Ji Dongyang roared again and charged toward him. Each step he took made the ground tremble.

He still had six bullets infused with beast cores. Despite the terrifying appearance of this spirit beast, he had a chance to defeat it.

Liu Xing raised his gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet was infused with Explosion Fist. When it struck the beast's chest, it blasted the creature into the air. Its chest only smoked and charred slightly, far from Liu Xing's expectation of a one-shot kill.

The spirit beast landed on its feet ,its gazelle-like legs kicking the ground as it lunged at him.

With Lightning Cloak still active, Liu Xing moved. The world blurred momentarily, and when he stopped, he was behind the spirit beast.

He pulled the trigger three times, shooting the beast in the back. The three bullets exploded simultaneously, slamming it into a tree and flattening it. Its back was charred, bleeding green blood from one or two spots, but otherwise, it remained intact.

"Two bullets left," muttered Liu Xing.

This spirit beast was entirely different from any others he had fought. Its defense was tough, as if its skin were made of iron.

"You can't defeat me!" Ji Dongyang shouted as he rose to his feet and lunged at Liu Xing once more. Tentacles sprouted from its back, resembling a pair of wings, and its speed suddenly doubled.

When its clawed hand almost reached his throat, Liu Xing stepped aside. From this close, Liu Xing could smell its foul smell, but Liu Xing ignored it and conjured a long lightning blade and swung at its neck.

When the blade touched its neck, Liu Xing felt that it had successfully pierced the skin. But after a few centimeters, the blade stopped, as if there was a hard steel beam inside the neck.

Ji Dongyang, who possessed the spirit beast, attempted to swat him, but Liu Xing used its large arm as a springboard to leap away. He flew through the air and landed in the center of the clearing.

Raising his left hand, Liu Xing aimed his gun. The Ji Dongyang lunged at him even faster than before. Liu Xing jumped back.

When he landed, the creature's clawed hand was only inches away from his face. Liu Xing infused the beast core bullet with Exploding Fist with as much qi as possible, more than normal, and pulled the trigger.

He aimed for its chest. The creature's clawed hand was moments away from ripping his face off when the bullet hit. The impact sent it flying, and as it sailed through the air, it exploded.

The explosion was so powerful that Liu Xing was pushed backwards, his feet leaving trails in the blood-soaked grass.

When the smoke cleared, he saw the spirit beast was still alive, but its left torso, arm, and part of its side were missing, as if someone had taken a bite out of a biscuit. It rose to its feet, tentacles and muscular strands wriggling and regenerating.

Liu Xing should have aimed for the head. He thought that targeting the charred chest would be more effective given the existing injury, but his judgment had been wrong.

A roar echoed in the distance, followed by screams, galloping, howling, and strange and menacing sounds.

A giant black wolf with yellow eyes emerged first. Its ferocious face and pitch-black fur glowed under the moonlight. Soon, many monsters surrounded him. It was a repeat of the earlier fight, but with slightly different details. Firstly, there were many seventh-stage creatures here, and secondly, the arrival of the spirit beasts showed no signs of stopping. In the sky, dozens of flying spirit beasts circled him, ranging from groups of lions with eagle wings and monkey heads to the flying horse with only bones left.

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Liu Xing's heart raced. The howling, screeching, galloping, and strange noises continued unabated, as if every spirit beast in Dragon Skull Forest was converging on this spot. Liu Xing guessed that if he were to fly high into the sky, he would see hundreds of spirit beasts climbing, running, and flying toward the hill, like ants swarming an anthill.

Ji Dongyang's laughter reverberated through the clearing. His sinister chuckles were accompanied by growls, howls, and screeches from the surrounding spirit beasts, creating a cacophony that sent shivers down Liu Xing's spine.

"Attack!"

A massive wolf-like spirit beast opened its jaws, unleashing a red pillar of light that streaked toward Liu Xing like a laser beam. Rolling to the side, Liu Xing narrowly avoided being struck as a giant flying sword with a serpent's eye on its hilt attempted to skewer him. Swiftly evading, he used a giant grasshopper spirit beast as a springboard to dodge a swooping eagle.

