It seemed... they'd reached a stalemate.
Before the world's rules had been enhanced, Clover's juvenile form could withstand a fuel-air bomb and endure the extreme pressure in the depths of the ocean. One could imagine how tough its skin was.
Now, they were blasting it over and over.
Even Fang Xiu, who was gradually evolving toward a complete Sage Body, was starting to feel fed up.
—Most of his chakra was being spent on the oil bodies used for the puppets, which he had to keep creating with the Oil Transformation Technique.
To be fair, he had prepared in advance. After refining a small, crude Pot Heaven world, Fang Xiu had stored some oil inside it, so he didn't need to extract it from his body on the spot. But after checking the rather terrifying rate at which the oil in his gourd was being consumed, he didn't want to keep going.
It was worth noting that they had made some progress!
Some foul green liquid seeped from the gill-like parts of Clover's ears, though the bleeding soon stopped.
"Genjutsu can restrain it. Let's try fighting at close range. We'll gather as much information as we can and find its weakness... After all, there are four more identical targets to hunt besides this giant beast."
As the thought crossed his mind, Fang Xiu moved. He had always been quick to act, and no one saw how he left.
But one thing was certain—the team captain charged straight toward the battlefield.
From the beginning, that was the impression this man had left on the other veterans and semi-veterans:
Most of the time, he was calm, almost cold. He only became proactive when he was in a good mood or discussing business.
Aside from that, the only thing that stirred him was