Demonic qi roiled and gathered as Zhu Erdao instantly transformed into a gigantic Pig Demon avatar thirty feet tall!
Unlike Zhu Dazhuang's avatar, this one wielded not blunt cleavers, but two enormous kitchen knives five feet long.
Demonic qi flowed across the blades, producing a mournful whistling wind.
"Th... thirty-foot avatar?!" Song Yunzi sucked in a sharp breath.
Zhu Dazhuang's ten-foot avatar had already forced the three of them into a bitter fight. Now there was a thirty-foot avatar—its demonic qi was surely more than three times stronger?
Everyone present, along with the newly arrived Patrolman Li, immediately assumed combat stances, their expressions grave.
Only Wang Lang remained calm.
With a forceful push of his foot, he crushed Zhu Dazhuang's head flat.
Grease and red-and-white matter splattered all over the ground.
The Pig Demon's body twitched several times as its demonic qi began to disperse.
"You!" Zhu Erdao's pig eyes bulged. "How dare you humiliate my brother like this!"
Wang Lang withdrew his foot, shook the filth from the sole of his boot, and said blandly, "So what if I humiliated your brother?"
He looked toward Zhu Erdao's thirty-foot avatar and said to Centurion Zhao and the others:
"The one under my foot is probably not quite dead yet. Cuff him. Leave the new one to me."
As Wang Lang stepped forward, Centurion Zhao hurriedly fastened the Demon Binding Cuffs around Zhu Dazhuang's wrists, then tied him up tightly with specially made rope.
By then, Wang Lang was already facing Zhu Erdao head-on.
"Arrogant!" Zhu Erdao roared, and the avatar's twin blades crossed as they slashed down!
The blade wind tore through the air. If this strike landed solidly, even a Body Refinement cultivator of the Bedrock Realm, renowned for the toughness of their flesh, would likely be cleaved into three pieces.
Yet Wang Lang neither dodged nor retreated.
He raised his monk's staff, striking with perfect precision at the point where the twin blades crossed.
The clash of metal exploded, and a shockwave swept out from the center of the collision.
Several poorly built houses nearby were overturned outright, exposing the townsfolk who had been peeking from inside.
Someone cried out and scrambled away on hands and feet, unable to stop cursing in their heart. "These damn houses are way too flimsy!"
No one paid attention to those fleeing figures.
Zhu Erdao only felt as though its twin blades had struck a mountain ten thousand zhang high. The backlash left the avatar's arms numb.
Before it could withdraw its blades, Wang Lang moved.
His monk's staff turned into a dark-gold afterimage.
First strike—smashing into the left blade!
Second strike—striking the back of the right blade!
Third strike—thrusting straight into the avatar's chest!
The thirty-foot avatar was actually driven three steps back by that single thrust. Demonic qi scattered from its chest, leaving behind a hollow cavity.
"In a single breath... he struck three times?!" Master Huineng stared, dumbfounded.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Monk's Blade in his hand, now reduced to only a hilt, then looked at Wang Lang's monk's staff. A thought inexplicably rose in his mind:
Should this old monk change weapons too?
I always thought the Monk's Blade was light and convenient, but looking at Young Master Wang...
That monk's staff seems far more efficient at sending demons and devils to salvation!
Zhu Erdao was both shocked and enraged, and the avatar's twin blades whirled like a violent storm.
Blade light wove into an impenetrable net, descending upon Wang Lang.
Yet Wang Lang moved freely through the web of blades like a roaming dragon.
His monk's staff smashed, swept, thrust, and lifted, every strike landing on a vulnerable point of the avatar.
Vajra Qi and Grand Righteous Qi flowed along the staff. With every hit, the Pig Demon avatar's demonic qi scattered a little more.
"This human brat... how can he be so fast? How can he be so strong?!" The longer Zhu Erdao fought, the more alarmed it became.
Though its avatar was not as formidable as those of certain ancient members of the Demon Race, it was still genuinely at the middle stage of Second-Order Demon.
Combined with its two kitchen knives, nurtured for years with its natal demonic qi, it should have been enough to fight a human Qi Refiner with a thirty-foot avatar to a standstill.
