The understanding of transcendent physiques and god-tier physiques directly opened another door for Vegapunk's worldview.
This also shocked Vegapunk immensely.
So, there were these two levels in the classification of strength.
The special physiques also bestowed very considerable data upon others.
To put it bluntly, as long as they did not suffer fatal injuries and had time to rest, the battle could continue.
The desire to slay gods became heavier as the battle continued.
However, upon seeing Im's disheveled state and numerous injuries, Li Chungang and others still harbored a strong conviction that they could slay him.
But the fact was that as the battle persisted, their own injuries increased, and their strength in opposing Im became more burdensome.
Even with their transcendent physiques and powerful self-healing abilities, they appeared somewhat pale.
Their battlefield, already riddled with potholes, became even more fragmented.
More and more artificial demons were being killed.
The remaining super-experts gradually joined the fray.
Fifty to sixty super-experts, through coordinated efforts, gradually gained a slight advantage in offense and defense.
Im grew increasingly frustrated the longer he fought.
As powerful as he was, after fighting for so long, he hadn't managed to kill a single super-expert.
This was an immense embarrassment.
Thus, Im began to call for reinforcements.
A spatial rift was torn open, and a thick branch suddenly whipped towards Meng Zhangfei.
*Crack!*
Meng Zhangfei was knocked out of the battle.
Before he could even land, another spatial rift was torn open, and another thick branch lashed out.
*Bang!*
Meng Zhangfei was struck again.
However, Meng Zhangfei endured the pain and grabbed the branch.
"Aaaarrrghhh!"
Meng Zhangfei roared, a mixture of excitement and ferocity in his voice.
Bare-chested, his dark skin and bulging veins erupted with terrifying power under his grip. He held the branch, slammed it to the ground, and executed a shoulder throw.
Meng Zhangfei intended to use brute force to pull the Tree Spirit hidden within the spatial rift out.
Benedict watched this scene unfold silently, yet did not intervene.
That was the Tree Spirit of the Devil Fruit Tree.
Its exact strength was unknown.
But its ability to tear through space to arrive meant its strength could not be weak.
Perhaps it was due to the powers of the fruit.
"Let me lend you a hand."
Sengoku, unable to fly in the higher altitudes, saw Meng Zhangfei struggling with the meter-thick branch and immediately joined in.
Sengoku, in his Great Buddha form, unleashed a brute force that was not much weaker than Meng Zhangfei's.
Under the combined strength of the two, the branch was indeed pulled out for over ten meters.
*Crack!*
The branch did not break.
However, another space was torn open, and a similarly thick branch lashed out directly at Sengoku.
The sheer force of the blow sent Sengoku flying, and his Great Buddha form was shattered.
Benedict's eyes narrowed instantly.
Something was strange.
As another branch whipped towards him, Meng Zhangfei leaped to dodge.
However, he was flung away by the branch he was holding.
The thick branch did not continue to attack Meng Zhangfei but instead swept towards Sengoku.
There were more than just these two branches.
In the void above, four more equally thick branches were launching attacks towards Enel, Fujitora Issho, Vanma Yujiro, and Aokiji.
Seeing this, Benedict understood that the Tree Spirit was targeting the Devil Fruits.
Glancing at Im, who was still being besieged, Benedict's face broke into a smile.
Then, he took a step forward, unleashing his powerful strength, and shot out like a rocket.
He immediately arrived before Sengoku.
Extending his hand, he blocked a branch, then grabbed it with both hands and exerted force, just like Meng Zhangfei.
The branch was instantly pulled taut, and a force erupted, attempting to reclaim it.
After a brief stalemate, with a cracking sound, the branch snapped into two sections.
The remaining section rapidly retreated into the spatial rift, not daring to emerge.
Benedict chuckled, then moved towards another branch, attempting to pull out the Tree Spirit with the same method.
But the result was that the Tree Spirit decisively severed the limb and escaped.
Then, whenever Benedict approached a branch, the Tree Spirit would immediately shrink back into the void, intimidated.
"Benedict, you will regret this."
The Tree Spirit's voice echoed from the spatial rift.
Benedict immediately unleashed 'Morning Peacock' and attacked the spatial rift.
Startled, the Tree Spirit quickly sealed the spatial rift, leaving Benedict's attack empty.
However, the Tree Spirit did not retreat.
In the center of the battlefield of the Future Kingdom, numerous thin spatial rifts appeared.
A blood-red mist emerged from the spatial rifts and rapidly spread across the entire battlefield.
Benedict frowned slightly at this sight.
He knew the red mist was not simple, but he didn't know what was different about it.
As the mist appeared, the super-experts quickly retreated.
Unknown circumstances easily induced fear.
Meanwhile.
Im, who was being besieged, understood the Tree Spirit's intentions upon seeing the mist.
Immediately, Im moved away from the red mist, shifting the battlefield to a higher altitude in the void.
This resulted in fewer super-experts being able to follow and surround Im.
Only Sakata Gintoki, Li Chungang, Enel, Great Tengu Qingfeng, Fujitora Issho, along with Cao Cao and Borsalino, seven individuals, remained.
"Sengoku, what are you doing?"
"Get out of the way."
Garp, unable to fight at higher altitudes, descended to the ground.
Within the red mist, he saw Sengoku standing still and artificial demons attacking him. He frowned, rushing to rescue him while shouting.
However, Sengoku seemed possessed. As Garp approached, he suddenly attacked him.
Garp was caught off guard and was heavily wounded, sent flying.
*Puff!*
Garp coughed up blood and cried out in shock, "Sengoku, what's wrong with you?"
"He's possessed, there's something wrong with this mist!" Meng Zhangfei reacted first and shouted loudly.
"Admiral Aokiji, are you betraying us?"
"You damn monkey, take this halberd!"
Lu Bu was caught off guard by the combined assault of Aokiji and Yelü Siji.
But fortunately, Lu Bu was more cautious and reacted quickly.
Despite being injured, he was not as severely wounded as Garp.
"Old man."
Marco, after killing two artificial demons, saw Whitebeard's pained and contorted expression and became worried.
"Don't come over, I can't control my body."
"Something seems to be controlling me."
Whitebeard cried out in pain.
"This red mist is problematic, get out of here quickly."
Upon hearing this, Marco's expression changed drastically.
Flapping his wings, he accelerated to leave, distancing himself from the encroaching red mist.