Jia Yan stopped his actions and emerged from subspace behind the Galactic Level Powerhouse of brainwave power.
"You actually got behind me..."
The limbless Galactic Level existence originally thought Jia Yan would attack from the front, but never imagined Jia Yan would approach from behind.
If at this moment, the other party made a hit...
Thinking of this, the Galactic Level existence instantly felt beads of sweat roll down his forehead.
He knew that Jia Yan actually had a certain possibility of killing him without being harmed.
In other words, if Jia Yan wanted to kill him, it wouldn't cost him much, and his life would be ended for nothing.
After thinking it over, the Galactic Level Powerhouse shook his head helplessly.
"Mister Jia Yan, I know what you're thinking. You're definitely planning to kill me after I reveal information. No need to tell me otherwise; between us Galactic Levels, there's nothing we don't understand."
