Indeed, it wasn't just the others who were shocked; even Zheng Zha was stunned by the sheer power of the Tiger Soul Blade. Before this, he had only surmised that the Tiger Soul Blade was a demonic artifact, its full capabilities restrained because true essence power couldn't fully channel it. As the legendary weapon of the Great God Chiyou, its might surely extended far beyond what he had just witnessed. Even an incomplete version, when compared to Luo Yinglong's Doushuai Bagua Furnace—another weapon on the cultivation level—should possess considerable power, yet he never imagined it would be this immense, reaching a truly terrifying degree. With just two strikes, the overwhelmingly mighty Unit-01 God was instantly annihilated. If this was the power of the Tiger Soul Blade with only half its completeness, then its might was truly staggering! However, such terrifying power did not come without a cost. After swinging the blade merely twice, Zheng Zha felt an unbearable pain in his arm. That demonic energy was unlike true essence; wherever it flowed within him, it felt as if strong sulfuric acid had been poured through, its corrosive power nearly shattering his meridians. Even with the formidable resilience of his Deep Dragon Transformation, a body capable of withstanding 'Destruction' for several minutes, he was severely injured after those two moves. It was easy to imagine the sheer corrosiveness of that demonic energy.

"Side Quest objective completed, receiving two B-rank side quest rewards..." While Zheng Zha was still reeling from the power of the Tiger Soul Blade.

He suddenly heard the familiar tone of the 'Main God.' Despite the agonizing pain in his arm, he felt an immediate easing of tension. Though the battle was brief, the drain on his stamina and body had been devastating, as if he’d fought for days; Zheng Zha had exhausted every single one of his skills.

Apart from the new skill he hadn't yet tested, all others had been deployed. If even this couldn't defeat Unit-01 God, then he truly would have been helpless against it. Thus, what appeared to be an easy fight had actually reached its absolute limit.

"What a terrifying Unit-01 God..." Zheng Zha murmured inwardly. He was beginning to discern its weakness: an almost total lack of fighting technique. Beyond ranged energy blasts, its combat consisted solely of close-quarters grappling and slapping.

Then there was the bombardment of psychic energy. Despite possessing an overwhelmingly powerful physical form and limitless energy, it could only utilize less than thirty percent of its combat potential. Otherwise, the Central Continent team would have been wiped out here.

Regardless, they had finally survived this crisis. Since he had even received the rewards for the side quest, it must have been completed. Zheng Zha breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his trembling arm.

He canceled the 'Destruction' state and was about to deactivate the Deep Dragon Transformation when he noticed the corpse of Unit-01 God lying on the ground was incessantly twitching. In fact, this twitching had begun ever since the crystalline body in its chest shattered.

Initially, Zheng Zha paid it no mind, assuming it was merely a residual bodily reaction. But as the twitching continued, the flesh began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the body, which had been reduced to just over twenty meters, expanded back to over forty meters, and the rate of expansion only accelerated. The degree of swelling continued to increase.

Zheng Zha was about to cancel his Deep Dragon Transformation, but just then, he saw the rapidly expanding corpse of Unit-01 God on the ground. As he sensed something was terribly wrong, he suddenly realized the entire ground was beginning to tremble, slowly at first.

This tremor grew more violent. As the shaking persisted, the entire ground began to sink, and numerous massive fissures appeared on its surface.

After a pause of one or two seconds, Zheng Zha spun around and roared at Chu Xuan and the others, "Hurry and get out the Green Goblin Gliders! This continent is falling! Damn it, I knew relying on those cultivators was a mistake; why is this place collapsing..." Unfortunately, before Zheng Zha could finish speaking, an indescribable mass of flesh erupted from behind him—the remains of the Unit-01 God he had just cleaved in two. Or rather, it had become an unidentifiable mound of meat. Having lost the central control of the glowing crystal, the remaining mass did not wither as expected; perhaps the glowing crystal wasn't its core energy source after all. Instead, this lump of flesh began to proliferate infinitely. At this moment, if this mass were converted to the original standing height of Unit-01 God, it would already be seventy or eighty meters tall, and Zheng Zha was buried within this colossal chunk of flesh.

Hearing Zheng Zha's shout, the people in the distance immediately set about what they needed to do. The plaza where they stood had not yet collapsed, but as the pavilion sank, the plaza followed. While it hadn't reached the point of complete collapse, if this continued, they would inevitably plunge into the magma of the mantle.

