Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 468: The Death of Gaoyuan

"[Golden Divide]!" A beam of golden light bisected Gaoyuan's body, turning him into two sacks of flesh and bone. As they revolved quickly in mid-air, they became approximately spherical, and Gaoyuan's face appeared on both spheres.

The left Gaoyuan said, "My testicles are the crux to my regeneration, and as long as they haven't been destroyed, I can continue living on."

The right Gaoyuan said, "Indeed, targeting my testicles was the right choice, but your understanding of my weakness is far too simplistic. I had my godfather encapsulate my soul within my testicles, so in some sense, I have an immortal body!"

The hunters reared back in shock upon seeing the grotesque nature of Gaoyuan's body. "Encapsulating your soul in your... testicles? Don't you feel disgusted?!"

The left Gaoyuan smiled blissfully. "This is my lifelong dream! What's there to be ashamed of?"

The right Gaoyuan said, "I've always wanted to become two testicles, and I feel happier than I've ever been before!"

Just what had Gaoyuan experienced to dream of something so perverted? He seemed to be even worse than Xueju. Just because he liked eating testicles hardly meant that he would want to become a pair of testicles—someone who enjoyed eating beef wouldn't necessarily want to become a cow.

Gaoyuan had set his sights on what seemed to be an impossible dream, but what simultaneously shocked and repulsed the hunters was that he… had managed it. He, who had transformed into two balls of meat, yelled out, "Do you see the power of my body now?"

"In that case, if I destroy both your... balls... I'll be able to kill you," Sun Xiaowu surmised.

"Do you think I'll let you do that?"

The two balls charged toward Sun Xiaowu, who rapidly stepped back. Part of Gaoyuan's flesh landed on his hand, which stuck to his skin and began to grow at an alarming rate, just like a patch of mold. With his other arm, Sun Xiaowu hurriedly sliced off the offending patch of substance.

The two meatballs began to revolve rapidly as flecks of meat sprayed out from their bodies toward the hunters nearby.

Sun Xiaowu cried out, "Don't let those flecks of meat touch you!"

The hunters immediately reacted, defending themselves with their own soulshards, whereas the sura ducked down and ran.

Whenever a fleck of meat landed on a human or sura's body, it would quickly spread to cover the entire body, turning it into a disgusting mass of meat that made its way over to join Gaoyuan's two bulging balls.

Sun Xiaowu armored himself with his golden longhorn beetle soulshard before charging forward with [Blinding Flash]. Dozens of clones each performed [Goldenscale Palm], and a burst of concentrated light lit up the entire sura camp.

When the attacks smashed into the meatballs, however, even more flecks of meat sprayed out toward the surrounding fighters, and Sun Xiaowu had to cut his attack short.

The deputy leader of the hunters realized that their continued presence here would only hold Sun Xiaowu back, and he commanded, "Hunters, retreat! Cover the perimeter!"

The balls of meat suddenly burst apart, spraying meat all over.

"[Blinding Flash]!" Once again, Sun Xiaowu and all his clones leapt up into the air, performing exactly the same action. A golden glow radiated from all their bodies, basking the world in light. The clones merged into Sun Xiaowu's main body, and the countless activated copies of [Blinding Flash] merged into one.

Golden scales covered up Sun Xiaowu's arm as it grew thicker and thicker, and the image of a golden qilin appeared behind him. As he punched forward, the golden qilin materialized into reality, rushing toward the center of the meatballs and vaporizing all the flecks of meat around him.

"[Blinding Flash: Hundredfold Echo]!" Sun Xiaowu's body split into over a hundred clones, so many they seemed to fill the sky.

"[Golden Divide]!" The hundred clones all used [Golden Divide] simultaneously, coloring the sky in gold.

Hundreds of golden beams of light fell from the heavens, vaporizing any meat in their way.

Sun Xiaowu landed on the ground, slightly out of breath. He had spent a great deal of genetic energy all at once for his ultimate technique. Just then, a small ball of meat dug itself out of the ground.

Gaoyuan had secretly hidden a ball of meat in the ground as he waited for Sun Xiaowu to drop his guard, thinking that he had won. Just as the ball of meat jumped out of the ground, Sun Xiaowu suddenly turned around and said, "You think you can sneak up on me? You're a few thousand years too early!"

A golden beam of light struck the ball hovering in mid-air.

"No!" Gaoyuan screamed. "No, no!"

The ball exploded as Sun Xiaowu shouted, "Gaoyuan's dead! Slaughter the rest of the sura, now!"

The deputy leader raised his arms in a cheer and commanded the human hunters, "We strike now!"

The sura gaped. How had their king lost? How had the humans grown so strong all of a sudden? Could they have been hiding their strength in preparation for a concerted takeover of the sura?

As the hunters rushed forward, the few sura remaining turned and fled.

In another camp, the fight between Moyan and Li Feng had also reached its apex.

Beams of light flashed and arced through the air. Sura corpses littered the ground. Li Feng might only have had a dozen hunters and another two dozen or so Yeluo fighters by him, but his efficiency in battle was comparable to that of any other force dispatched by Renhuang.

With the assistance of the Yeluo poison, the sura's numerical advantage was largely irrelevant; few problems on the battlefield couldn't be solved by a vial of Yeluo poison, and those that couldn't succumbed to another vial.

Li Feng was gradually taking the upper hand in the fight against Moyan as the latter accumulated more scratches and wounds.

Moyan commented in surprise, "I can't believe there are existences like you among the humans. But this is as far as you'll get—I hope you won't die too quickly."

Moyan's eye sockets began burning with black flame. Fresh blood seeped out of his sockets, like tears of blood, as the black flames shot forward.

Thinking that this was Moyan's signature move, Li Feng responded in kind...