Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River (Two-in-One)

If this Gully Ghost Demon had a cheap special effect and background music, a huge "DANGER" would surely appear over its head, accompanied by a little tune going, "Danger, danger, danger."

Jiang Chong's eyes had also begun to glow red—surely nobody thought that red glow was a special effect!

"Damn beast!"

Jiang Chong had been itching to unleash his fury, and now he poured it all into a barrage of vicious spells that rained down on the Gully Ghost Demon's face!

"Eee-yah!!!"

"Roar!!!"

"Awrooo!!!"

The Gully Ghost Demon shrieked, constantly switching between voices as it tried to intimidate the ruthless human before it.

Jiang Chong showed no mercy. A wild blade of wind gathered the seawater and transformed into a forty-meter-long cleaver, hovering right above the Gully Ghost Demon's head.

"Get lost, you dumbass!"

The Wind Great Cleaver stopped.

Jiang Chong's expression changed.

The Gully Ghost Demon thought it had frightened Jiang Chong, so it began rummaging through its memories and kept shouting in this voice.

"You waste seawater while you're alive, and seabed while you're dead!"

"Even at the bottom of the sea, where no light reaches, you don't have to look this abstract!"

"Damn it, you think I'll be scared just because you're both attacking me?"

"An ambush? You think you can pull that crap on your daddy?"

Jiang Chong was stunned.

It was Xu Fang.

This was Xu Fang's beloved pre-battle trash talk. He spouted it at every opponent, human or Demon Beast—even undead who couldn't understand human speech weren't spared.

"You..."

The Gully Ghost Demon had just started to speak when it saw the human across from it raise the Wind Great Cleaver again. It froze in confusion.

"You little piece of trash—you can't win fair, so you resort to sneak attacks. You've got no skill..."