Yesterday, because of the bait, he fell into that state of rampage, but his mental state was off, and he lost most of his rationality immediately.
Now, without the interference of bait, he was not going to lose his rationality immediately, but the psychic burden brought by the battle suit also erupted, with feelings of unwillingness and anger assaulting Zheng Yichen's mental state, causing him to involuntarily roar, as a faint layer of blood mist formed around his body.
The oppressive force that hindered his movements seemed to have failed, the ground beneath his feet collapsed with every step leaving visible cracks, and the buildings that were crushed served as his launching pads. The intercepting tendrils in front of him shattered upon contact, and as he approached the jellyfish-like creature, Zheng Yichen shot towards it like a cannonball, closing in on the jellyfish that was less than twenty meters away.
