"No! No!"

Standing atop his shield, head tilted upwards, and pushing his potent qi with all his might, Liu Xing heard a loud and guttural sound. It reverberated inside the giant's hollow body as if loudspeakers were hidden somewhere within. He simply kept pushing. From below, he could see the grey belly of his turtle moving steadily into the giant's throat. Blood leaked all around the turtle. That shout probably came from Wei Yi, mixed with the giant's own voice. This shout fueled Liu Xing's determination, and he pushed harder. After all, it meant the giant was hurting, and that meant Liu Xing was doing the right thing.

"Move faster!" Liu Xing shouted.

"No, stop it!" Another shout reached him, this time clearly from below.

Liu Xing sensed the air around him shift slightly. Hands, larger than himself, emerged from the walls all around him, trying to seize him. Liu Xing cycled the Lightning Palm Technique and activated it, creating a long lightning blade on his right hand. While he activated this technique manually, without the gun, it was still empowered by his newly advanced Core Splitting realm and coated by his stable qi. He struck each of the flesh hands that reached for him. Some lost fingers, others entire palms, with bloody stumps left behind and the severed parts raining down along with red blood. The attack felt surprisingly weak. Either he had become so strong that Wei Yi couldn't even touch him, or Wei Yi was incredibly weakened right now, which was odd. While he knew the giant had used a gigantic amount of qi to attack his turtle, there should still be a considerable amount remaining. Alas, it wasn't important. The most important thing was that his turtle was going to destroy the giant's head no matter what.

More and more hands made of flesh appeared, but he cut them down. Wei Yi shouted again and again, muttering and cursing him, the Purple Moon Sect, and some despicable girls, whoever they were. Liu Xing just kept pushing. After a moment, he noticed the momentum lessening, and it became harder for him to push. If he didn't do something, his turtle would just get stuck there. Luckily, he had another good idea.

"Spin!" Liu Xing ordered, and his turtle gladly executed his command. Above, the turtle began spinning sideways. At first, there was some resistance. But slowly, his turtle spun faster and faster, like an electric fan just switched on. Blood began to fall more freely, and a screech, so harsh and loud, reverberated as if a mirror the size of the world was cracking.

Liu Xing couldn't help but grin widely. It was working! The throat that had tightened around his turtle was being ground away. If his turtle were a giant blade, the giant's neck would have already been decapitated! In a way, this felt even worse than simple decapitation.

"Faster, faster, and move up!" Liu Xing stretched both his hands upwards and pushed as hard as he could. Below, Wei Yi shouted desperately, repeating "no!" repeatedly, but strangely, he didn't attack. Liu Xing began to suspect that the "no!" that he screamed was not for him. Glancing down, it looked like Wei Yi was trying to shake an ant out of his ear. It was really weird, but in his favor. Perhaps his attack was so potent that Wei Yi had lost his mind. This thought made his grin widen further. He wondered what the bastard's expression would be when he saw his creation's head blown to smithereens.

As he pushed harder, the turtle moved while spinning madly, red coated its entire body, and it accelerated upwards steadily. Getting another idea, Liu Xing angled his turtle so it spun diagonally. This decision made his turtle suddenly soar like a helicopter blade gone wild. It moved up so fast it was as if the fact it had been stuck before was a lie.

"Go!" Liu Xing shouted.

The turtle spun faster and moved upwards so rapidly, it was truly as if the giant was trying to vomit a spinning blade, one so angry that it had been swallowed and was enacting revenge. As he pushed harder, a new idea sparked in Liu Xing's mind, and without overthinking, he sent a surge of qi into his Thunderstrike Gauntlets. Instantly, a giant lightning ball materialized in front of both his palms. Liu Xing sent two palm strikes towards it, and a giant pillar of lightning erupted from it, shooting upwards like a giant beacon trying to part the heavens. It tore through the air and hit the turtle. When it struck the turtle, the already fast-moving turtle was pushed and accelerated even faster.

Outside, the giant moved both of his hands and touched the base of his neck, as if trying to vomit. But, the giant "ball" it had swallowed suddenly tilted at an angle and shot upwards. In an instant, the "ball" traveled up, the giant's white neck ruptured, and the giant opened its mouth wide as if emitting an inaudible, blood-curdling shout. The giant ball, the turtle, then hit the roof of the giant's throat. When that happened, the giant looked up as if an uppercut had hit its chin, and its feet were actually lifted from the ground for a fraction of a second. A sound as loud as a drum echoed when the turtle hit his upper jaw.

A moment later, when his feet landed, the giant let out a deafening and blood-curdling shout. Giant waterfalls of blood poured out of its mouth, and its empty eye sockets looked horrified, as if he had endured a thousand years of torture in the deepest hell and just returned. But the turtle still moved upwards, still spinning like a rotating blade. It dug deeper into the giant's flesh, with the lightning pillar pushing it like a reverse waterfall.

Inside the giant, Liu Xing stood atop his shield, arms stretched up, the lightning pillar still extended from the lightning ball in front of his palms. Although it began to recede, Liu Xing knew his turtle had enough momentum. It created a skidding sound like rubber wheels dragging across asphalt, mixed with the whirring of a blender. Chunks of meat, almost paste, rained heavily from above.

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Liu Xing pushed and pushed, and as if his turtle had just successfully dug through concrete and arrived at soft earth, it suddenly accelerated faster, entering the brain region. From below, Liu Xing could see hundreds of screaming pink worms falling down from above, each with faces akin to humans, beasts, or spirit beasts, screaming as they appeared. His turtle ground the worms into paste, and it began to rain down on him. It was utterly disgusting. Still, Liu Xing kept his eyes wide open, his will firm. He could see it clearly. His turtle was unstoppable.

