Chapter 103: The Magma Giant

After traveling forward for over fifty miles, Wei Cheng suddenly sensed a scorching heat rapidly approaching, followed by a fierce hurricane sweeping through.

“Everyone, be careful!”

With a wave of his hand, Wei Cheng swiftly formed five immovable golden bells using strange talisman seals, trapping himself, Liu Sui, Xu Shan, Yu Liang, and Mei Renli inside.

At this moment, Yu Liang and Mei Renli had just begun to gather their own immovable golden bells.

Too slow!

Almost simultaneously, the terrifying hurricane seemed to tear open a massive rift in the heavens and earth, blowing sand and stones everywhere. Even massive boulders weighing hundreds of pounds flew wildly like ping-pong balls, striking the golden bells with a loud clang.

Yet, Wei Cheng’s five golden bells were clearly superior to their previous forms, radiating a brilliant golden light, faintly revealing majestic mountains standing firm and unyielding.

Only after several minutes did the hurricane dissipate, and the black fog covering fifty miles vanished without a trace. The golden bells dimmed slightly but bore not a single crack.

Wei Cheng calmly retracted the five golden bells, having expended only a negligible amount of his Mountain-moving inner strength.

Liu Sui and Xu Shan remained relatively composed at the sight, but Yu Liang and Mei Renli stared with envy as if their eyes would pop out.

“Boss, is this the benefit of you choosing to enhance your inner strength’s quality?”

“Something like that.”

Wei Cheng nodded, though the real credit lay in the deep refinement of the Mountain-moving visualization map.

“Old Wei, is this place one we’ve been through before? The terrain and landscape feel completely changed.”

Xu Shan spoke up. Without the black fog, they could see everything clearly, yet strangely, the clearer their view, the more uneasy they felt.

Especially when they looked back, the path they had come from was gone.

No, they had even lost their sense of direction.

“Calm yourselves! Don’t overthink!”

Wei Cheng suddenly roared, his voice like thunder, shaking their minds and making their bodies waver. When they recovered and looked around again, they were nearly terrified out of their wits.

Before them was no longer a desolate area but a cliff’s edge. Below the cliff flowed a river of magma, several hundred meters wide, boiling fiercely. Across the molten river rose a towering mountain, piercing the clouds.

When had they arrived here?

Why had the terrain changed so drastically?

Only Wei Cheng was calm. This was the terrain shift caused by the fourth wave of the demon shadow curse, likely related to the P-Legion’s mission in the underground world beneath the ruins of Floating Cloud City.

“Everyone, be careful here—”

Wei Cheng was about to warn them, but before he could finish, a roar erupted.

From the molten sea, a magma giant over fifty meters tall suddenly rose, crouched slightly, and then leapt upward with a bound, carrying thousands of tons of magma into the air before stomping down toward their position.

If they were crushed, they’d be flattened into tiny meat patties instantly.

“Retreat!”

Wei Cheng dared not resist. Grabbing Yu Liang and Mei Renli by the arms, he dashed backward.

As for Liu Sui, Xu Shan caught him around the waist and shot backward over a hundred meters—there was no choice; no one could compare to that.

“Boom!”

The magma giant’s massive foot slammed down, and the torrent of magma transformed into a heavy, solid suit of fiery armor. Part of the magma also formed a colossal flaming greatsword thirty meters long and more than ten meters thick.

But that wasn’t all.

The magma giant wielded the flaming greatsword in one hand, while the other, blazing with fierce flames, reached toward the magma sea behind it.

Unseen, it somehow sucked a massive amount of molten lava into its hand like a dragon drawing water, instantly forming a fireball three to four meters in diameter, which it hurled toward Wei Cheng and the others.

Fast, precise, and enormous.

It even broke the sound barrier!

What the hell!

What kind of monster is this?

Startled, Wei Cheng couldn’t dodge and dared not evade. Yu Liang and Mei Renli had become nothing but burdens.

“Move!”

With a burst of power, Wei Cheng flung the two aside, pivoted, and without using his hands, rapidly formed seals. His spiritual power flowed, and golden talismans flickered before his eyes.

