Gone and Never Returned!

Wu Pifu struck the bloated monster's side with a palm, blasting it onto the mountain ridge and snapping the ridge apart with it. At the same instant, however, the spikes erupting from the monster's body pierced Wu Pifu as well, sending him crashing down at the foot of the mountain in another rising mushroom cloud.

From within the broken ridge, a bloated, writhing monster shoved aside the rocks and emerged once more.

Through the slaughter, healing, and some other unknown cause, this divine body that had once been imposing and carried the bearing of an immortal god had now completely transformed into a chaotic fiend. Heads proliferated like tumors, arms and legs tangled together and grew wildly, forming a disgusting monstrosity with not the slightest trace of human resemblance left.

Yet the further it strayed from human form, the stronger it became. Pushing aside the rocks, it roared, "You are not Him. You are far too weak, insect! If my true body were here, I could crush you to death with one finger!"

On the other side, Wu Pifu blasted apart a mass of rocks and earth as he charged out. He roared back, "If I were at my peak, one sneeze would blow you to death! You weak inhuman thing, you are not even one ten-thousandth as strong as the four powerful enemies I faced before! What the hell are you roaring for? Come, die!"

Both sides were consumed by fury. They charged forward and clashed head-on.

One was a twisted, proliferating mass of flesh; the other, a humanoid slime monster. Both were enraged, neither willing to yield an inch, yet both had their strength impaired for one reason or another. Though their clash looked earth-shattering to outsiders, to them it was as ridiculous as a pair of lowlifes