A miniature sun shone with an orange hue and had several splotches of darker orange, like a ball of magma surrounded by compressed fire. Even from this distance, the presence of this attack felt so potent that Liu Xing imagined it materialized right before his nose.

The giant launched the fireball. It whistled through the air like an eagle, and the red drops falling in its path began to curve away, as if the fireball possessed a barrier repelling them. Seeing this attack hurtling straight towards him, he knew that if it landed directly on him, he would undoubtedly die.

While still shooting at the drops above him and his turtle being bombarded by the red droplets, causing the potent qi to tremble and the turtle to lose altitude, Liu Xing gritted his teeth and commanded his turtle to ascend. He reasoned that even if his position was compromised, it didn't mean he couldn't dodge. But as the potent qi strained to lift the turtle higher, the intensity of the red drops increased.

Liu Xing danced the turtle around the drops that made it shudder in the air. He realized that the drops had ceased raining over the entire area. Only his immediate vicinity was under bombardment, and the intensity was so rapid and forceful that maneuvering the turtle became incredibly difficult. It was as if the drops weren't acting like rain, but like hands pinning him in place.

The fireball was mere moments from impacting his turtle, and he realized there was no way for him to make his statue to dodge in time. While previously, the size and weight of the turtle had been weapons, now they were the reasons for its sluggishness.

Clenching his hands, he decided to jump and abandon his turtle. The instant he did, the invisibility veiling the turtle vanished. His giant turtle, larger than a castle, became visible. Its gray surface was pelted by red drops, each impact flashing red before dissolving into white smoke. The smoke grew so thick it was almost as if his turtle was hiding behind a cloud.

When the fireball struck the head of the turtle, jutting out from the smoke—a coincidence, one that made him clench his hands even tighter—a sound erupted as loud as a collapsing mountain. A massive fire bomb blossomed around the turtle's head, and fractions of a second later, his turtle shot through the air like a cannonball. It moved so fast it left a trailing plume of smoke, like a giant fighter jet, and the sound it created was deafening, as if the air itself screamed.

Moments later, his turtle slammed into the Royal Barrier. The impact produced a sound akin to a heavenly thunderclap, and the Royal Barrier trembled.

Before his turtle could hit the ground, Liu Xing sensed another concentration of qi from the giant. Snapping his head towards it, he saw the giant create dozens of fireballs and rapidly launch them at the careening turtle. Each fireball struck the giant turtle's body, again and again, smashing it into the Royal Barrier in a continuous barrage of explosions and thunderclaps. Not satisfied, the giant raised both of its hands towards the sky. Though the movement was slow, the effect was instant. The drops hanging from the Royal Barrier shifted, like a swarm of ants crawling across a roof, converging on his turtle and raining down as if it were a devil to be eradicated.

Liu Xing landed on the ground, craters pocked the area around him, yet not a single drop or attack targeted him. The giant focused all its attacks on the turtle, raining down with all its might, as if his turtle were the epicenter of a storm, tossed left and right by the bombardment.

While Liu Xing felt anger watching his turtle being bombarded by continuous attacks—after all, it was his turtle statue being assaulted, and he couldn't help but feel something seeing his possession attacked so relentlessly—he also recognized an opportunity.

As the turtle was thrown around like a bullied child kicked by a gang, his eyes accidentally met the turtle's. The turtle was an inanimate object, but at that moment, Liu Xing imagined the turtle's green gem eyes conveyed an emotion, as if saying he needed to go, to move, letting it handle the attacks while Liu Xing sneaked around and re-entered the giant. It was probably an illusion created by his own mind, but it was an illusion that spurred Liu Xing to turn and rush towards the giant.

As he ran, his back to his turtle, the giant roared and bombarded the statue. With each step, Liu Xing realized the giant only targeted his turtle and nothing else, as if it didn't understand that someone controlled it. This realization led Liu Xing to believe that the giant was either too enraged to notice someone controlling the turtle, or simply lacked the intelligence for such complex thought. Perhaps it was a mix of both, but the crucial fact was that the giant was distracted, and he wanted it to remain so for as long as possible.

"I still need to enter the giant," he muttered. His main plan remained in motion. As for how he would wreak havoc inside without his turtle, he could figure that out later.

Liu Xing commanded his potent qi to encase the turtle again and willed it to float. This time, he intended to use the turtle as bait. The decision felt natural, and he sensed his potent qi, even from this distance, feel slightly lighter. The turtle instantly lifted by the potent qi, and he tried to maintain the illusion of the turtle moving intentionally, as if it intended to charge back at the giant. The red drops intensified again, and fireballs bombarded it with explosions. While his turtle was repeatedly slammed into the Royal Barrier, he made it rise again and again, like a stubborn mule defying fate.

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As he maintained the illusion to distract the giant, amidst the continuous explosions sounding like a nearby erupting volcano, Liu Xing ran between the craters. As he ran, he glanced up, seeing the giant wholly focused on attacking his statue, launching fireballs so rapidly they blurred into a single stream. But, although his trick successfully distracted the giant's main focus, Wei Yi's two eyes swam left and right across the giant's skin, searching for Liu Xing.