Then, around him, a stream of immovable golden bell talismans formed fluidly—fifteen in total.

Truly fast, numerous, and powerful.

Almost immediately, the massive fireball struck Wei Cheng, engulfing him completely. The golden bells around him popped like children’s bubble toys—pop, pop, pop, pop! Eight burst instantly before the ninth finally withstood the fireball.

So, that was all it was.

Wei Cheng sneered inwardly but remained cautious. His eyes flickered with golden talismans, constantly maintaining the fifteen immovable golden bell seals, ready to release them instantly or disperse them as needed.

As expected, the magma giant was no mere brute.

Just as Wei Cheng leapt from the scalding magma, the magma giant unleashed its dragon-sucking water ability again. A second massive magma fireball tore through the air.

More deadly still, after throwing the fireball, the magma giant gripped the flaming greatsword and charged at full speed—

Actually, just one step.

But it was so fast it seemed like a combo attack.

This sight even terrified the fleeing Xu Shan, who screamed in alarm, while Yu Liang and Mei Renli were utterly frightened.

A magma giant over fifty meters tall was overwhelmingly imposing.

They wanted to assist, but the disparity in strength was too great. Moreover, they were still caught within the shockwave of the exploding fireball. The magma giant charged too swiftly—it was impossible to intervene in time.

“Husband!”

Xu Shan screamed again, but at this moment, Liu Sui suddenly turned and charged back like a purple whirlwind!

Still, it was too late.

The second fireball instantly engulfed Wei Cheng again, followed by the flaming greatsword slashing down on his head.

Unmatched speed.

Wei Cheng was doomed!

Yet, suddenly, the roaring sound of rushing river water filled everyone’s ears.

Mountains appeared—hundreds of meters wide—circled by a vast river flowing with majestic momentum.

A shaft of golden light, like the sunrise in the east.

A voice arose, resembling flowing water and mountain winds.

Under this power, the flaming giant’s mighty sword strike seemed weightless, its flames extinguishing with each inch until vanishing completely.

It could no longer harm Wei Cheng in the slightest.

At this most deadly, perilous moment, Wei Cheng unleashed his ultimate trump card—the Way of Non-Contestation.

He had not dared to release the ultimate form of the immovable golden bell before, fearing he couldn’t withstand the blow.

His judgment proved correct.

That sword strike’s power was immense; almost no force but the Way of Non-Contestation could confront it head-on.

Fortunately, after refining the Mountain-moving visualization map to 95%, the Way of Non-Contestation’s power was unimaginable, capable of channeling the sword’s might into the illusions of mountains and rivers.

Harnessing the strength of the landscape, it silently nullified the attack.

“Liu Sui!”

Wei Cheng roared wildly and suddenly activated the ultimate form of the immovable golden bell, trapping the flaming giant within.

However, the giant was so colossal that even this ultimate form could only encase up to its waist, binding it for merely one second.

Yes, just one second—the ultimate golden bell shattered instantly.

But for the rapidly advancing Liu Sui, that second was Wei Cheng’s lifeline, allowing him to close in the moment the golden bell broke!

With a mighty, resonant dragon’s roar, Liu Sui was enveloped in purple clouds. Countless purple palm shadows scattered across the sky like dragon scales, striking heavily upon the giant’s chest in an instant.

This was a powerful move Liu Sui learned after mastering the sixth, seventh, and eighth levels of the Flying Dragon Palm technique—an ultimate skill akin to the immovable golden bell.

Its power was over ten times stronger than the usual Flying Dragon Palm release.

Though the magma giant wore thick, hard fiery armor and had immense defense and size—

In that moment, Liu Sui’s full-force Flying Dragon Palm sent it flying, shattering the fiery armor on its chest and denting its massive torso by five or six meters.

Yet, the giant only staggered back four or five steps, swaying but not falling. It was still alive!

It even slapped Liu Sui away with one massive hand.

At that moment, a swift gust of wind passed, a flash of cold light streaked by, and Xu Shan charged like lightning, stabbing directly into the giant’s eye. Pure golden flames flowed out, like blood.

“Roar!”

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