Plunging downward while lying on his belly atop an invisible giant turtle was a surreal experience. Looking down, he could see his intended target, as if nothing separated him from the main core. Yet, there was no rushing wind against his face, creating a strange sensation, like being inside a crashing building. His heart hammered against his ribs as Liu Xing steadied his breathing and licked his lips. If he succeeded in destroying the main core, the giant would lose a crucial ingredient for its perfection. The turtle began to accelerate faster and faster. The wind rushing around him made his hair flutter, and his eyes locked onto the main core.

Wei Yi was looking up, probably trying to assess the situation since Liu Xing's turtle had become invisible. But to Liu Xing's surprise, Wei Yi still didn't make a move. This made Liu Xing think that perhaps Wei Yi still didn't realize the turtle was falling.

Liu Xing considered trying to accelerate the turtle further to ensure Wei Yi could not react in time, but nothing came to mind. So, he focused on holding onto the turtle with all his strength, afraid he would be blown off the turtle by the wind and reveal the falling turtle.

A moment later, the turtle had been falling for a full second. The wind howling in his ears, and as he looked down, he could see that only seconds remained before his turtle struck the main core. The main core was still spinning, still vibrating, but not moving left or right. Seeing this, his heart beat faster, hoping the turtle could crush the main core as easily as crushing a grape with his foot.

As the turtle closed within dozens of meters of the main core, Wei Yi’s eyes suddenly snapped toward him. It was like watching a man gazing into the distance suddenly focus on something nearby. Liu Xing knew, without a doubt, that Wei Yi had realized that he was under attack. Instantly, Wei Yi opened his mouth and let out a furious roar, like a lion trying to intimidate another lion attempting to seize its territory. A pair of hands sprouted from the side of the altar. They were made entirely of flesh, with bloody holes dotting their surface—marks where Liu Xing had destroyed some of the backs. The hands rose higher and higher, becoming thicker and more muscular. Yet, before they could fully form, his turtle arrived.

When the turtle struck the pair of hands, it looked almost as if two small mud towers were crushed by heavy steel balls. The hands bent backward before bursting into blood, utterly destroyed. Wei Yi’s giant eye widened, and with a panicked gaze, he tried to sprout ropes of flesh around the main core, crisscrossing them as if attempting to protect it. But it was futile. Liu Xing knew how soft that flesh was and how heavy his turtle was!

With a loud crash, his turtle hit the main core. It felt like the train he had been on suddenly crashed into a mountain. The world moved in slow motion, and his body pressed against the turtle shell. He gritted his teeth as he felt his body rattle as if made of jelly. Still, despite the pain, his eyes remained wide open, looking down. He noticed several things in the fraction of a second when the turtle hit. The main core flattened into a plate, as if it were a rubber ball pressed by an elephant’s foot. That meetball was strong! Moreover, it was still spinning! The altar, as well as the fleshy ground where it stood, collapsed. A moment after the turtle crashed into the meatball, a mere fraction of a second later, the turtle had destroyed the middle floor and plunged downward with the meatball. Bits of flesh fell with the turtle, painting the belly of the turtle statue red, making it hard for Liu Xing to see. But through the gaps in the destroyed and torn flesh, he could see that the main core, his target, was now shooting downward faster than his turtle's falling speed., as if it truly was a ball kicked by an elephant.

The fact it was still intact made Liu Xing grit his teeth, but when he saw it was still spinning, albeit with a wobbling motion, like a drunk man who had hit his head and suffered a concussion, Liu Xing realized that while it remained whole, his attack had worked.

“One more time!”

He instantly stopped his turtle from falling. As he did, some bits and pieces that had stuck to the belly of the turtle rained down, while most of it remained attached. He then controlled the qi around the turtle to move it upward, flying higher and higher again. He felt the potent qi surrounding the turtle readily obey him, striving to meet his expectations, and the turtle shot up like an invisible force parting the wind. In a moment, he ordered the turtle to stop. Above him, the hole of the giant’s throat contracted with a choppy and hasty rhythm, as if the giant suddenly could not breathe. Ignoring the giant’s reaction to the destruction of the altar, he looked downward and focused on his target.

The meatball was still spinning and wobbling around the lower ground of the giant, in a pool of blood that had fallen from holes he created by destroying the backs of abominations. Ropes and pillars of flesh began to form around it, as if Wei Yi was trying to create a hastily made cage to contain and protect it. The giant yellow eye itself looked angry and panicked, as if Wei Yi was torn between trying to save his son, who had grievous injuries, or enacting revenge. The giant mouth below it curved downward, and the lips pressed tightly together.

Upon seeing Wei Yi’s look, Liu Xing knew with certainty that he had made the right move. A strong blow to Wei Yi’s plan. He intended to do it again.

“Fall!”

Liu Xing ordered the potent qi to release the turtle, and gravity once again claimed it. As he and the turtle fell once more, he could see Wei Yi’s giant eye instantly look up, probably because the blood stuck to the belly of the turtle was visible, despite Liu Xing’s efforts to include it in his invisibility.

Wei Yi’s mouth began to snarl, and with a deep and loud rumble, the wall around the giant eye began to shift, creating hundreds of little pillars attempting to halt his descent. Moreover, one giant ball of qi formed in front of Wei Yi’s mouth once again. Liu Xing suspected he would unleash a laser attack that, while unable to destroy the turtle, could slow it down enough for the flesh pillars to catch him and his turtle.

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Thinking fast, Liu Xing controlled the potent qi surrounding him. He ordered the qi to gather above him and the turtle and push them downwards. The qi instantly obeyed, converging and pressing down like an invisible weight. Then, Liu Xing intensified his command, ordering the qi to push harder, accelerating the turtle even further. The change happened instantly. The turtle, already falling fast, accelerated further. The wind began howling, the rush of air filled his ears, and he could see that he and the turtle descended so fast, as if they were a meteor from outer space.

