The sound of wind being torn apart whistled as countless fleshy tendrils shot out from the wriggling mass of flesh, attempting to ensnare him.
Zhang Ling's hands moved, forming a magical seal as the Celestial Star Sand transformed into quicksand, swirling around him to create a protective sand wall, blocking the incoming attacks.
The fleshy tendrils were coated in a highly corrosive liquid, and the Celestial Star Sand could only provide temporary defense. He needed to escape as quickly as possible.
He waved both hands simultaneously, sending dozens of beams of light towards the seven flying swords, causing them to shimmer with a dazzling cyan glow and become almost transparent. At the same time, with a flick of his sleeve and a flash of crimson light, the Blood Soul Cauldron, obtained from Madam Cao, appeared in his hand.
Zhang Ling forcefully struck his chest, spitting out a large mouthful of vital essence that merged into the Blood Soul Cauldron. His hand gestures shifted, forming blood-colored runes.
"Rise!"
He roared inwardly as the treasure flew above his head, spinning rapidly and expanding to a size of about thirty feet, emitting a large cloud of blood mist that spread outwards.
In an instant, it filled the entire space formed by the fleshy walls. Wherever it passed, the frantically wriggling fleshy tendrils ceased their movements, as if frozen in place, with a layer of blood-colored ice crystals forming on them.
The churning stomach acid beneath his feet was also frozen, and even the surrounding fleshy walls stopped wriggling, covered in thick blood-colored crystalline blocks.
With a loud ripping sound, a streak of cyan light flashed past, carrying a sharp aura that struck the fleshy wall directly in front of him. It sliced open a gash over thirty feet long, and blood gushed out of the opening like a fountain.
Zhang Ling swept his divine sense around, his expression not looking good. The wound he had created was not small, but in the blink of an eye, it began to heal rapidly. Fleshy tendrils quickly moved through it, first like countless threads, stitching the wound closed.
"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to break through the Xuan Turtle's body from the inside. This regenerative ability is comparable to a regenerative body."
"Aow~"
A long cry entered his ears, and Zhang Ling's mind shook. The surrounding fleshy walls began to wriggle rapidly, and the blood-colored ice crystals covering them shattered instantly like broken ice.
At the same time, the stomach acid beneath his feet surged up like a stormy sea, and the entire space shook violently. His body swayed from side to side, squeezed in place, making it difficult to move for a time. Countless fleshy tendrils wrapped around him, binding him like a dumpling.
Zhang Ling naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for death. Several flying swords danced rapidly, surrounding him. The sword light struck the fleshy walls, not only severing the fleshy tendrils but also leaving many sword marks on them.
The surrounding fleshy walls rolled back and forth like waves, and he was constantly rubbed and squeezed within them, his protective shields breaking one or two layers instantly.
While attacking, Zhang Ling took out several defensive talismans and slapped them on his body.
With continuous attacks, he opened another huge gash in the fleshy wall. This time, a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and he suddenly plunged into the gash, heading deeper inside.
Before his eyes was a sea of blood red, and countless writhing fleshy tendrils lashed out like long whips, but after entering the flesh and blood, he was no longer affected by the corrosive stomach acid.
Zhang Ling was overjoyed and plunged deeply into the flesh. He allowed the fleshy walls to squeeze him constantly, trying to push him out, but he remained like a nail, constantly penetrating deeper.
The Blood Soul Cauldron released a cloud of blood mist that froze a section of the fleshy wall in front of him, and several flying swords hacked down, destroying a large area of flesh and blood.
If he could continue to destroy in this way, even if this was a Nascent Soul-level desolate beast, it wouldn't be long before he tortured it to death.
Just as Zhang Ling was thinking this, the flesh and blood in front of him suddenly became difficult to cut. The flying swords struck it, creating a crisp metallic sound, and the speed of destruction slowed down considerably.
His gaze swept around, and he discovered that the flesh and blood in front of him had turned bluish-purple, with a layer of blue light floating on it. Under the perception of his divine sense, that layer of light was formed from extremely cold ice spiritual power.
Clearly, this Xuan Turtle was reacting in order to stop him from destroying its body.
However!
Zhang Ling snorted. This layer of spiritual power slowed down his speed of destruction, but by fully activating the flying swords to attack, he could still break through a portion of the flesh and blood.
And so, he continued to destroy in this way.
Before long, his expression became even gloomier, as the flesh and blood he had destroyed was also healing rapidly. Apart from the blurred flesh and blood within a few dozen feet in front of and behind him, the other wounds were stitched up by countless fleshy tendrils.
Zhang Ling was shocked and determined that this Xuan Turtle also possessed a regenerative body.
This kind of natural ability to rapidly heal the body was not common, but it was not too surprising for a Nascent Soul-level Xuan Turtle to possess this talent.
In this way, it seemed that the damage to this beast was not great.
However, Zhang Ling knew that as long as he continued to destroy it, the Xuan Turtle would definitely find it unbearable.
Especially if he could find the internal organs and other important organs and destroy them, even if it possessed a regenerative body, it would be difficult to recover. With the ebb and flow of power, he would definitely be able to kill this beast.
But finding the important organs of this beast was not an easy task.
Especially since this Xuan Turtle was huge, and he was now inside its flesh and blood, constantly being squeezed. It looked like he was constantly penetrating deeper and destroying, but it was difficult to judge his position, and it was possible that he was not destroying deeply.
In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.
Zhang Ling held a jade bottle in his hand, occasionally pouring out a few pills and swallowing them to restore his consumed spiritual power.
In the Xuan Turtle's flesh and blood, not only were there endless fleshy tendrils attacking, but there was also a stream of extremely cold spiritual power constantly eroding him, and he had to distract himself to resist it with his spiritual power, otherwise, he would be frozen instantly.
If it weren't for a large number of pills as a backup, other Golden Core cultivators in his situation wouldn't be able to last long, and it was very likely that they would be digested by this beast.
He didn't know how long had passed when Zhang Ling sensed a few white bones appearing in front of him.
The flying swords struck them, leaving some shallow sword marks. These bones were also shimmering with spiritual light, and frost appeared on them, making them difficult to destroy.
But his gaze swept around and found a dark brown fleshy ball behind these bones, covered with blue and red blood vessels. It was impossible to tell how big it was.
Zhang Ling's expression was overjoyed, and he quickly activated the flying swords to attack. This fleshy ball was different from ordinary flesh and blood and must be some kind of internal organ. Although he couldn't tell what organ it was, he didn't care. As long as it was an important organ, that was enough.
Several flying swords pierced into the fleshy ball through the gaps in the bones, and the fleshy ball trembled violently a few times, spurting out a foul-smelling pus and emitting an unpleasant odor.
As soon as he smelled this odor, Zhang Ling felt dizzy and weak all over.
He was shocked and quickly held his breath and focused his mind to recover. Then, he controlled the Blood Soul Cauldron to release a large cloud of blood mist, directly freezing the fleshy tumor. Then, the flying swords hacked quickly, and within a few breaths, the tumor was cut into pieces all over the ground.
At the same time as cutting up the tumor, he heard an angry roar from the beast. Clearly, the Xuan Turtle was greatly injured after this thing was destroyed.
He directly activated the Blood Soul Cauldron to freeze all of these tumor fragments into blood crystal blocks and collected them into the cauldron. At the same time, under the hacking of the flying swords, the blocking bones were also destroyed into fragments.
