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The group of monsters was comparable to the Cat Demon Mountain Child, but among them, the half-human Tiger Demon was the most imposing. The Tiger Demon wore patterned shorts and was bare-chested, revealing its golden fur. A character resembling a king was carved on its forehead, giving it a regal appearance.
The Tiger Demon licked its sharp claws with a disdainful tone, saying, "We've played long enough; it's time to get serious! Hurry up and kill all these people here; I have a date to get to!"
"Watching them fight is indeed a bit boring! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can leave!" the other monsters echoed, tightening their encirclement as they charged toward Lin Ziran and his companions.
There were over twenty people around Lin Ziran, who had a significant numerical advantage. However, ordinary humans were no match for those monsters. Using regular blades against them would be even more challenging.
"You virgins should smear your blood on the blades; the more, the better. If you're not a virgin, spit your Tongue Blood onto your weapons; that will help counter these monsters!" Lin Ziran shouted loudly as he saw the group of monsters rushing toward them. Jiao Zhi Hong's disciples heard Lin Ziran's reminder and quickly followed his instructions. However, Lin Ziran's expression remained grim because this would only slightly delay the monsters.
Lin Ziran wiped his finger across the ancient sword, coating it with Blood Demon. The sword radiated an even sharper aura, and the surrounding monsters sensed Lin Ziran's presence, eyeing his sword with some trepidation.
"Jiao Zhi Hong, you all hold off these monsters while I take them down one by one!" With that, Lin Ziran gripped the ancient sword in his right hand and charged at the Tiger Demon, exuding an aura of fearless determination. Jiao Zhi Hong watched Lin Ziran's striking figure with admiration; her eyes sparkled with resolve as she finished firing all her bullets. Gripping a steel pipe tightly in both hands, she charged at one of the monsters, shouting, "Two of you handle one monster; just hold it off! Once Lin Daoist arrives to help us, we'll win!"
"Everyone follow Boss Horn's lead!" Jiao Zhi Hong's subordinates saw her single-handedly facing off against a monster without losing ground. They felt invigorated and suppressed their fear as they swung their blades at the group of monsters.
The clash between the monsters and Jiao Zhi Hong's subordinates happened quickly. Despite their strong spirit, most of them still found themselves at a disadvantage; the situation looked grim.
Meanwhile, Lin Ziran had already exchanged blows with the Tiger Demon for over ten rounds. The ancient sword struck the Tiger Demon's chest, leaving a gruesome wound that bled profusely, quickly soaking its fur red.
The Tiger Demon let out a roar and shouted to the other monsters behind it, "Why aren't you coming to help? Are you waiting to be taken down one by one by this Stinky Taoist?"
As soon as the Tiger Demon finished speaking, three more monsters broke away from Jiao Zhi Hong's subordinates and rushed over to join forces with it, surrounding Lin Ziran in the middle.
"Trouble!" Lin Ziran thought to himself, his expression turning serious. With a swift motion of his right hand, he swung his ancient sword while pulling out a talisman with his left hand, tossing it into the air. In an instant, he dashed toward the injured Tiger Demon.
"Seeking death!" The three beastly creatures reacted quickly, rushing to intercept Lin Ziran. Two of them lunged in front of him, extending their clawed hands toward his arms. The third beast moved behind Lin Ziran, its claws poised to strike at his back.
"Roar! Stinky Taoist, you underestimate me! I will tear you to pieces and feast on your flesh and blood!" The Tiger Demon let out an enraged roar as it charged directly at Lin Ziran, its gleaming claws aimed at his head.
Lin Ziran faced the four attacking beasts without retreating a single step, continuing his charge toward the Tiger Demon. His left hand swiftly cast a spell while he chanted incantations aloud: "Separation Fire descend, eradicate the spirits, evil beings obstructing the path, turn to dust! Lingling, Earth Spirit, Supreme Old Lord, heed my command! Separation Fire Talisman, decree!"
As soon as Lin Ziran finished speaking, the talismans in mid-air ignited spontaneously, transforming into fiery red Separation Fire that rained down upon the three beasts.
"Ah! What kind of fire is this? It's so hot!" As the Separation Fire touched the beasts, it erupted into blazing flames that scorched their bodies. The three beasts frantically tried to extinguish the flames on themselves, creating chaos all around.
Lin Ziran unleashed over a dozen Separation Fire Talismans in one go; the Daoist Magic within him was severely depleted, and his complexion turned pale. Seizing the moment while the three beasts were in disarray, he charged right up to the Tiger Demon. The killing intent in his eyes was unmistakable as he thrust his ancient sword toward the Tiger Demon's heart, shouting, "Demon, die!"
"No! Save me!" The Tiger Demon felt a life-and-death crisis; fear filled its eyes as it began to retreat. The three beasts halted their actions and rushed toward Lin Ziran again in an attempt to stop him.
But it was too late. Lin Ziran's sword pierced through the Tiger Demon's heart, pinning its body to the ground. Blood spewed from the Tiger Demon's mouth as it writhed desperately, trying to free itself from the sword.
"Lingling, Earth Spirit, Supreme Old Lord, heed my command! Daoist Sect's extermination of demons decree!" Lin Ziran gave no chance for the Tiger Demon to escape; he quickly formed seals with both hands while reciting incantations. As he uttered the final rune, his right hand struck down upon the Tiger Demon's Spirit Cover.
As his palm made contact with the Spirit Cover, the Tiger Demon trembled violently; its soul was shattered and scattered. Its eyes became hollow and lifeless as its body ceased to struggle.
"Stinky Taoist, you seek death!" The three beasts saw their comrade defeated and were consumed by rage. They had now reached Lin Ziran's side and launched their attacks against him.
Lin Ziran swiftly dodged the attack from the beast behind him, but the claws of the other two beasts struck him hard, sending him flying through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Poof!" Lin Ziran got back up, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face growing even paler. He had anticipated this outcome; he would rather be injured than let the Tiger Demon escape. His goal was to quickly eliminate these beasts and then assist Jiao Zhi Hong and the others. The longer he delayed, the worse it would be for them.
"Bring it on!" Lin Ziran spat the blood onto the ground, swinging his ancient sword towards the three remaining beasts in front of him.
"Lin Ziran is really going all out!" I stood not far away, watching Lin Ziran fight against the beasts, feeling a sense of admiration for him.
At that moment, the Evil Insect Master approached me, speaking ominously, "You foolish monk, you still have the leisure to look around! You truly don’t know how dire your situation is! Don’t worry; you will die a terrible death!"
(End of Chapter)
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