A Simple Tactic

Si Ming was somewhat surprised. These two were clearly terrified, yet they insisted on staying, which showed they were well-mannered.

As newcomers to the martial arts world, the two may lack practical experience and be easily deceived, and they may have various flaws in their personalities, but they still retain a pure sense of justice in their hearts. This sense of justice prevents them from leaving their benefactor behind and running away on their own.

"Then you guys take good care of yourselves. I won't have time to look after you later. If you have the energy, you can also clear out the surrounding henchmen."

Under the control of Power of Anomalies, the corpses of the dead launched attacks in zombie form, but their speed was much faster than that of ordinary people.

Zhenmian wiped the sweat from his brow. He was still confident in dealing with such a flawed soldier. "Alright, alright. I forgot to ask earlier, may I ask your Dharma name, senior brother, and which sect you belong to?"

"Glazed Temple, Wutian."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Ming leaped out and engaged the pig monster, who had gotten back up, in a fierce battle. He intentionally suppressed his power, keeping his strength at the top level of the martial arts world. Although he had a firm advantage, he could not win quickly.

Zhenmian exclaimed in astonishment, "He's actually a master of the Wu generation, even higher in seniority than my master! No wonder he has such cultivation!"

Zhenruo flicked his whisk, sending a lunging corpse flying, and warned, "Senior brother, don't get distracted, the enemies are all coming at us."

"Hey! Take my Dragon Claw Hand!"

The two fought together, and although their martial arts were very formulaic and full of routines, they were not afraid of being exposed because they were facing "zombies" without intelligence. At least until their strength ran out, the two were not in danger of losing their lives.

On the other side, Si Ming and the pig monster were locked in a fierce battle. It seemed like they were exchanging blows, with each side attacking and defending, but in reality, all of the pig monster's attacks missed their mark, while Si Ming's attacks landed squarely on his target.

Although Si Ming used the powerful and domineering Vajra Demon-Subduing Divine Ability, his fighting style was agile and adaptable. His footwork was light and nimble, avoiding the opponent's strength and striking their weaknesses. His right hand used softness to overcome hardness and borrowed force to strike back, demonstrating superb martial arts skills. He managed to avoid being grazed by the opponent's rake.

In contrast, every Mighty Vajra Palm strike from Si Ming landed squarely on the pig monster, tearing flesh and bones apart. However, the pig monster, with its extraordinary regenerative abilities, healed its injuries in the blink of an eye and resumed its fierce battle, wielding its rake once more.

"Your territory, your rules. It seems the Monster Race are unkillable in this Otherworld Domain. In that case, we'll destroy your domain first."

Si Ming thrust out a palm strike, the force intended to intimidate rather than kill the enemy, sending the pig monster flying dozens of meters. He then circulated his inner energy, combining it with the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power, causing the angry image of Vajra to appear behind him.

"Dragon-Elephant Stomp!"

With a single punch to the ground, divine power surged, and the vast Buddhist energy shattered the Anomalies realm, correcting the distorted illusion and restoring order to reality.

Losing the protection of the Otherworld Domain, the pig monster immediately sensed something was wrong. Through their previous exchange, he had already realized that he was no match for the bald monk in terms of skill, strength, or speed. If he lost his ability to instantly regenerate, he would probably be smashed into mincemeat in no time. Although Monster Race do not have Otherworld Domain, they still possess powerful physical regeneration abilities, but this regeneration ability is equivalent to limb regeneration, which takes time, and if their heads are blown off, there is still no hope of recovery.

The boar monster roared and revealed its true form, transforming into a massive Wild Boar King the size of a small mountain. It charged straight at Si Ming, its hooves pounding the ground, attempting to use its size advantage to push aside its opponent and gain a chance to escape—it didn't believe it had any chance of winning.

"The tactics are correct, but unfortunately, in a direct contest of strength, you are still Non-Self. Establish righteousness, uphold correct views, maintain upright conduct, possess both power and virtue, and Vajra Demon Subjugation!"

With Si Ming's physical potential, the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power he unleashed was almost twice that of Fajian. The majestic and solemn Vajra Dharma Form slammed down with both fists in mid-air, its unparalleled divine power shaking the void, forcefully smashing the Wild Boar King's head into the ground.

Then his fists rained down like a storm, each punch like a meteor falling to the ground, making the earth rumble and occasionally punctuated by the pig monster's screams. First, blood splattered, then brains splattered, it was extremely bloody and violent, it was just missing the background music of "Ora Ora!"

After a short while, the pig monster stopped struggling, buried its head in the soil, and lay motionless on the ground.

