Yun Che let out a low shout, shooting several yards higher as he stepped on star power and soared into the air. The Immortal-Splitting Saber cleaved down with tremendous force.
The blue-red blade light hacked straight into a gap in the Nine-Nine Fusion Experimental Subject's shoulder armor, stopping only when it reached bone. Black-green poisonous blood gushed along the blade.
The giant experimental subject roared in pain, all nine heads bellowing at once. Its thick arm swept across, forcing Yun Che to pull his saber free and retreat.
He had barely dodged the blow when the gaping wound began closing at a visible speed. Within a few breaths, only a faint scar remained. Even the bone had regrown.
Yun Che's pupils contracted slightly. Just as Wang Teng had said, this thing really could heal itself.
"See? No matter how many wounds you cut into it, it'll grow back. No matter how much strength you have, how long can you last?"
Wang Teng leaned against the iron railing, idly swinging his legs, his voice brimming with confident malice.
"I suggest you cripple your own cultivation now. Maybe I'll even leave your corpse intact and seal your soul inside an experimental subject, so you can watch me use your body to cultivate a stronger finished product."
Yun Che ignored his taunts and stared at the giant experimental subject in silence for a moment. Suddenly, he severed a claw lunging toward him with a backhand slash. Blue qi burst around him, driving back the poisonous blood surging toward him, while blue-green motes burrowed into the experimental subject through its wound.
Wang Teng's smile abruptly stiffened, but he sneered again a moment later. "Trying to corrode its flesh with your pure qi? I already tried that. Every bit of its flesh and blood was