Fang Senyan had witnessed the Predator Executor throw his spear several times before, and even replayed the footage multiple times via the instant recording function of Android No.

1 along the way, thus grasping a fatal weakness in the Executor’s Blood Spear.

It was a habit the Executor always had before throwing a spear—a habit many people share—the unconscious need to take half a step backward.

Although the Predator Executor was now free from the burden of heavy armor, he still followed custom and made this movement! Fang Senyan focused intently on him, and with his perception finally gaining the upper hand, the preemptive leap proved effective.

The spear was originally aimed directly at Fang Senyan’s chest, but because he moved to evade in advance, he successfully parried the side of the spearhead, causing its trajectory to deviate slightly, missing the intended point of impact entirely and instead piercing clean through his shoulder! Amidst a splatter of crimson light, the scapula above Fang Senyan’s right shoulder was impaled by the spear, leaving a gruesome, bloody ruin! Such an injury would be extremely severe for an ordinary person; in Journey to the West, a vicious punishment called "piercing the pipa bone" was often mentioned, referring to injuries much like this, which would almost certainly cripple that arm.

However, for Fang Senyan's formidable physique at this moment, while the external appearance of the wound was ghastly and severe, the actual lethal effect was truly limited.

After the spear thrust, Fang Senyan rolled several times, skillfully concealing himself behind a large boulder.

It was then he noticed that the Blood Spear carried a finite number of spears by the Predator Executor.

A surge of joy followed; without a doubt, this was more good news for Fang Senyan.

While throwing spears might look cool and impressive, they needed to be retrieved before being thrown again.

If he could deplete the spears the Predator Executor carried, the enemy's offensive options would become severely limited.

Therefore, although Fang Senyan cried out loudly after being struck, he remained hidden behind the massive rock dislodged by the flash flood, resolutely refusing to emerge.

If the Predator Executor still possessed that laser-emitting shoulder cannon—never mind that it was a high-end model with cannons on both shoulders, even a single shoulder cannon would be enough to chase Fang Senyan, scurrying for cover behind the rocks like a cornered rat.

Regrettably, in this world, there are no 'ifs'...

More importantly, if the Predator Executor could still don a spare set of heavy, full-body battle armor to confront Fang Senyan, why would Fang Senyan even bother stalling on this riverbank? He would simply dive into the river and let the current sweep him downstream.

Unless the Predator Executor possessed an almost godlike ability to instantly kill him in a few blows, all he could do was stare helplessly at the receding water.

When Fang Senyan had arranged for the river to be his escape route, Android No.

1 had questioned his approach as overly risky, citing the potential threat from aquatic beasts and the question of why the Predator Executor couldn't simply descend into the water to pursue them.

Fang Senyan had informed Android No.

1 that the Clan of the Predator likely could not swim and that their home planet probably had very little water.

The reasoning was simple: data on the Predators indicated that their cloaking ability was easily neutralized by water.

How could such a routine and vital combat function possess such a weakness? To put it plainly, what would happen if it rained during a critical mission? Wouldn't they simply be left to die at the crucial moment? Such a fatal flaw was as unforgivable as a soldier’s firearm rusting and misfiring upon contact with water! The Predators possessed extremely advanced technology; they would never ignore such a massive defect.

Thus, the only explanation was that water was scarce on the Predator homeworld, and natural phenomena like rain did not exist.

Combined with the high-heat environment they observed on the captured Predator sub-vessel, the basis for Fang Senyan’s deduction became obvious.

Android No.

1 had initially believed Fang Senyan had dismissed the entire team out of sheer recklessness and despair.

Now, it seemed this man was meticulous and cunning, with every arrangement perfectly ordered, even planning his retreat.

He certainly wasn't acting like someone throwing his life away.

Perhaps even the dismissal of the team held some deeper significance on his part.

At this moment, Fang Senyan was cowering behind the rock, projecting an image of stubborn refusal to move.

Naturally, the Predator Executor’s Blood Spear would not abandon its advantage to engage in close-quarters combat.

Fang Senyan had already displayed two abilities that made the Executor feel a genuine threat.

The Blood Spear had essentially fought his way from the lowest-tier Predator warrior to the Executor rank using only his spear—a man who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

How could such a person lack patience? To rush forward now, without the protection of his armor, abandoning his strengths to fight with weaknesses, could only be described as foolish; such an individual would never have survived this long.