From there, Liu Xing moved frantically. The world blurred around him, every corner filled with danger. Dodging left and right, he desperately evaded thorn missiles shot by a horde of giant cacti, deflected strikes from a seemingly ordinary tiger, and sliced his way through a group of worm-like creatures, each with grotesque monkey heads on their tips.

Cold sweat ran down his back, adrenaline pumping through his veins. His heart raced, demanding solutions in the face of imminent danger. Amidst lightning fast movements, Liu Xing racked his brain, searching for a way to turn the tide. The simplest and most effective approach would be to eliminate a seventh-level spirit beast, but with the clearing teeming with deadly enemies, stopping was not an option. With only one bullet left, his next move had to count.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Xing wielded his lightning blade while slashing at any spirit beast within reach, searching for the most weak seventh stage spirit beast. A colossal wooden golem attempted to stomp him, but Liu Xing rolled under its foot, slashing its leg with his lightning blade, which sliced effortlessly through the wood, leaving a deep mark.

Seeing this, Liu Xing realized that this golem was the softest of the bunch. This was his opening.

As the golem slammed its foot down, Liu Xing rolled behind it, swiftly taking aim at its exposed back. Adrenaline slowed time around him. Amidst the chaos of a lion pouncing, a flying sword lunging, and claws ripping towards him, Liu Xing squeezed the trigger.

Bullets flew, striking the golem's back until it exploded into fragments. Shrapnel scattered, hitting nearby spirit beasts.

Liu Xing leaped and dodged most of the blows, though one lucky claw left a long, gaping wound on his back. Still, he soared upwards, a ferocious grin on his lips, his gun aimed down at a group of encroaching spirit beasts. His gun was now charged with the beast core qi of a seventh stage spirit beast.

"Eat this!"

Liu Xing unleashed rapid shots, his bullets finding their target amidst the chaos. Six spirit beasts exploded in a bloody spectacle, limbs and entrails flying. His gun, once again filled with bullets infused with the beast cores of seventh stage spirit beasts, continued to fire.

He took aim at every spirit beast in sight. Previously overwhelming in numbers, they now struggled to maneuver in the midst of the battle. Taking advantage of their confusion, Liu Xing fired with unerring accuracy. His gun seemed endless, his movements fluid as he darted from one target to the next. Though his lightning blade couldn't sever the head of a seventh stage spirit beasts, he aimed for their eyes or limbs to slow their movement.

Liu Xing danced through the battlefield, relentless in his onslaught. Spirit beasts fell with each passing second, painting the ground in shades of red, yellow, and green. His relentless assault continued unabated. The world blurred around him, yet every action was clear and purposeful.

He fell into a rhythm: move, shoot, another spirit beast exploded. Slash, slash, shoot—roll away. He kicked aside a diving eagle, pulling the trigger to detonate a giant worm.

The battle was relentless. And as the moon set and the sun rose, Liu Xing continued to fight. The once serene clearing below the portal was now a wasteland of blood and countless craters. Limbs, heads, and body parts were strewn about, trampled by the relentless stampede of the spirit beasts.

Skull Hill slowly lost its shape under the onslaught. If the battle persisted, it might be flattened altogether.

Occasionally, Ji Dongyang would appear, orchestrating sneak attacks by controlling certain spirit beasts with lure-like antennae growing from their bodies, while other times he hid in the shadows. But he couldn't flee. He had opened a portal to a pocket dimension, preparing to possess another cultivator. Seeing his anglerfish-gazelle-humanoid hybrid melting like a candle, Liu Xing knew he needed to find a new vessel soon.

He jumped towards a sixth stage walking flower spirit beast and sliced it in two, while simultaneously shooting a vase-shaped spirit beast that spat out several snake-like creatures, causing it to explode spectacularly.

Liu Xing kicked off the ground and soared towards a giant dragonfly. The creature tried to intercept him in mid-air, but a single bullet from Liu Xing's gun shattered it into a thousand pieces.