In the mountain forest.

The calm was shattered, the ground trembled slightly, and several trees as thick as an embrace were cut in half by a massive force, falling to the ground with disordered branches and swirling fallen leaves, accompanied by billowing dust and the rumbling sound of something heavy dragging on the ground.

It was evident that this place had become a battleground.

"The Four Souls Jade... give it to me!!"

A harsh and hoarse roar, a gaping maw filled with countless sharp teeth, the upper body a woman's bare torso, the lower body a long and massive centipede, this demon angrily and hysterically shouted, its mouth having split all the way to the ears.

However, the countless sharp fangs within the gaping maw were unable to satisfyingly bite or swallow the target, instead being blocked by a seemingly ordinary katana.

Originally thinking it was merely a common iron blade, the Hundred-legged Demoness fiercely clenched its jaws harder, but the countless sharp teeth scraping against the katana blade produced a violently shrill scraping noise and failed to shatter the blade.

On the contrary, under the immense force, it felt like some of its teeth began to loosen, and the sharp edge slashed part of its mouth cavity, with the blood and pain stimulating it to become even more ferociously enraged, its bulging eyes emitting a scarlet glow.

"Give it to me! Hurry up!"

"Why is it always this line, I'm really curious... Do all of you minor demons have the same script? You only appear to say this one line, right?"

The response to the Hundred-legged Demoness was a slightly exasperated voice, as the young man standing below raised his arms to confront it, his brows knitted tightly.

"Give it to me! The Four Souls Jade, give it to me!"

The Hundred-legged Demoness roared angrily, still repeating the same line, but because its numerous sharp teeth still had a firm grip on the blade in its mouth, its words were muffled and unclear, and this way of speaking caused its gaping maw to open, with thick saliva continuously dripping from the corners.

"Hey! Don't let your damn saliva drop down!!"

With a sudden twitch in his eye, Gu Mo instinctively backed off a step to avoid the drooling saliva, still holding the katana tightly to contend with it, while with his other hand, he swiftly picked up a folding stool from beside him and threw it forward with force!

Accompanied by a dull thud, mingled with the sound of something snapping, the centipede demon's head seemed struck by a massive iron hammer, flying backwards while its long body spun in a loop.

Several saber-length sharp fangs, mixed with foul-smelling blood, flew into the air, followed by the Hundred-legged Demoness's wretched howl.

Gu Mo's actual power attribute value was 12, but with the multiplier from the Guardian Spirit's aura and the Four Souls Jade Fragment, it could reach a value of 15 points.

However, this power under normal circumstances would still be insufficient to confront a large demon beast head-on.

Like the Hundred-legged Demoness, just its body length was ten to twenty meters, and despite not being a particularly extraordinary creature, its power and physique were undeniably formidable, able to shatter human-thick trees in the forest in a burst of forceful charging.

But then... special situations require special handling, addressing mysterious domains with equally unscientific power.

Just as Kikyo, with her seemingly weak physical abilities, can still easily knock back giant monsters using a spiritual power strike... Gu Mo has also figured out the basic knack of using his demonic power to enhance all his attacks, significantly boosting his physical capabilities.

Even though it's more of a temporary burst, it's undoubtedly very effective.

"The demons from yesterday said the same thing, the ones from the day before yesterday too, the ones from the day before that... they also said the same things. Do you guys not have any other lines?"

Gu Mo wiped off the filthy liquid from the stool, casually attaching a Purification Talisman to it, then stepping forward to stomp on the massive centipede's body as it twisted wildly in pain, hoisting the weapon high to mercilessly smash down on the still-rising Hundred-legged Demoness.

Once, twice, three times... each impact landed solidly, blood splattering.

While swinging the folding stool with all his might, he displayed a disgusted expression: "I hate hearing this line, and you still dare to spit at me?!"

Spit, huh! Spit indeed! Watch as I bash you to death!!

The Hundred-legged Demoness initially continued to struggle madly, but the half-demon's weight pressing on its body was immense, and the strange weapon in his hand was incredibly hard, carrying a unique power similar to spiritual power, each strike penetrating deeply with unbearable pain, becoming increasingly painful the more it was struck, the pain escalating with each hit.

It seemed capable of easily piercing through the demon qi's defense, the wisps of power seemingly like a malignant growth, continuously drilling through its skin and shell to penetrate inside, cutting and tearing within like sharp blades, shredding and disrupting the demonic power it tried to gather for a counterattack every time.

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