"Clatter, clatter, clatter!!!"
Rubble rolled as the Green Ox Demon walked out from the mountain, with two horns on his head, grayish-green skin, and holding a black great spear.
"How... how did your cultivation improve so quickly?" the Green Ox Demon asked with a solemn expression.
With his back to the Ten Thousand Black Armored Army, Wang Ming held the Crimson Firmament Sword and met the Green Ox Demon's sharp gaze head-on.
"Heaven's mandate is with me, and anything is possible."
Wang Ming was not the kind of person to explain his moves to enemies, so naturally he would not answer the Green Ox Demon's question.
The Green Ox Demon was indeed very puzzled at this moment, because when they first clashed, the realm Wang Ming displayed was that of a human immortal.
Although he had suffered a few losses at Wang Ming's hands, he believed those losses were merely due to his own carelessness rather than Wang Ming being stronger than him.
Wang Ming's sword strikes were like the divine abilities of many demons—a single killer move that was exceptionally formidable.
Just like the Centipede Demon and the Scorpion Demon on the Journey to the West, their combat prowess was inferior to Sun Wukong, but their one-trick innate divine abilities were extremely powerful, and Sun Wukong would also meet his match in front of them.
However, this kind of divine ability was extremely easy to counter; once seen by an enemy and a specific method was found afterwards, it could naturally be easily restrained.
The few sword strikes Wang Ming had previously unleashed were the same; after being slashed by the Green Ox Demon, upon immediately taking pills that resisted spiritual damage, it became extremely difficult to inflict further damage on him.
"Do you take me for a fool,