Turning Their Scheme Against Them (Continued)

The man wielding Big Scissors planted them in the ground and said in a deep voice, "Four Demon Marshals of the North Sea, Hujia."

Behind him emerged a large beetle with a metallic iridescent sheen. The most striking feature of this beetle, besides its brightly colored carapace, was its pair of large fangs, which was clearly the origin of the "Man's Big Scissors."

The female demon, over two meters tall and resembling a sugarcane, calmly stated, "Four Demon Marshals of the North Sea, the Shiying."

The ghostly figures behind her were tangled horsehair worms, a truly terrifying sight.

Finally, the succubus, dressed in a tight black outfit that accentuated her curves, giggled and said, "My name is Youtong, young master, you should treat me with care."

The phantom behind her was a ghostly spider with a grayish-white body that made its pair of pitch-black compound eyes look particularly frightening.

Shentu Chuang said nonchalantly, "I am Bold Evil..."

"Shut up, nobody's asking you, go cool off somewhere else!" Si Ming interrupted the other person's self-introduction without any politeness.

"Hey, hey, hey, we've known each other for ages, is this how you treat an acquaintance?" Shentu Chuang said discontentedly. "I was originally planning to take pity on you and collect your corpse."

"I have no interest in any enemy I've fought even once, because they pose no threat whatsoever," Si Ming said in an arrogant tone. "Using an ambush formation, it seems you've been watching me for a while, and even calculated my route."

Xu Ming patted his belly and said, "It's all your fault for being too flamboyant. There's an old saying among Human Race: 'The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind.' You're so conspicuous, it's hard for us not to notice you. Young man, you're still too naive."

Hujia said, "If you want to become famous by stepping on the corpses of our Demon Race, then we can only make you a corpse too."

Si Ming, "Judging from your attitude, there's no room for negotiation?"

Youtong smiled and said, "It's not that we can't talk. As long as you're willing to spend a night with me, we can naturally turn hostility into friendship."

Si Huaruo angrily said, "Shameless and despicable, truly a beast!"

Youtong glanced at it and said, "Food and sex are human nature; male-female love is natural. How can you say it's shameless?"

"Damn it, Laozi sell my art, not my body! How dare this lowly demon covet my beauty? Dream on!"

Si Ming looked around, then threw his head back and let out a Stephen Chow-style laugh, "Hahaha--Don't blame me for being too frank, with you bunch of rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs, you think you can take my life? That's far too childish!"

Although the current lineup is very strong, it cannot stop him. The only hope of stopping him is to capture Yu Shuying and the others as hostages.

"Then, what about me as well?"

Suddenly, countless insects swarmed in the sky, buzzing like locusts in flight, and a gigantic figure materialized in mid-air. This figure possessed two faces, one devoid of joy or sorrow, devoid of any expression, its indifferent gaze like that of a high god looking down upon all living beings; the other face was ferocious and vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty, violent and chaotic, like a great demon from an infernal hell, attempting to destroy all living things.

The surrounding space seemed to freeze after this figure appeared. The figure raised both hands, unleashing a vast and powerful aura, and then slammed them down.

Having experienced countless battles, Si Ming instantly discerned the secret of this punch. It seemed that his opponent was using force to oppress him, but if he were to retaliate with divine power, his opponent would immediately explode into a pile of insects, leaving him with nowhere to strike.

In a flash, which appeared to outsiders to be less than a second, Si Ming had already considered more than ten possible solutions. Martial artists in the heat of battle are highly focused and can see things much more clearly than others. He immediately gathered destructive white light in his hands and brought them together inward.

"Blazing Sun Light Burst!"

Indiscriminate, scorching flames spread out, mixed with shockwaves, incinerating all the insects that tried to approach and rapidly melting the giant's body.

If someone else had used the same technique, they would probably have been hit as well, because these insects release enough poisonous smoke to kill an elephant after they are killed. Unfortunately, Si Ming's Blazing Sun True Qi has the effect of expelling poison, purifying the poisonous smoke inside the insects while burning their bodies.

However, these insects were just a decoy.

A figure, trailing a meteor-like aurora, charged towards Si Ming amidst the blazing flames. The air was suddenly torn apart, surging outwards like towering waves, brimming with the power to split mountains and cleave the earth.

Si Ming had no time to change his move and could only try his best to retaliate. He found that he was affected by the formation, and his energy recovery speed was much slower than usual, and the circulation of his True Qi was also unusually sluggish.

The two sides clashed again, and amidst the overwhelming light, two more long white streaks appeared. Interspersed within these white streaks were barely visible, thin, long black streaks, as if even the vast space itself had been cleaved apart.

The two separated upon contact, each staggering backward, but collided again the next moment. The two figures moved faster and faster, appearing in various positions within the formation. Lightning flashed and energy clashed, and they collided countless times.

The world was like a pool of water, and each clash created ripples on its surface. Si Ming tried to guide his energy to attack the formation and break it, but his opponent saw through his plan and tightly controlled the spread of the remaining energy.

With a deafening explosion, blinding light spread out, flowing through the void like water. Si Ming fell from the sky, crashing into the ground and creating a large crater. His body was covered with insect bite marks, but fortunately, the marks were shallow and did not break the skin, leaving only marks.

It was fortunate that it was Si Ming, protected by his Mercury Alloy Body. If it were a martial artist without any external martial arts training, he would probably have been reduced to a skeleton with all his flesh and blood devoured.

After the light in the sky dissipated, a well-proportioned figure appeared. The figure had delicate and elegant features, a sharp face, and a somewhat sickly appearance, as if it had never seen the light of day. The figure had long, thin, sword-like eyebrows that reached its temples. The figure wore a silver-white inner garment over a transparent white shirt, with the collar of the inner garment high enough to cover the neck, making it difficult to tell whether the figure was male or female.

"The North Sea Demon King, Mengying."

The voice is magnetic and neutral, making it difficult to determine the gender.

Having suffered a silent loss, Si Ming dispersed the remaining force on his body, twisted his shoulders and neck, and looked up, saying, "Neither male nor female, could you be hermaphroditic?"

Upon hearing this, Demon King Mengying was not angry, but said, "If you try to escape, I will kill all three of them."

After the series of exchanges just now, he realized one thing: although he had greatly overestimated Si Ming's strength, it turned out that he had still underestimated him. He couldn't judge him by the level at which the opponent easily killed Demon General. Perhaps his cultivation level wasn't as high as he had imagined, but the opponent's abilities were too comprehensive, and it was almost impossible to find any weaknesses.

Even with the cooperation of many Demon Marshal and the suppression of the formation, Mengying was still not confident in keeping Si Ming, so he had to use others as a threat.

The threat was effective. Si Ming's face darkened, and he said, "A dignified Demon King like yourself, bringing a bunch of subordinates to gang up on you, using formations to ambush you, and even threatening you with hostages—do you have absolutely no shame? Is this befitting your status?"

Mengying said calmly, "With your strength, you are worthy of my serious preparation."

Si Ming said self-deprecatingly, "Should I say I'm flattered?"

Mengying said, "Your biggest mistake was being too complacent and not concealing your actions, which is why we were able to accurately estimate your route and prepare an ambush in advance."

"A ploy to intimidate your troops!" Si Ming feigned surprise, then glanced at Shentu Chuang. "So, among those old guys who were praising me, there are members of the Remote Heaven Society?"

Shentu Chuang laughed heartily, neither confirming nor denying, and said, "Guess."

Si Ming let out a long sigh and shook his head, saying, "Do you think you've succeeded? You're wrong. You've made a huge mistake."

Mengying cooperated, instinctively asking, "What mistake?"