Chapter 55: You Dare Measure Me?

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A cold glint flashed fiercely in Li Chenqiu’s eyes. He suddenly pushed off with his feet, his entire body spiraling upward like a helicopter rotor along the giant’s palm.

Hiss—

In an instant, red blood streamed like fluttering ribbons, wrapping around the giant’s arm. Large chunks of flesh tore away, hanging limply over his bones.

“No!”

The giant’s features contorted in pain as he raised his palm to strike his own left shoulder preemptively. If Li Chenqiu continued his ascent, he would be struck by the giant’s massive hand.

Calm and unflinching in the face of the giant’s anticipation, Li Chenqiu summoned his strength and drew his broad blade. His pupils contracted to pinpoints, fixating on the giant’s neck.

Just as the giant’s palm was about to fall, Li Chenqiu curled his body tightly. A fine network of blood marks spread from the soles of his feet upward, as if accumulating some terrifying power.

At the critical moment, a heavy, muffled blast echoed beneath Li Chenqiu’s feet. The giant’s arm, as if struck by a cannonball, fell powerless.

Li Chenqiu’s figure vanished into the night as if erased by heaven and earth.

“Roar!” The giant let out a terrified, furious roar, his eyes wild and confused as he looked around.

Meanwhile, above the giant’s head, Li Chenqiu fell like a shooting star, his scimitar gleaming brilliantly under the red moon.

At this moment, he was like divine retribution, his eyes filled with contemptuous indifference.

The sharp, piercing rush of wind echoed through the world. The giant finally noticed the movement overhead and looked up, meeting Li Chenqiu’s gaze directly.

Instantly, an inexplicable fear blossomed in the giant’s heart. He instinctively reached out to block, but it was too late.

Li Chenqiu’s form brushed past the giant’s cheek, gripping the hilt as he plunged the blade into the giant’s neck.

“Die!” Li Chenqiu shouted coldly, pressing the tip of his foot on the giant’s neck, using his sole to twist the blade along the giant’s thick neck.

Shhh—

A stream of blood sprayed from the wound like fleeting fireworks in the night sky—brilliant yet fading.

“No, no, no!” The giant opened his gaping maw, a terrifying roar whipping up a fierce wind, making Li Chenqiu’s clothes flutter wildly and causing blood to gush from his ears.

Crack!

The sound of the blade snapping echoed from the giant’s neck.

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Li Chenqiu realized his scimitar had struck the giant’s cervical vertebrae. The blade’s hardness alone wasn’t enough to shatter the giant’s bones.

But that didn’t matter—no blade, no problem. He had himself.

With a powerful push from his toes, Li Chenqiu vaulted to eye level with the giant.

“Farewell,” he murmured, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. His left leg tore through the air, producing a deafening sonic boom as it struck the giant’s head.

Bang!

The giant’s neck snapped instantly, and his massive head shot off like a cannonball, flying toward a distant hillock.

Boom!!!

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, dust billowed over the hill, stones scattering like bullets. A gigantic crater, ten meters deep, was gouged into the hill.

Several dozen meters away, the Horse-Faced demon swallowed nervously, trembling as he raised a hand to touch the bloodied scratch across his face.

On the battlefield, after kicking off the giant’s head, Li Chenqiu landed smoothly on the ground.

The towering fifty-meter giant’s body slowly collapsed behind him, crashing into a grove of trees and stirring a fierce wind.

A minute later, the scene gradually quieted. Li Chenqiu emerged, his steps somewhat unsteady, and approached the suspicious palace. He tossed the now-bladeless hilt at He Lu’s feet.

“Your blade needs replacing. It’s too dull,” Li Chenqiu said calmly.

“You… you…” He Lu stared at Li Chenqiu as if he were a monster. “Is this your first restriction?”

Li Chenqiu shook his head. “I’ve broken through to the second restriction, but right now, suppressed by the Underworld, I’m effectively at the first restriction.”

“I… you… I… thank you!” He Lu stammered, struggling to form a complete sentence before finally forcing out a heartfelt thanks.

Then, enduring the sharp pains and discomfort radiating from his body, he steadied himself and weakly asked, “One of my companions was swallowed whole by that giant. Can you help me get over there so I can look for him?”

“Not yet. There are too many eyes nearby,” Li Chenqiu replied, turning to scan the surroundings.

He Lu looked around and was startled.

In the surrounding forest, either in groups or alone, there were roughly over a hundred resurrected beings.

Among them were the Shenyuan Nation of the New World and the Horse-Faced demon of the Underworld, each with wary yet greedy expressions fixed on Li Chenqiu.

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“Li Chenqiu, there should be a key in the palace behind you. Did you take it already?” the Horse-Faced demon asked coldly, glancing at Li Chenqiu’s pocket.

Li Chenqiu sneered disdainfully. “Yes, I took the key inside, and I also took the key guarded by the giant just now. Any objections?”

Before the Horse-Faced demon could respond, Shenyuan Nation from afar mocked, “No matter how strong you are, you’re still just first restriction. You killed so many giants alone—how much of that fierce power do you still have now?

“We’re not blind. Your trembling hand hidden in your sleeve, your unsteady steps—all reveal your weakness.”

The Horse-Faced demon narrowed his eyes and continued, “I know you still have some fight left, but I don’t think you can face so many opponents alone again.

“Though there’s friction among us resurrected, we’re especially united against humans. You can kill those simple-minded giants, but that doesn’t mean you can take on hundreds of resurrected with various powers. Am I right?”

“So what?” Li Chenqiu raised an eyebrow. “You’d rather talk so much than step forward and test me? Afraid to fight me?”

His expression remained calm, his brows unyielding.

Of course, all of this was a facade. As these people guessed, Li Chenqiu was nearly drained after slaying the last giant.

His overexertion fogged his mind, but the sharp pains radiating from his internal organs kept him from losing consciousness.

Even so, Li Chenqiu was not panicked.

He was confident that, even exhausted, if he chose to leave, no one could stop him.

Seeing Li Chenqiu hesitate instead of striking immediately, the Horse-Faced demon pressed his advantage.

“To be honest, I don’t want to fight you. Though we could easily overwhelm you together, if you fight back fiercely when dying, many of us could be hurt. At this critical moment, I don’t want my people dying for something so meaningless.”

“Exactly. Hand over the two keys you carry, and the New World won’t bother your fate. How about it?” Shenyuan Nation bluntly offered.

Li Chenqiu chuckled softly. His gaze grew colder, deeper—a chill radiated from him.

“You think you’re gods, daring to test me, daring to take what’s mine?” Li Chenqiu rolled up his sleeves, eyes flashing with undisguised contempt.

“Who among you deserves to measure me? Who dares to?”