The giant eye lingered on a spot for a moment, making Liu Xing glance towards that position. He saw a yellow streak of light circling a deep crater, Yang Suyin seemingly observing something but unable to remain still. Liu Xing guessed that Wei Yi was debating whether to attack Yang Suyin or not, but a moment later, the giant eye moved away from Yang Suyin and resumed its search. Liu Xing nodded, relieved that Wei Yi prioritized him over Yang Suyin—a fact he hoped would pay dividends later when Yang Suyin discovered the third ingredient.

Liu Xing decided to channel more qi into his feet, enhancing his speed little by little while observing Wei Yi's two eyes moving across the giant's skin, like boats on a water surface. When he realized Wei Yi wasn't sparing him another glance, he added more and more qi, making himself run faster and faster.

Surprisingly, Wei Yi didn't find him. He successfully arrived right below the giant, near its towering right foot. Looking up, he saw the inner thighs of the giant were painted with thousands of splatters of red blood. He expected to see a gaping hole, intending to use it as an entrance to re-enter the giant's body. But instead, he saw giant threads of flesh moving like enormous worms, attempting to patch the hole. His eyes widened. "Of course, this giant can regenerate!"

There seemed to be no end to Wei Yi's tricks. Luckily, a hole still remained, large enough for him to enter. With his body still invisible, and channeling even more qi into his feet, Liu Xing bent his knees, powering his thighs, calves, and soles, and jumped with all his might.

He shot vertically like a rocket, flying straight towards the hole. As he jumped, though, the giant eye instantly moved to one of the giant's thighs and looked down, likely sensing Liu Xing's presence. It didn't roar, but he could feel the air tremble and qi moving frantically around him.

Instantly, the giant flesh ropes that moved like worms sprouted several finger-like protrusions, resembling long hands. Each reached toward his general position, as if trying to catch a nimble mosquito. Seeing them, Liu Xing considered using his shield to maneuver, but ultimately decided against it. His invisibility was an important advantage, and he would not give it up easily. Instead, he extended his left hand holding the gun, surrounded it with potent qi, and willed it to drag him away from one of the giant arms reaching for him.

Using the gun to maneuver was slow, but sufficient for the moment. One of the arms passed right beside him, and others followed, but they didn't stop, as if they didn't realize they had already overshot their target. Rotating his body, Liu Xing kicked one of the arms, launching himself towards another arm that resembled a descending pillar. Using them as leverage, Liu Xing zigzagged around and finally crossed the hole, entering the giant's body once more.

Once inside, Liu Xing couldn't help but grin ferociously. He grabbed the flesh on the wall, hanging from the side, and looked up at the destruction he and his turtle had caused. Blood rained down from severed and torn flesh. A deep gouge marked where his turtle's short tail had struck, craters from his Exploding Fist bullets puked out blood and yellow and blue fluids, and destruction was everywhere. Some organs had burst open, dripping fluids. The heart remained intact, pulsing with red light, but Liu Xing vowed to destroy it soon.

"What do I do now?" he muttered. "I don't have the turtle statue or my stone blade."

He could still hear continuous explosions and sense the trembling air, confirming the giant was still wholly focused on attacking his turtle. Dismissing and resummoning it would stop the attacks. A normal opponent like Wei Yi would be alarmed by such a sudden disappearance. But would the giant understand that the turtle's sudden disappearance was suspicious, or would he assume that he had successfully defeated it?

He pondered for a moment, and when he saw a giant yellow eye peer into the hole, its pupil moving around as if searching for him again, he decided against resummoning his turtle. His initial idea to use the turtle was to destroy the main core, which was so tough even his stone blade couldn't penetrate it. Right now, he wanted to destroy the giant's organs, and only if he found his gun ineffective would he resummon his turtle.

Nodding, Liu Xing kicked off the wall and jumped higher. Extending his left hand, he filled the gun with potent qi from his Ethereal Pearl and activated the Exploding Fist Technique. He pulled the trigger six times and unleashed six blue bolts that hurtled towards nearby organs. Their shape resembled hundreds of long sausages pulsing with yellow light. They looked soft with several ropes of flesh formed around the organs like cages to defend them. When the first bullet hit, the cage exploded into tiny bits of flesh, creating a hole for the rest of his bullets. Five of them landed on the target, and the resulting explosions blasted the organ into minuscule fragments.

Liu Xing smiled ferociously. So only the main cores were tough, and the organs were not. Although he would later use his turtle, he only needed his gun to attack the organs!

His eyes then noticed the side of his gun, and as he saw six green stripes glowing his eyes widened in surprise. So the organs were also made from abominations. That meant destroying them would get him qi. Although he didn't need it immediately, he could store it inside his Ethereal Pearl.

"It's also a good time to break through!"

While moving around, zigzagging off the walls using kicks and aided by his gun's recoil, he began to synchronize his breathing, heartbeat, and the rhythm of his movements. Every time he kicked off the walls to move, every time he pulled the trigger, rotated his body, and every other motion, he synchronized his body and his consciousness.

The core moved faster and faster. The organs around him burst and bloomed into splatters of blood. His movements synchronized more and more with his consciousness. And as Liu Xing approached a giant beating heart, he heard another "crack" from within his consciousness, like a dry branch snapping underfoot.

As Liu Xing aimed the gun at the organ before him, he felt the world suddenly slow down. He tried to pull the trigger six times, and two things happened simultaneously. First, six glowing blue bolts shot from his gun, and second, inside his consciousness, an illusory core suddenly formed within his body.

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