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"Strength? Hehe~"
Ye Mingshang chuckled inwardly. Although strength was not his strongest suit, he was still quite impressive. By merging demon power, magical energy, and a unique combat prowess from his past life, the resulting enhancement was terrifying. He could even crush Iron Egg.
Confident in his own formidable abilities, he thought that not only was the opponent just an Ox Demon Shikigami, but he would also dare to face off against a powerful Stone Giant.
No matter how much you modify it, can it really turn the tables?
However, sometimes being overly dismissive can lead to unexpected surprises.
Bang!
As he swung his fist to collide with the Ox Corpse Man's punch, Ye Mingshang felt a shock as soon as their fists met.
He staggered back three steps, his fist feeling somewhat numb.
This outcome startled him. Although he had only used thirty percent of his strength due to underestimating the opponent, that was still enough to collapse a wall or kill an elephant. How could the other party be unharmed?
No way! It’s impossible for someone to have such strong physical resilience. Even a Stone Giant that can regenerate should have sustained some damage.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the Ox Corpse Man's right fist was indeed shattered; not only was it twisted, but it had also exploded in several places.
However, astonishingly, his right hand was visibly regenerating!
The twisted fingers moved a few times, producing a sound of bones rubbing against each other, and then suddenly shook violently, seemingly returning to their original position on their own.
Surrounding his palm, small fragments floated and spun, gradually aligning themselves and slowly restoring the lost parts.
"An almost immortal ability, huh..." Ye Mingshang squinted his eyes, his expression becoming noticeably serious.
"Hey! My servant isn't bad, right? Hahaha!" Sha Yi laughed heartily while having his subordinates polish his shoes.
Ye Mingshang couldn't stand his arrogant demeanor and coldly said, "Your toy is not bad, but relying on this trash to defeat me is still far from enough."
As he spoke, the Half-Dead Persons on the opposite side charged forward. He no longer engaged with them. After a brief test earlier, he had a rough understanding of the opponent's abilities. They could amplify their strength and that of the Shikigami while being devoid of pain, allowing them to unleash their full power. Moreover, their nearly immortal bodies enabled them to use their abilities recklessly without worrying about physical damage. He just didn't know whether this recovery was limited or infinite.
However, no matter how well they could recover, they could still be shattered.
With a surge of momentum, Ye Mingshang swung the Dragon Horn Ink Gun, using it as a club or rather a hammer.
This gun was already extremely heavy, and after returning to its original form, it became even heavier—at least seven or eight hundred pounds. The spearhead was bright and sharp but equally heavy. As he swung it, Ye Mingshang's strength combined with the weight of the gun and the momentum created an incredibly terrifying force.
"Moo!"
The Ox Corpse Man recovered and let out a sound before lowering its head and charging forward, intending to use its pair of horns as weapons for an attack.
Those horns gleamed with a metallic luster and were clearly specially modified; one could tell from their glinting edge that they were sharp.
However, no matter how sharp they were, they still needed to hit their target.
"Giving you some benefits, and you don't know the heights of heaven and depths of earth?"
Ye Mingshang narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing within.
"Is it too much to not take me seriously?"
Buzz!
Bang!
The gun swung out quickly and fiercely, directly knocking him away and crashing into two Stilt Houses.
"I almost forgot, you are just a Puppet that knows only how to fight, without any thoughts."
Shaking his head, Ye Mingshang swung the ink gun again, sending a high-jumping Fellow that resembled a Lizard flying away.
Gulp!
This was another strangely shaped Fellow, with excellent jumping ability, long legs, and reversed joints. Every time it landed, it left a small pit in the ground.
This was a Half-Dead Person stronger than its legs!
"Jumping, what is there to show off about..."
Muttering lightly, Ye Mingshang stepped on his toes, creating a pit in the ground with a snap, and his body leaped high into the air, jumping even higher than that Half-Dead Person.
"Die!"
With a cold shout, the ink gun swung down, delivering a heavy blow.
Bang!
Boom!
The shot landed directly on the opponent's head, causing his body to pause for a moment before crashing down heavily onto the ground, creating a pit in the surface. As for him, he was already shattered; although strange dust continued to swirl around, filling his form, this level of damage would still take some time to heal.
Another shot took care of one, but he didn't have much time to reflect because more Half-Dead Persons were charging forward.
For every one that died, another appeared.
With a previous team of about a hundred dead, there were now over a hundred Half-Dead Persons. These fellows felt no pain and had no fear; they attacked with all their might, their combat power far exceeding that of the previous fellows. If quantified, one of them could be worth five living ones.
With a hundred alive and five times as many dead, that made five hundred—what difference did it make?
"You think creating these monsters can keep me here? You really underestimate me. If it were Wang Sijin, I might take it seriously, but you, a mere clown, dare to show off? You're simply asking for death!!!"
Ye Mingshang's eyes widened as his body suspended in mid-air executed a heavy drop.
Buzz!
Boom!!!
The body was rapidly falling, and at the same time, both hands gripped the gun, slamming the butt heavily against the ground.
In an instant, time seemed to freeze, and then a sweeping storm erupted, radiating outwards from the Gun Body.
The powerful shockwave directly blew back the nearby Half-Dead Persons, with those closest being utterly crushed.
This was not merely raw power; it was a finely controlled force that combined magic and combat strength based on pinpoint precision.
Magic is a unique power of Taoists, filled with righteousness and light, capable of countering all evil forces.
Combat strength is inherited from the Killer Prince of a past life, filled with brutality and slaughter, containing immense power.
Raw strength, magic, and combat strength. The combination of these three distinct powers can form an extraordinary and more powerful force. Under this power, all life appears so weak and insignificant.
With just this one shot, all the Half-Dead Persons were shaken apart; even if they could recover, it would take time.
The Half-Dead Persons fell back, blown far away by the shockwave, leaving an open space in the midst of it all.
Ye Mingshang waved the spear, aiming the Spear Tip at Sha Yi.
"Now, it's your turn!" (To be continued.)
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