From afar, the earthen towers erected by Prince Yang Jinyan resembled miniature mountains. Unlike traditional triangular peaks, these structures rose in rectangular columns. Smaller towers encircled the main fortification, and abominations began scaling them like ants climbing table legs.
The Wu clan, Hei clan, and army abominations led the assault. The Wu clan members climbed like spiders, deftly dodging Prince Yang Jinyan's attacks by shifting sideways or retaliating with wind blades.
Liu Xing decided to begin his massacre with them. He maneuvered around the tower, then launched himself from the top toward the Wu clan abominations.
Wind whistled through his hair as he aimed his gun and fired rapidly. Every time the trigger was pulled, the climbing abominations exploded, their remains raining down on those below, painting the tower red with blood.
Using qi from the beast cores, Liu Xing swept through the climbing abominations. His gun thundered continuously, its sound like a thousand lightning strikes hammering the earth, as if the sky itself raged against those below. Abominations fell from the towers, some split apart, others reduced to bloody mist. The prince's earthen towers, both main and surrounding structures, were covered in crimson.
Liu Xing circled the tower like a black and blue lightning, shooting and slashing with his lightning blade, absorbing the potent qi from his gun and steadily advancing his cultivation.
As he descended and his kill count mounted, his mind entered a state of hyper focus. The experience felt surreal—shouts, growls, and explosions rattled the air and punched holes in the earthen tower, he moved as if the world were muted.
He sensed the ripples in the air and turned toward the rear of the army where twelve abominations with a giant eye for a head stood. These ripples emanated from them, and Liu Xing watched as the charging abominations suddenly turned and fled, while those climbing hastily descended. Seeing this, Liu Xing gave chase. He cycled his qi to strengthen his Lightning Cloak Technique and cut down fleeing abominations as he pursued.
Minutes later, he landed on blood-flooded ground, his ankles submerged in the crimson water. The battlefield was littered with thousands of body parts—heads, torsos, limbs, and various animal parts. There were no abominations left on the tower, and the Yang clan gathered at the top, their eyes wide with disbelief, which was understandable since he defeated all the climbing abominations in less than five minutes.
Blood mist rolled through the air as the remaining abominations formed a crescent moon before him, attempting to surround his position.
Liu Xing surveyed the army in front of him. Although there were still many Hei clan, Wu clan, army, and civilian abominations left, he knew he could kill them all.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Xing examined his cultivation within his consciousness. Most of this chain had already sunk into the lightning ball, with only a small part still visible on the surface. Once the entire chain fully submerged into the lightning ball, he would advance to the next realm, and looking at how little of the chain remained outside, Liu Xing knew that he was close to the breakthrough.
He smiled briefly before reining in his emotions. Overconfidence would be dangerous—the battle wasn't over, and the army's organized retreat suggested they planned something.
As if responding to his thoughts, the twelve abominations with giant eyes for heads began to move. They started with a walk, their elephant feet stomping the ground, then broke into a run, barreling toward him.
They emitted multiple air ripples, and in response, the civilian abominations hurled themselves at the twelve larger abominations. Upon contact, the civilians melted into a transparent liquid, which was quickly absorbed by the larger abominations' bodies. As a result, these beasts—already over three meters tall—began to grow even larger and expand rapidly.
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Liu Xing's eyebrows shot up in alarm. Not only were the abominations growing in size, but their cultivation was also increasing!
He couldn't allow them to absorb any more of the civilian abominations. At the moment, they were at the Core Splitting realm five cores. But if they absorbed more and broke through to the Sun Refining realm, Liu Xing doubted he would stand a chance against them.
"Prince Yang Jinyan! Bombard them! Kill them all before they merge!"
Liu Xing activated his lightning blade and kicked the ground as hard as he could, trying to reach the giant abominations, but before he could reach his targets, more ripples spread through the air.
The clan and army abominations suddenly moved in unison. Hei clan abominations extended their hair, sharpening the ends into projectiles and shooting them at Liu Xing. Wu clan abominations slashed the air with their nails, sending crescent-shaped wind blades toward him. At the same time, spear-wielding abominations charged, their weapons glowing as they rushed forward.
Facing the coordinated assault, Liu Xing swung his lightning blade through the air, slicing apart the hair projectiles and wind blades while firing six shots at the spear-wielding abominations charging toward him. His blade cut through the attacks, and his bullets struck six abominations in the head, dropping them instantly. But despite their fall, more continued to rush forward with glowing spears.
Liu Xing kicked off the ground, launching himself into the sky. Some Hei clan members followed, their black hair writhing like tentacles, trying to ensnare him. He summoned his shield and prepared to kick it, but noticed that several Wu Clan members below were already ready to slash with their nails, anticipating his next move.
In a split-second decision, Liu Xing feinted. His feet touched the shield, but instead of kicking off, he held position. The Wu clan attacked, their crescent wind blades slicing through empty air where they'd predicted he'd be.
As he began to fall, he glanced at the abominations with an eye as their head, now as tall as two-story buildings. Their giant eyes focused on him, and he could almost imagine them smirking.
Below, two Hei clan abominations used their hair to form a ramp, allowing the army abominations to launch themselves at him.
The sight of a dozen four-legged abominations with human torsos and animal heads flying at him with spears was surreal, but Liu Xing centered himself. He pulled his trigger repeatedly, destroying them all. Most fell with exploded heads, while three split into pieces that splattered on impact.
Liu Xing knew he needed more speed. He had to deal with the eye-headed abominations—the generals, as he'd dubbed them in his mind—before they grew too powerful.
Liu Xing gritted his teeth as he looked at the abominations surrounding him. Twisting in the air, he flicked the Ethereal Pearl into his mouth and fired his gun repeatedly. Six bullets hit their targets, and the gun was immediately reloaded. He kept firing until hundreds of abominations lay dead around him. When he landed, he channeled potent qi into his right gauntlet and strengthened it with stable qi.
A giant ball of lightning, larger than himself, materialized before him. With a shout, he unleashed a palm strike, transforming the ball of lightning into a massive lightning pillar that surged toward one of the generals.
Seeing the lightning pillar, the target crossed its giant, wicked blade-arms, forming a blue barrier as the civilian abominations kept rushing toward it. The lightning pillar hit the barrier, spreading at first like water against a wall, but then broke through. The general was completely engulfed and sending out wild ripples that sounded like screams of agony before it turned to dust and fell silent.
Liu Xing channeled more potent qi into his gauntlets and swept his lightning pillar toward the other generals. When his assault ended, eight of the twelve general abominations had been reduced to dust along with thousands of civilian abominations.
Now he faced tens of Hei, Wu, and army abominations, plus four surviving generals that towered over the battlefield like towers. These generals had reached the peak of the Core Splitting realm—the same level as elder Xia Juetian and the snake-limbed abomination that had once overwhelmed him.
Without hesitation, Liu Xing kicked off the ground and charged toward the enemy. The clan and army abominations rushed to meet him, and the battle erupted once again.
"Come at me, all of you!" he shouted. The abominations responded with growls and roars and sending ripples through the air.