"Blast it open, and destroy it!" Liu Xing shouted.

With this shout, his turtle moved faster and spun faster. It ground and dug through flesh, and like a falling star trying to return to the sky, his turtle flew straight upwards.

Outside, the giant actually held its head like a child trying to protect itself from a rain of punches. From its empty eye sockets, blood gushed out like giant waterfalls, along with chunks and bits of pink worm washed in red blood. It opened its mouth, its scream so loud it sounded as if its whole body was boiled in magma.

Then, a moment later, a giant turtle suddenly emerged from the crown of its head. It was like the giant's head was a volcano, and it had just spat out a giant spinning turtle, with blood bursting like magma and chunks and bits and pieces like rocks flying up from the volcano's belly.

The giant let out another blood-curdling scream, as if its entire being was awash in hot, searing pain. Its giant, slow hands tried to close the gaping hole in its crown, but the hands moved so slowly, becoming slower with each passing second. At that speed, the hands would need hundreds of years to arrive.

From the giant hole on its crown, a being that looked like a flash of lightning shot out like a reverse thunderstrike. It moved so fast that if someone blinked at the wrong moment, they wouldn't see this lightning move. That was Liu Xing, and he soared through the air with booming laughter, face filled with glee and chest filled with pride.

"I win!" Liu Xing shouted while looking down. His turtle had already stopped spinning, and his potent qi held it in the air, as if suspended by a bubble. Its angled position allowed Liu Xing to see the gaping hole in the giant's crown. The hole was so wide he could even peer right through the giant, straight to the ground, as if the giant had been impaled by giant rods. The giant's eyes were frozen in horror, with blood falling from its empty eye sockets, ear holes, mouth, and nose. Even if the giant wasn't dead yet, it probably couldn't move as long as there was a giant hole in its head. Liu Xing, for all intents and purposes, had won this fight.

Only the last thing remained to do.

He summoned his gun into his right hand. As it materialized, he let out a content sigh. Holding his gun in the midst of battle felt so natural; when it was inside his consciousness, his right hand felt too light. Inside his consciousness, his two cores now circled each other steadily. His gun had successfully separated them with a large gap, and at their current speed, they would collide in at least a week. It seemed that as a Core Splitting cultivator with multiple cores, he would need to periodically stabilize them.

Summoning his shield and standing atop it, Liu Xing aimed his gun low. He tore away some of the potent qi that surrounded the turtle, making it lose a bit of altitude. The giant was still not dead, but Liu Xing thought it was just a matter of time. That was why he needed to kill it with his gun. This way, he would benefit more. Also, Liu Xing felt that his victory was still incomplete, and he thought it was because the giant was still standing. So, at the very least, he wanted to knock it out to cement his victory.

He cycled the Exploding Fist technique inside his body, and his gun absorbed the technique easily. Exploding Fist was a mere base-grade technique, but he was now a second-stage Core Splitting cultivator. His techniques had become stronger!

Aiming his gun toward the two eye sockets of the giant, Liu Xing pulled the trigger six times. Six bullets shot down like brilliant falling stars. They split into two and aimed at different eye sockets.

Knowing six bullets wouldn't be enough, Liu Xing opened fire. In moments, hundreds of bullets streamed from his gun, each impacting the still-bleeding eye sockets. When they hit, a massive, continuous explosion erupted around the giant eye sockets. The bullets blurred into streaks of light, and the sound became a roaring cacophony of war, explosions and whistles echoing through the air.

The explosions raining down on the eye sockets made the eye sockets widen, as if invisible hands forcefully tore them open. The occasional bullets that hit around its face successfully exploded on its skin. At first, Liu Xing was actually surprised by it. He knew how tough the skin was, but a moment later, he realized it wasn't because his attacks had become stronger. No, it was that the giant had become more fragile.

Knowing this, Liu Xing sprayed the giant's face with hundreds more of Exploding Fist bullets. Each explosion tore the flesh of the giant's face. It was like an invisible army of ants eating its face. The force of his bullets began to push the giant back. Its body tilted at an angle, as if it had been punched in the face and was now falling in slow motion.

Liu Xing shouted, his finger a blur on the trigger, and the giant had lost its balance. Its right foot now lifted, and he could see its left knee suddenly break, creating a loud, crispy, and painful sound. From there, the giant fell as if it were merely a corpse. The air groaned around him, and when it hit the ground, a loud, deafening sound traveled outward, creating a powerful shockwave. Earth surged around it, though it didn't create a high earth tsunami or anything of the like. Perhaps because its weight was distributed, or perhaps because the giant was actually lighter than its appearance suggested. The dust cloud rose higher and higher, the shockwave hit the Royal Barrier. Then, silence. The dust began to fall. The tremors from its fall had stopped. And from above, the giant lay on its back. Its face had no shape anymore. His gun had made it look like abstract art. Its hands were still holding its head, hands almost reaching the giant hole, and below, his left knee was bent in an unnatural way and pinned against its weight.

Liu Xing inhaled deeply, then glanced toward his gun. When he saw six glowing green stripes on the side of his gun, glowing so brightly the light assaulted his eyes, Liu Xing couldn't help but widen his eyes. The gun had successfully extracted the qi from the giant, which meant the giant was truly dead!

His heart beat crazily, and his smile grew wider and wider. The giant was finally dead! He had won. He had attained victory!

His shoulder muscles suddenly relaxed, the air he breathed felt so fresh, his mind became clear, and his body more energetic. He knew that Wei Yi was still alive, but the giant was truly dead!

As he savored the air of victory, a loud rumble, as if a tsunami was approaching, suddenly could be heard.

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