Chapter 162: Opportunity for the Berserk Giant

Huiwu Ren was completely baffled.

He had infused it with a full mouthful of his own jingxue, and even stolen a technique from Tiandao called "Canglong Fengjin." How could it vanish entirely after entering this boy's body?

What on earth had happened?

Did this guy's body contain some ultimate treasure?

But what kind of treasure could withstand the strongest strike of his six-path sealing technique and even devour the Canglong outright?

"This..."

Huiwu Ren was filled with shock and uncertainty. Honestly, if Xu Xiaoshou still had any power to fight back after that attack, then it might be time for him to flee.

After all, his own lingyuan in his body... well, he had already spat out his blood, so there wasn't a drop left to squeeze out.

But seeing Xu Xiaoshou frozen in place, unable to move, Huiwu Ren hesitated.

Was he really sealed? Or was this another trick?

Huiwu Ren was getting scared.

Even the Canglong had vanished without a trace, and Huiwu Ren himself doubted that the technique could fully seal off all of Xu Xiaoshou's abilities.

If Xu Xiaoshou was setting another trap to lure him in while he was weakened and then strike him down...

The consequences would be unthinkable!

Glancing around and seeing no one else, just a girl lying unconscious on the ground, Huiwu Ren pulled out a few dan yao and swallowed them.

As his lingyuan began to recover slightly, and with Xu Xiaoshou still not moving, he gritted his teeth, drew a sword from his ring, and charged forward.

This was a life-or-death gamble!

Thump, thump!

Was that a heartbeat?

The Canglong had shattered, and Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness was trapped in his Yuan Ting. There, he could only think—he couldn't feel his body at all, not even open his eyes.

It was as if his spirit and flesh had been separated!

Just then, a sense of crisis washed over him. Xu Xiaoshou knew Huiwu Ren was about to strike, but he was powerless to stop it.

"Am I just waiting to die?"

All his passive skills were sealed, and he wasn't sure if the effects of Zongshi Zhishen were still active.

If not, Huiwu Ren could probably stab him straight through with one sword.

Even if it was active, if he couldn't regain control of his body, the sealing force would wear him down layer by layer until he died anyway!

"One opportunity!"

He just needed one chance to wake up fully, and he could definitely take down Huiwu Ren. That guy...

If Xu Xiaoshou's guess was right, his lingyuan was almost depleted, even though he was at Zongshi level!

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the red interface, trying to call out, but no sound came.

No matter how urgently his thoughts raced or how desperately he sought help, it remained unresponsive!

"Damn system!" Xu Xiaoshou cursed angrily.

At that moment, deep in his consciousness, a sudden surge of agitation erupted, as if a primal, violent energy was awakening. Uncontrollably, Xu Xiaoshou felt a desire to vent it all.

What was going on?

His vision cleared for a second, and he saw Huiwu Ren's spiritual sword piercing him before darkness fell again.

Had the opportunity arrived?

Xu Xiaoshou's mind stirred. Could it be that the system didn't want to just sit idle anymore and was finally doing something?

"Sizzle!"

He finally felt a stab of pain, and that wild, primal desire surged again. Xu Xiaoshou glimpsed Huiwu Ren thrusting another sword into him...

Damn it, what was wrong with this guy?

How many swords was that now?

Was he just beating a dead body?

The scenes came in fits and starts, and Xu Xiaoshou felt his consciousness fading—this was his life force draining away.

"Dog system, wake me up already!"

"If he kills me, you're not getting out of this either!"

The red interface stayed still, showing no sign of wanting to act.

"Buzz!"

His mind buzzed again, and that violent force reemerged, pulling his sinking consciousness back a bit.

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly snapped to attention.

This definitely wasn't the red interface helping him. That thing never moved on its own—it just wanted to devour his power!

So, what was it?

The Mad Giant!

The awakening effect of "Strength"—a power that had never shown up before!

Could this violent force only appear when he was facing a life-or-death crisis?

Another pang of pain hit his body, but this time, Xu Xiaoshou didn't let the wild consciousness take over freely. Instead, he actively reached out to it, drawing it into himself.

The opportunity!

Come on, I need you!

Huiwu Ren was stunned.

It wasn't until his sword struck the boy and clanged loudly that he realized this guy wasn't just skilled with the sword—his physical body was incredibly tough.

This was the rare "Zongshi Zhishen" on the continent!

What kind of monster was he?

Huiwu Ren had stabbed him several times in a row, yet the boy was still hanging on, relying solely on the recovery power of Zongshi Zhishen. This wouldn't do at all!

Sensing that his own strength had finally recovered a little, Huiwu Ren channeled the sealing force into his spiritual sword.

This time, it wasn't a stab—it was a slash!

He swung down with all his might, aiming to cleave him in two!

"Boom!"

But before the sword could land, a massive explosion erupted in front of him. A dazzling golden light burst forth, and a tremendous force hurled him backward.

What was happening?

Huiwu Ren was bewildered. Xu Xiaoshou, who had been immobilized, was causing trouble again?

He quickly turned to look, and his pupils dilated in shock.

As the golden light faded, Xu Xiaoshou was gone, replaced by a massive golden statue over three zhang tall!

No, not a statue!

That face...

Huiwu Ren's mind was thrown into turmoil—it was clearly Xu Xiaoshou's face!

The golden giant, resembling Xu Xiaoshou, stood like a war god descended from the heavens, radiating a primal, violent aura with blood-red eyes.

After letting out a long, roaring howl toward the sky, the giant fixed its crimson gaze on Huiwu Ren.

Huiwu Ren checked his qi sea and found his lingyuan nearly exhausted. He swallowed hard. "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding..."

"Roar!"

The golden giant roared furiously, uprooting trees across several li and destroying them in an instant.

Huiwu Ren was flung into the air by the gale, feeling as if his very soul was about to dissipate.

His body halted abruptly in midair, leaving him dazed.

Regaining his senses, he saw nothing but gold before him and felt his legs go weak...

If he wasn't mistaken, the golden surface gripping him was the skin on the giant Xu Xiaoshou's fingers?

"Under suspicion, passive value, 1."

"Under curse, passive value, 1."

"Misunderstanding! Don't do this!"

As soon as he shouted, the giant slammed him brutally into the ground, shattering his bones.

And that wasn't the end—Huiwu Ren bounced back up...

Xu Xiaoshou howled at the sky, the wind howling with him, then grabbed Huiwu Ren's head and smashed it down again.

Boom, boom, boom...

The ground shook violently, and Tianxuan Men trembled as if sensing a power beyond the Zongshi level.

Yet, when Tiandao probed, Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation was merely at the initial Yuan Ting realm...

"What just happened?"

Inner court disciples in nearby trial secret realms were curious.

Tianxuan Men had been shaking since earlier, and now it was hit with earthquakes. They could feel the tremors even here...

The source must be some giant pounding the ground, right?

"You're overthinking it. It's probably Tianxuan Men opening up."

"...That doesn't seem right. I haven't been keeping exact track, but it's only been about two days. Isn't it supposed to be three?"

Curiosity wasn't enough to make them leave their spots—three days were too precious. Everyone was surprised but still tried to focus on their cultivation.

Another massive quake hit, jolting them out of their meditative states and nearly causing qi deviation.

"Damn it, are we even allowed to cultivate in peace? Can't you just stop already!"