Chu Xuan sighed as he watched everything unfold. As he had predicted, the floating pavilion was indeed beginning to crumble. The distant pavilion with the protective barrier no longer emitted any light. It was evident that anyone who could enter it would surely find countless cultivation scriptures, secret arts, and perhaps even the secrets of the great war between the cultivators and the Saints... But all of that was now vaporized. The contingencies laid by the Western Saints had fully erupted here. And for some reason, the Eastern Saints seemed unwilling to let the cultivation methods spread—it felt as though they hadn't tried their best... The others also pieced together the crucial elements. They finally remembered why Chu Xuan had planned to use the Magic Cannon from the start. If nothing substantial could be gained, then it truly shouldn't have been worth the risk.

The group pondered this silently, while simultaneously focusing intently on the gigantic mass of flesh nearby, worried about whether Zheng Zha could break free from it. However, when they took out the Green Goblin Gliders intending to fly, the gliders behaved like genuine skateboards—they had completely lost their ability to fly. No matter how the others tried to steer or maneuver them, the gliders seemed utterly broken.

Chu Xuan quietly took out his own Green Goblin Glider and shouted toward Imhotep, who had transformed into a distant whirlwind, "Imhotep! Take this Green Goblin Glider to the very top of the sky! Take it as high as you possibly can! Quickly!" With that, he lifted his glider and hurled it towards Imhotep.

Imhotep was still in whirlwind form, encapsulating Anck-su-namun and Jonathan. When Chu Xuan's voice reached him, the glider, imbued with Chu Xuan's force of will, shot over. With a soft chiff, the glider was tossed directly into the whirlwind, which was already moving rapidly upward toward the crowd’s zenith. Everyone shifted their gaze from the giant mass of flesh, following the whirlwind’s ascent. Chu Xuan, clutching the frame of his glasses, watched the sky with complete concentration.

"Seven hundred meters... eight hundred meters... nine hundred meters... one thousand one hundred and seventy-four meters..." As Chu Xuan quietly counted this sequence of numbers, a Green Goblin Glider suddenly shot out of the whirlwind high above. This glider moved incredibly fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye to some unknown depth below. Only then did Chu Xuan shout, "Imhotep, that's the spot! Take as many people up as you can in one trip, but you must bring one team member with a glider each time. Set them on their gliders, then come back down for the rest..." Imhotep's voice roared back, "There's a sea of red flames below! We're about to fall into that sea of fire..." Amidst his cries, Imhotep's whirlwind shape continued to rush down from the peak of the sky.

(Imhotep flying up from below, returning, takes approximately twenty-four seconds for one round trip. The current rate of descent suggests an acceleration close to $smenhu.cn$, proving the floating landmass hasn't completely lost its buoyancy. The critical factor is how long this land can hold. There are still about five thousand meters separating us from the magma below... In other words, if we use this time to reach that pavilion, perhaps...) Chu Xuan pondered briefly. He shook his hands, gripping two Gauss pistols, then turned to Zhang Heng and the others beside him. "Before heading up, use your maximum firepower to assault that mass of flesh... Without the central control system, this mass is just endlessly growing meat!" As the words fell, he tapped his glasses, then raised his guns and fired toward the huge flesh mound. Following his self-hypnosis, the Willpower drive activated, and five-colored brilliance erupted from his muzzles. Before the others could fully grasp it, the five-colored light shot out with the bullets, piercing directly into the massive flesh mound. With the burst of color, the Gauss pistol rounds tore two massive ravines through the flesh, carving forward and destroying the ground until the force finally subsided nearly a hundred meters away.

But when this burst of energy subsided, a dark shape suddenly sprang from one of the ravines. A blood-streaked Zheng Zha shot up from the ground, howling, "Damn it, Chu Xuan! Are you trying to kill me?" "Zheng Zha, do you still want those cultivation scriptures? If you do..." Chu Xuan suddenly yelled, "Then don't die!" "Don't die? No..." Zheng Zha clearly saw Chu Xuan aim both Gauss pistols in his direction. Then, the brilliant colors rushed toward him, propelling him instantly toward a distant point, and behind him... was that Lingkong Floating Pavilion, its protective barrier now dark! Jumped to