"Little boy, I can't believe I let you find your way here, interesting." The voice leered for half a day and laughed leisurely.
Han Qianqian smiled faintly, "I have to thank you more for that."
If it wasn't for his mocking voice, which made Han Qianqian think more carefully, how would he have suddenly remembered that in order to break the labyrinth, one must first not use one's eyes?
People need to see with their eyes before they can walk, so the complexity of a maze is often due to the fact that the maze is set up to deceive people's eyes, so that they misjudge.
Therefore, in order to get out of the maze, one must discard the misinformation brought by the eyes and turn to the sense of smell or hearing to find out useful information.
Han Qianqian used, on the side, the senses of smell and hearing.
He thought of the rhythmic thumping of the flesh walls, and he thought of the brushing sound of the blood flowing through the green veins above, although these were very subtle, but like solving a case, it was often these unobtrusive things that were the most crucial clues in the whole.
The beating of the heart, because it is the most primitive, will have a thicker frequency sound than the normal beating of the flesh walls being linked, and this is one of the differences.
Secondly, as the most primitive "engine" of the beat, the constant beating naturally generates enough heat.
Thirdly, the heat generated by the beating also naturally causes the mucus or other scattered tissues in its place to give off a different smell due to the temperature.
Therefore, from these three details, Han Qianqian traced it all the way to here.
"The man is small, but this not-so-large head of yours is clever, only the eyes are a little smaller." The voice empty meditation smiled, "Yes, it is true that I did not think that you could come to life under my molten lava, let alone that you and whatever true or false Taotie could breach my flesh and burrow into the belly of my original body."
"But do you really think that by drilling into my belly, or even finding my heart, you have won?"
"A god, always a god, even a toe is not something a mortal gnat like you can trample on."
As soon as the words fell, the blood ball-like heart slapped directly towards Han Qianqian, while almost at the same time, the surrounding flesh wall was also shrinking wildly, as if it wanted to completely crush Han Qianqian to death at once.
With a frown, Han Qianqian held his jade sword in his hand, and with a kick on the shrinking flesh wall, he used the force of its compression to directly turn sideways, dodging the flesh ball's attack while slashing at it from the side.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound, just like before, even though Han Qianqian's mouth was already numb from the shock, the sword still did not hurt the meat ball in the slightest.
"Just you, you deserve to be called a god?" Han Qianqian frowned and quickly made another return, dodging the meatball that had already rushed back, at the same time, using energy diffusion in the direction he had come from, Han Qianqian shouted, "The heart, is the most delicious and most tonic thing in the world."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the wall of flesh had already shrunk to only the width of the ball of flesh, and as it rumbled and crashed again, Han Qianqian had nowhere to hide.
"Golden Body!"
There was nowhere to dodge, so Han Qianqian did not intend to dodge either, his eight golden bodies directly lined up, his body aura soaring, directly like a train overlapping, his hands braced to meet the meat ball's impact.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound!
The "train" formed by Han Qianqian's eight golden bodies was knocked back several meters.
"Poof!"
Han Qianqian fiercely opened his mouth and blood spurted out. He endured the pain and fiercely continued to exert his strength to maintain the confrontation with the meat ball, but his feet were still slippery and his retreat did not stop.
As Han Qianqian was pushed further and further away, at this critical moment, a mighty roar was heard and a figure leapt over Han Qianqian's head and pounced directly on the ball of flesh.
As mad as a vicious dog and as domineering as a lion, his sharp claws pointed out and set themselves directly on top of the meat ball that Han Qianqian could not even hit, and his huge mouth in his belly fiercely opened, directly tearing up in a frenzy.
"Ah!" The ethereal voice fiercely came out with a cry of pain.
But also almost at the same time, the whole space began to shake violently, and a loud rumbling sound could be heard in the ears, which was rapidly approaching towards Han Qianqian's position...