Seeing this, Si Ming had no intention of torturing the corpse. He dispelled his Vajra Dharma Form, then slowly approached the pig monster's corpse. Looking at the scattered red and white filth, he waved his prayer beads and sighed, "What a pity for all this pig brains."

Zhenmian ran over, panting, and asked, "Senior, what do we do next?"

Si Ming, "The Monster Race want to besiege our stronghold and attack reinforcements, so we'll turn the tables and clear out their ambushes one by one."

Chapter 376 Simple Tactics

Alan Temple.

What was once a solemn and serene place has now become a realm of demons and ghosts. The area around the temple is filled with bizarre and illogical supernatural phenomena, some depicting enchanting spring scenery, others depicting hellish punishments. The entire temple is completely surrounded by Monster Race Otherworld Domain beings, making it impossible to pass through.

A Monster Race is like a fortress. When it chooses to take root and expand into Otherworld Domain, it is equivalent to claiming this territory as its own. In Otherworld Domain, Monster Race have near-immortal regenerative abilities and the natural forces to manipulate the surrounding environment at will. Even when facing a powerful enemy whose strength surpasses their own, they are still not at a disadvantage.

This situation is similar to building defensive structures like bunkers and arrow towers right at the opponent's doorstep in a real-time strategy game, essentially trapping them like turtles in a jar. The Monster Race is like a special unit with the ability to transform into defensive structures.

Even though there were many experts in Alan Temple, they could only sigh helplessly in the face of this situation and dared not risk breaking through. Fortunately, the Buddhist School of the Southern Martial World were responsible for fighting against the Monster Race, and each family had stored up a large amount of food. Holding out for half a year was not a problem, so they were not afraid of being besieged.

The real problem is that the Monster Race's tactics are clearly a case of Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, with the real aim being Liu Bang.

At the main entrance of Alan Temple, there was a large pot of boiling oil. The aroma of meat mixed with various spices wafted from the pot and, carried by the air currents created by the Monster Race, drifted toward Alan Temple.

The pot was filled with human flesh. Human hands and feet could be seen floating on the surface of the oil from time to time, and even heads fried to a golden brown and charcoal black could be seen. One by one, strangely shaped Monster Race used sharp forks to scoop chunks of meat out of the pot of oil, and then added various sauces to eat with gusto.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fatty but not greasy—the meat of a martial arts master is just so delicious! It's much more delicate than ordinary meat, and it has a better chewy texture!"

"Pah, this piece of meat is so hard it'll break your teeth. This guy must have practiced some kind of hard martial art when he was alive."

These Monster Race ate their meat while loudly commenting on it, intentionally making their noises so that the monks in the temple could hear them.

"Make way, make way! Everyone make way! A new batch of Higher Vehicle -quality prisoners has arrived. If you bump into them and damage the meat, you won't be able to afford to pay for it!"

A Monster Race with a human body and a group of minions escorted six women over. Although these women were dressed in rags and had disheveled hair, the occasional glimpses of their fair skin were so delicate that it was easy to deduce that they were all beauties.

"Wow, it's a woman! That's great! I love eating women's flesh. It's more tender than men's, especially women who have practiced martial arts. It's both tender and smooth, unlike the loose and flabby flesh of ordinary women."

A lion-headed, horse-bodied Monster Race reached out to grab someone, but was shoved aside by a minotaur-bodied Monster Race, who shouted, "This is a prisoner captured personally by the Barbarian Divine General. How dare you scum touch him?"

The monsters exclaimed in astonishment, "Who are they that even a deity would personally intervene?"

The minotaur smiled smugly and said, "Although their sect is not large, it is quite famous in the Southern Martial World. Everyone must have heard of it; it's the Lingering Waves Palace, which specializes in accepting female disciples."

Then, pointing to one of the women whose Cultivation Body were sealed, he said, "This is the dream girl of all the young heroes of the martial arts world, Xiaoxiang Fairy! Everyone be careful, this woman is extremely powerful. If she hadn't insisted on staying behind to cover her fellow disciples' retreat, I'm afraid even the Divine General wouldn't have been able to capture her."

Although the woman's hands and face were as dirty as her companions', her natural beauty was still undeniable. She stood out like a crane among chickens, and it was not hard to imagine how stunning she would be if she were clean.

"This is the Xiaoxiang Fairy, I've heard so much about her, I must take a good look at her... Oh, look at her eyes, even though she's a prisoner, she still looks defiant. I love wild women like this, that's what makes things exciting!"

"Brother Niu, since we're going to kill her anyway, why not let me have some fun with her before we do? Let's see if she can still maintain her proud and unyielding demeanor when she's being played with to the point of ecstasy."

The monsters roared with laughter and cheered loudly.