Wei Yi unleashed his attack. A red laser the size of a giant pillar, even bigger than his lightning pillar. It tore through the air and rushed toward the belly of the turtle. Seeing this attack, he controlled the potent qi around him to push harder, like an invisible hand pressing down on a bowling ball. When the attack hit the belly of the turtle, red light spread outward, as if his turtle were a mirror reflecting focused sunlight. The light struck the flesh walls around him, scorching them, while his turtle continued to descend with even greater speed.

Liu Xing roared, pushing the qi atop him harder. He did not even mind when his control slipped and he felt crushed by his own qi. He just wanted to end this battle as soon as possible!

The turtle crushed hundreds of little pillars of flesh as if they were merely towers made of sand. And in a single moment, he could see his target clearly, spinning and bumping around in the pitiful cage made by Wei Yi.

Wei Yi roared, but it was not a roar of defiance; it was merely a roar of frustration.

His turtle crushed the cage as well as the meatball itself, pressing it into the flesh ground that was half-submerged in a pool of blood. Once again, Liu Xing could see the meatball stretching to the side like a plate, crushed by the belly of his turtle. Blood squeezed out from the meatball as if it were a fruit pressed to make juice. But, before the meatball was entirely destroyed, the full weight of the turtle, as well as the force pushing it, tore through the flesh ground entirely once again.

Wei Yi’s roar this time was accompanied by a giant, louder, blood-curdling roar, one that made the air tremble so violently it felt like the air itself was trying to slash him to bits. It was a normal reaction. After all, Liu Xing had made a hole in the rear of the giant. Even an immortal would roar in pain if their bottom was gone!

Still, Liu Xing did not relish this roar too much. His eyes scanned downward, trying to find the meatball among the bits and pieces falling downward. Soon he found it. The meatball fell so fast it looked like a meteor. He could even hear the whistling of the air around it. The situation was actually similar to the first time his turtle hit the meatball, but instead of landing in the lower part of the giant, the meatball hit the earth, creating a cloud of dust as well as bits and pieces flying around it. Whether these bits and pieces were from the rear of the giant that had been fully destroyed or from the abominations he had killed on the culling, he did not know and did not care. The most important part was the meatball. While it had already stopped spinning and vibrating, and blood leaked from it, it was still mostly intact.

Without thinking too much, Liu Xing controlled the potent qi around him and once again ordered it to push his still-falling turtle. There were many bits and pieces stuck to the belly of the turtle, making it hard for Liu Xing to see the target, so as he fell, he willed his invisibility to swallow them.

The invisible turtle and its master descended once again. The potent qi pushed and pushed and pushed, as if cultivators were striking the turtle with palm strikes, accelerating it faster and faster. Liu Xing could hear Wei Yi’s roar and the giant roar behind him. He could see the giant move its hands, trying to catch him and his turtle, but it was slow, and even if it were fast enough, its trajectory was too far from his invisible turtle.

“Die!” Liu Xing shouted.

As if hearing Liu Xing’s shout, the giant meatball actually wobbled to the side. He could see the meatball’s mouth open and let out a wailing sound, like the cry of a pitiful whale. But, before it could wobble away from its position, the turtle arrived.

As soon as Liu Xing hit the meatball, the world felt slower to his perception. And he could see clearly that the turtle pressed against the meatball. At first, it widened and formed into the shape of a plate once again, but then he could hear a loud “pop” sound, as if the meatball were a water balloon thrown against a wall. The sound was wholly satisfying. Liu Xing knew, without a doubt, that the meatball had been destroyed!

At the same time the meatball was destroyed, the turtle hit the ground hard, and the earth surged upward, as if the turtle had not landed on earth but water, creating a huge tsunami that traveled outward like a giant ripple. It let out a sound so loud it seemed a giant bomb had just exploded, and the tremors of the impact shook the world, even the orange barrier that still stood trembled. The remaining rubble of the buildings of the Twelve Sun Empire, which stood pitifully, finally relinquished their precarious hold and fell to the ground. Now, the capital of the Twelve Sun Empire was level with the ground entirely. Flat.

In the center of the impact, Liu Xing held onto the turtle as hard as possible. Blood erupted from his mouth, and his entire body hurt, as if all the bones in it had shattered. What he had just done was like throwing himself from a high tower and landing flat on his belly. Still, his body was actually better than he had hoped. He could still move, and his vitality would probably mend the most grievous injuries on his body soon.

After a moment, the tremors stopped, and the turtle finally settled on the earth. Looking around, he could see he was in the middle of a giant crater, quite deep, as if he were at the bottom of a giant pool.

Liu Xing inhaled deeply. His heart beat rhythmically in his chest. And he glanced toward the towering giant. It let out a blood-curdling roar, blood fell freely from its bottom, and the giant eye on its belly looked at him with murderous intent.

While the giant was still alive, Liu Xing had destroyed the main core, one that was crucial for the giant's perfection. With the meatball gone, the giant had no hope of breaking through to the next realm, which meant it would be possible for Liu Xing to defeat it. After all, he had destroyed the bottom of the giant with his giant turtle. He knew the inside of the giant was hollow and soft, and he was confident he could destroy each and every important organ of the giant.

Liu Xing let a smile bloom on his face, one so wide as if he were a predator looking at his prey. The giant, as well as Wei Yi, was still dangerous, but right now, instead of a giant boar he needed to fight to the death, they felt like a cornered rat. Still dangerous, but one he could easily kill if he approached the fight carefully.

“Moreover, I finally knew what was wrong with my core,” Liu Xing said to himself.

Now, he could break through.