At that moment, it was as if the clothes were his true body. His own flesh and blood, in contrast, were stretched taut over them, becoming a gruesome, bloody garment he now wore.

His internal organs could be seen clearly, spilling to the ground with a wet SPLAT. Strips of blood vessels, individual bones, and chunks of muscle all clung to that single piece of clothing. Only his limbs and head remained intact.

"You lied to me! You must die!"

The man's face grew even more twisted as he suddenly charged toward Yang An.

'He's lost his mind! He's gone completely mad!'

A smile touched the corners of Yang An's mouth. Despite knowing that Yang An practiced Light Magic, the man was actively closing the distance. It was clear his mind had been affected.

'Excellent!'

While maintaining the Lighting Technique, the crimson flames engulfing his body flared even higher. At the same time, a searing white Celestial Gnomon Light began to shine from within Yang An, and he instantly entered his Celestial Gnomon Body state.

'Just let him get a little closer, and then I'll unleash my strongest attack!'

For a Zombie God, a distance of ten meters was nothing but a single step. In an instant, it was right in front of Yang An.

But at that exact moment, just as Yang An prepared to close the remaining distance and unleash his full power, his expression froze.

He suddenly realized the flames covering his body were instantly out of his control. The crimson fire morphed into a giant human head, which abruptly opened its massive maw and swallowed him whole.

His vision was filled with a sea of crimson. Yang An found himself instantly trapped within an inferno.

More importantly, these were the very flames he had ignited with his Lighting Technique, yet they were now completely beyond his control. Even after canceling the technique, the fire continued to drain his Mana, roasting him with even greater intensity.

At that moment, he felt the intense heat from all around him. Although his Celestial Gnomon Body was completely unharmed by the external flames, a fire suddenly erupted from within his own body. A searing pain tore through his organs and flesh.

Simultaneously, Yang An could keenly sense his own mind and consciousness growing sluggish. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

'What the hell... My Lighting Technique turned on me?!'

Suddenly, a powerful gust of wind howled through, instantly blowing all the flames back on themselves. The gale, however, was suffused with a red smoke that now washed over Yang An's body.

Yang An instantly deactivated his Celestial Gnomon Body and cast the Treasure Light Glaze Purification Technique. A layer of azure light abruptly materialized around him, completely enveloping his body.

The Treasure Light Glaze Purification Technique could block enemy attacks and other Techniques.

But at the very instant the flames died and the azure light appeared, Yang An discovered with a jolt that the gale was coming from the man. His body, a grotesque weave of flesh and fabric, had transformed into a giant, red fan of flesh and blood.

The fan of flesh flapped violently, emitting clouds of red smoke that looked like vaporized blood.

This was the source of the gale, which carried the red smoke in a relentless assault on Yang An.

However, under the protection of the Treasure Light Glaze Purification Technique's azure light, the smoke simply battered against the barrier, completely unable to break through and touch Yang An.

Seeing this, Yang An felt no relief. On the contrary, a terrible premonition took root in his heart.

Just then, the azure light of the Technique enveloping him suddenly exploded!

It exploded without any warning!

Innumerable motes of light instantly pierced Yang An's body, like a hail of bullets riddling him in a frenzied strafing run.

'Of course! The Treasure Light Glaze Purification Technique betrayed me too!'

'This is beyond the scope of a mere Technique. This is absolutely the Power of Rules!'

But just as the thought surfaced in Yang An's mind, the azure light shattered, and the gale struck him in that same instant.

A massive cloud of red smoke passed through his body, scouring away all his flesh and blood. He was torn to pieces, his remains blown over a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Fragments of bone and bits of flesh were scattered all over the ground. But then, they began to rapidly coalesce around a single point, quickly reforming half of Yang An's physical body.

But just then, the man appeared before him, having reverted to the human-like shape interwoven with his clothes. A savage grin spread across his face as he looked down at him.

"Did you witness that?"

"The Power of Rules that can animate the inanimate! Your Techniques! Everything you have! It will all fall under my control, and it will all turn back to kill you!"

"So, since you're completely powerless to resist… where is *your* Power of Rules?"