Liu Xing drew a deep breath, then channeled qi into the communication orb. The prince's orb would be vibrating then, the signal that Liu Xing was about to make his move. All that remained was deciding how to strike.

"Let's begin with a kill shot."

His gun held only one bullet, but it was the last one he had received from the general. In terms of raw power, it should be capable of obliterating one of the snake limbs to smithereens, though Liu Xing suspected it would not be quite that simple.

He commanded the gun to float toward the third army's horde. He deliberately kept its movement slow, like a soap bubble drifting on a breeze. The orb in his robe, which had been vibrating like an impatient child, finally stilled, indicating the prince and other Yang clan members were in position.

The gun then hovered above the horde of spirit beasts with snake limbs. They continued their mad cackling, their movements strange and unsettling as they walked on serpentine feet. From a distance, they presented a ridiculous sight, like a parade of demented clowns with their colorful skin, ridiculous ears, and the various things bound around their necks.

Liu Xing settled on one of the abominations marching at the edge of the formation. Unlike some of its grotesque companions, this one bore an unsettling beauty. Its skin was not chalk-white, but fair and healthy like a cultivator's. The creature's torso was lean, its face delicately feminine, with black hair cascading down its back. A blue cloth wrapped around its neck, matching the color of the snake-limbs where arms and legs should be. Each snake bore crimson eyes that gleamed with malice. The creature wore a soft, gentle smile, its eyes closed in an expression of serenity. But he knew better. That same peaceful smile would remain fixed on its face even as it devoured a child.

He aimed his floating gun at the creature, its position on the formation's flank offering him an unobstructed shot. As he studied his target, something caught his attention. This abomination, like most of its kind, was naked save for the cloth at its neck. Its entire body was exposed, yet Liu Xing could not spot a pale arm protruding from its chest.

His mind raced to make sense of this revelation. This arm had been their weak point and the key to preventing their regeneration. But if this creature lacked such an arm, did that mean it could not regenerate?

Liu Xing's gaze darted across the marching horde. While most lacked the telltale arm, he spotted one or two that bore them in their chests.

After thinking for a moment, he realized that a hierarchy existed within this third army.

The armless ones were newer generations, while those with arms were originals, likely the first of their kind. Though their cultivation levels seemed equal, he suspected their abilities differed significantly. The discovery lifted his spirits slightly. If not all could regenerate, his abysmal chances of survival had marginally improved.

"Perhaps I can kill one with a single shot," he mused.

His gun hovered several meters above the marching creatures. He manipulated the qi around it, angling the barrel slightly downward. Through the tether connecting him to the weapon, he channeled the Exploding Fist technique, infusing its power into the waiting bullet. Drawing another deep breath, he tracked his feminine target with the gun's tip.

He waited, and waited, and waited, and then, when the timing was perfect, he pulled the trigger using qi.

A blinding blue bolt materialized in the air. To any observer, it would have seemed to appear from nowhere.

Instantly, every spirit beast snapped to attention. The snake-limbs serving as hands and feet turned in unison, and they moved like grotesque sunflowers tracking the sun. His target and several nearby abominations cackled madly, their laughter echoing through the air. They coiled their snake-feet and tilted sideways to dodge, but before they could leap, the bolt struck his target's head.

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An enormous explosion bloomed amid the marching army. The shockwave thundered outward, toppling standing buildings and scattering debris. The sound rivaled heaven's mightiest lightning strike, and a massive mushroom cloud of dust rose skyward, winds howling outward from ground zero.

Dozens of abominations were hurled into the air, their snake-limbs flailing like ribbons in a storm. Even Liu Xing was thrown back several meters before he could plant his feet and brace against the maelstrom of wind and force.

The mushroom cloud towered like a skyscraper, and he hoped his target, and perhaps several others, had been destroyed. But, after he ordered the gun to return, he could not see glowing stripes on its side. This mighty attack had not killed a single one of the snake-limbed abominations.

Liu Xing swallowed hard as he surveyed the aftermath. The abominations were scattered among the rubble, some piled on top of each other, some with their snake limbs tangled together, but their insane cackling still echoed throughout the City of Suns.

Their heads and snake limbs moved frantically, searching for their attacker. A portion of the horde surged toward the golden castle, a worrying development, given that the Prince and his forces were hiding nearby, waiting for their chance to enter. Others scattered outward, but by some miracle, none moved in Liu Xing's direction. This posed its own problem; he needed to draw their attention.

For a moment, he wondered how to proceed. Then, letting instinct guide him, he flared his qi, announcing his existence to the third army. Suddenly, every nearby abomination snapped their heads toward him. He leaped atop a piece of rubble that had withstood the shockwave from his attack. Then he shouted. His voice thundered like a lion's roar, cutting through the cackling and giggling of the abominations. The sound was so powerful that even the distant abominations rushing toward the castle froze in their tracks and turned. Thousands of snake-limbed abominations then focused on him.

"Do you remember me?" Liu Xing roared, the veins in his neck straining. He did not know if the originals passed their memories to their offspring, but that hardly mattered.

Some abominations laughed harder, while others muttered madly about "disgusting arms."

"I came here to kill all of you!" A fierce smile split his face as he flared more of his qi to provoke them. Cold sweat drenched his back, but the declaration sent adrenaline surging through his veins, as if the words themselves granted him power.

Though meant as provocation, deep inside Liu Xing wanted to believe his own declaration, that he had revealed himself to truly annihilate them all. Difficult, yes, but not impossible. Two hundred meters away lay the key of victory. An abomination charred from head to the tip of its snake limbs. Its black hair had melted, and its neck was burned to a fragile twig that could snap at any moment. Best of all, he saw no signs of regeneration.

"Come at me!" Liu Xing shouted.

Like a stone thrown at a wasp's nest, his challenge unleashed chaos. The first to charge was an abomination with a face deeply furrowed like tree bark, skin blood-red, with bright crimson apples as ears. It surged forward on writhing green snake-feet. More and more abominations followed. From above, it would have looked like a breaking dam, spilling a tsunami of grotesque colors toward Liu Xing's position.

Facing the oncoming enemies, Liu Xing activated his Lightning Cloak, spun, and bolted. He summoned his shield and accelerated across the city's ruins. His enhanced Lightning Cloak pushed him faster than ever before. Each kick against his shield generated windstorms that scattered debris. Though the world blurred, he perceived it with startling clarity, as if reality had been reduced to stark grays against a black backdrop, each landmark precisely defined.

Liu Xing glanced back. The abominations pursued like an army of madmen, forming a wave. Some sprinted on the ground, others leaped through the air, many more conjured platforms to run across the sky, and dozens of abominations grew wings of different colors and shapes. Their cackling reached a fever pitch as they began to unleash their attacks.

One creature, its skin black and speckled with white dots like the night sky, soared high on ravens' wings made of writhing tentacles. It unhinged its jaw, spewing thousands of black snakes like arrows that darkened the sky.

Behind the colorful tsunami, a massive golden tiger with black stripes materialized, its sizerivaling a building. It pounced with maw agape, its tongue a golden snake.

A gigantic fireball studded with hundreds of eyes manifested at the horde's front, while an earthen serpent surged forward, growing larger with each moment. A yellow-skinned abomination extended its golden snakes, weaving a sphere of pure white energy aimed at Liu Xing, and countless more attacks emerged from the pursuing mass.

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