54 chapters of Heavenly Fire

If it weren't for Wei Tianyang cutting through the vines, the Mud Man wouldn't have been able to get so deep.

The Mud Man raised the light machine gun and sprayed bullets at that pus egg, and it worked. He poured out half a drum of bullets, turning the egg into a gooey, white mess. The eggshell cracked, and sticky fluid splashed out, gushing from the cracks like a river, covering the floor and quickly reaching above their knees.

Wei Tianyang felt his feet wrapped in a slippery film, sliding back and forth inside his shoes, which made him curse out loud, while the Mud Man just stood beside him, laughing stupidly, his body covered in mud and thus unaffected.

As much as he wanted to curse, thinking about how after leaving the objective reality, there would be no trace left on him, Wei Tianyang just clicked his tongue.

After the pus egg burst, the vine withered visibly fast, looking like a snake shedding its skin, wide and thin, floating on the white liquid.