Therefore, the Predator Executor patiently waited for Fang Senyan to make a mistake, leading to a stalemate where both sides ground down the other.

However, the Predator Executor’s cautious response played right into Fang Senyan’s hands! This was because Fang Senyan's Virus King ability was not entirely ineffective against the Executor; rather, it required time to breach the enemy's immune system and infiltrate relevant organs (for example, if there was no lung, it would target organs associated with respiration).

Fang Senyan had specifically chosen this location with its complex terrain to force a protracted battle, though, deep down, he harbored intentions even more secret than that.

Time slipped by swiftly.

The Predator Executor had already thrown two more Blood Spears.

Although they were said to be unerring, Fang Senyan managed to evade the vital spots by a step each time.

Despite the startling damage—often in the thousands—that he sustained, such injuries were not fatal to Fang Senyan.

More importantly, in this complex terrain, the Predator Executor was equally wary of Fang Senyan's attacks! Firstly, having lost his armor, his defense had plummeted.

Secondly, both the Beast of Corrosion and the Judgment attack contained elements that struck fear into him, especially the Judgment’s area-of-effect combined with its stunning capability, which was incredibly vicious.

In the narrow passage formed by two massive boulders, no amount of speed advantage could easily evade or dodge such an attack.

This apprehension often resulted in the Predator Executor's attacks being less fluid.

Fang Senyan was not like ordinary prey that weakened upon bleeding; his powerful regenerative abilities, coupled with certain medicinal aids, often allowed him to recover hundreds of health points after timely treatment for wounds that initially dealt thousands of damage.

At this juncture, a strange phenomenon emerged: both sides in the battle possessed sufficient confidence in achieving ultimate victory.

The Predator Executor relied on his overwhelming advantage in speed and attack range, rendering himself virtually invincible.

The opponent before him was indeed troublesome, but every living being showed flaws eventually.

His spear’s power was not to be underestimated; how many injuries could the enemy sustain? How much blood could he lose? Eventually, the opponent would fall.

Fang Senyan, conversely, felt that the incredibly powerful enemy before him was falling into his rhythm.

If things continued this way, achieving final victory would not be an overly difficult task.

By now, the sun had sunk below the horizon.

Creatures active during the day were returning to their lairs, while nocturnal ones were preparing to emerge for the hunt, creating a temporary, peaceful vacuum in the natural environment.

Consequently, some weaker creatures lower down the food chain began venturing out to drink.

The Predator Executor, naturally, did not attempt to kill every animal that approached; he vanished as if evaporating into the air.

Clearly, he had concealed himself, likely monitoring Fang Senyan’s movements, ensuring only that his target could not escape.

The creatures arriving at this time were predominantly herbivores, such as six-legged horses and giant marmots.

After drinking, they liked to scrape mineral-rich powder from the weathered cliff face below the canyon with their hooves to supplement their mineral and salt intake.

It was at this moment that a cold glint flashed in Fang Senyan's eyes.

He lunged out, seized a giant marmot nearly two meters long, held it underwater until it drowned, and then dragged it behind the rock where he busied himself with an unknown task...

After a while, he tossed the carcass back into the water, where it was quickly swept away by the surging current.

After the herbivores departed, other creatures came successively to drink.

However, Fang Senyan had smeared his body with a drug to mask his scent and then submerged himself in the water, thus avoiding detection.

When the surroundings finally quieted down, although the sky was clear, the ambient light had already taken on a grayish hue.

The Predator Executor’s tall, defiant silhouette reappeared in a high vantage point, the Blood Spears strapped to his back still possessing a sharpness that threatened to pierce the heavens.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and he involuntarily brought a hand to his chest! The disease afflicting the Predator Executor had finally struck! Fang Senyan instantly felt a surge of emotion akin to tears welling up—this moment had finally arrived, and it had not come easily! Fang Senyan knew well that the Predator Executor was an extremely treacherous and cunning being.

If he sensed anything amiss with his body, he might immediately flee to stabilize himself before returning for the kill.

How could Fang Senyan allow him such an opportunity? He immediately rushed forward over twenty meters, swiftly activating the Blink ability of his Dark Gold Ring, instantly teleporting another thirty to forty meters, locking the Predator Executor within the range of his Horned Fury, and then charged headlong! (To be continued) RQ