soul was being torn and he was in excruciating pain. Upon hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He did not argue, but instead echoed in a low, hoarse voice:

"...Everything he said is true. I started it, so it's not his fault."

Wang Qi's cold gaze fell on Zhang Jie, his tone carrying an undisguised indifference and disappointment:

"Zhang Jie, if you have any complaints, thoughts, or things you want to talk to me about, you can just be direct and say it directly."

"There's no need for underhanded tactics or sneak attacks. Getting to this point is just self-inflicted humiliation."

After a pause, Wang Qi questioned the crowd clearly and forcefully, each word resounding throughout the square:

"All I want to know right now is: who exactly is this person standing before me, speaking to me?"

"Is this Zhang Jie, a reincarnator who fights alongside us, or Zhang Jie, a guide planted in our ranks by the main god to monitor and control everything?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie shuddered violently, his entire body stiffened, and he remained silent for a long time.