He struggled to his feet, climbed out of the Ghost-Faced Heron's heart, and stood on its back, retrieving the Short Hornet Dagger.
He scanned his surroundings for a ready-made pit where he could dig a hole to hide in.
Looking down at the Ghost-Faced Heron's still-intact corpse beneath his feet, Qin Siyang couldn't help marveling.
It really was a medium god.
Even after two violent crashes into the ground, its body was still intact, its dead features almost lifelike.
"Too bad the Ghost-Faced Heron I just killed is so far away. I wonder if I can still retrieve that disc carapace."
"Forget it. I'll dig a hole first and find somewhere to shelter, then cut off some Ghost-Faced Heron meat and eat as much as I can. I can't have come all this way for nothing."
"As for Little Zhao... there's nothing I can do. You're on your own..."
Just then, another figure swooped toward him.
Qin Siyang looked up.
It was actually the last Ghost-Faced Heron!
Greed flashed in its eyes.
It dove toward Qin Siyang.
The corner of Qin Siyang's eye twitched.
"Fuck you! You wouldn't come when I called you earlier, but now that I can't fight anymore, you finally show up!"
Qin Siyang's vision went black.
"This familiar feeling... I give up..."
He slid smoothly into the Ghost-Faced Heron's stomach.
Although Qin Siyang had fought and killed two Ghost-Faced Herons,
only a little over a minute had passed in total.
In less than two short minutes, he had already been swallowed five times.
The moment Qin Siyang entered the stomach, he suddenly saw a white light shine before him.
"Brother Qin! What are you doing here?"
Qin Siyang looked over and saw Zhao Sifang.
He held a sphere made of some unknown material that illuminated their