Yet this young man before it had clearly not even revealed an avatar. Relying only on his flesh and a single monk's staff, he had beaten its avatar until it swayed on the brink of collapse!
No... if this continues, defeat is certain!
A vicious glint flashed in Zhu Erdao's pig eyes. It abruptly leaped backward, plunged the avatar's twin blades into the ground, and let out a shrill howl toward the sky!
"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!"
Demonic qi erupted like a volcano, blasting into the heavens!
The avatar began to twist and swell. Its originally thirty-foot body rose again, reaching forty feet!
Its pig head became ever more vicious, its tusks suddenly growing three feet long. A pair of fleshy wings condensed from demonic qi even sprouted from its back.
Though they could not grant true flight, they caused the avatar's speed to surge dramatically!
Most terrifying of all, blood-colored flames ignited upon the two kitchen knives.
This was Blood Demon Fire, obtained by burning its natal blood essence. So long as a human was touched by even a trace, their qi and blood would ignite, making them wish for death over life.
"A Second-Order Demon's life-risking technique... Blood Demon Transformation!"
Song Yunzi cried out, "Young Master Wang, be careful! The moment this fire touches you, it burns—it specializes in incinerating qi and blood!"
At those words, Wang Lang's gaze grew slightly more serious.
He took half a step back and held his monk's staff horizontally before him. Vajra Qi and Grand Righteous Qi accelerated within him, coating his body in a layer of intertwined golden-white radiance.
Until now, he had not even used thirty percent of his strength.
It was not because he was being overconfident. He had merely wanted to gauge this Pig Demon's true measure and see whether there was another hidden truth behind it.
Now, it seemed... this second Pig Demon truly was much stronger than the first.
"Die!!"
The wings of Zhu Erdao's avatar beat once, and its forty-foot body became a blood-red afterimage as the twin blades crossed in a slash!
Blood Demon Fire dragged two searing trails through the air. Wherever it passed, even the air twisted faintly.
This time, Wang Lang did not receive the attack head-on.
Rather than clashing directly against the blades, his monk's staff targeted the avatar's weak points—its joints, underarms, neck, and more.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The collisions sounded like rain battering banana leaves, so dense they made it hard to breathe.
Zhu Erdao grew more panicked with every exchange.
It had already burned its blood essence and entered the Blood Demon Transformation, increasing its strength by more than half, yet it still could not even touch the corner of Wang Lang's robes!
That seemingly cumbersome monk's staff always struck the avatar's weak points from unbelievable angles.
Every blow made the flow of demonic qi grow a little more sluggish.
What kind of monster is this guy?! The urge to retreat had already risen in Zhu Erdao's heart.
But how could Wang Lang possibly give it that chance?
Seeing the avatar slow by half a beat due to obstructed demonic qi, a sharp light flashed in Wang Lang's eyes.
Now!
His body shot forward, and he raised the monk's staff high over his head before bringing it down in a crushing blow!
Blood Demon Fire scattered in all directions as cracks burst across both blades at once.
After taking the heavy blow, the avatar staggered backward, its forty-foot body reeling as the opening before its chest lay completely exposed.
Wang Lang's monk's staff shifted from a smashing strike into a thrust, driving straight for the avatar's heart!
"Stop! Spare me, big brother!"
Zhu Erdao screamed in terror, but it was already too late.
The monk's staff pierced through the avatar's chest, and Grand Righteous Qi and Vajra Qi erupted with a thunderous blast!
"Pfft!"
Zhu Erdao's true body spat out a mouthful of blood. Its aura withered, and it could no longer maintain its avatar, which collapsed and dispersed with a boom.
It dropped to one knee, its pig eyes filled with unwillingness and terror.
Wang Lang withdrew his staff and stood tall, looking at Centurion Zhao and the others. "Cuff this one too. Interrogate them about why they gathered here, and whether they have any accomplices behind them."
Centurion Zhao nodded and was just about to step forward.
But at that moment, another change suddenly arose!
"Hee hee hee... those two pigheads truly accomplish nothing and ruin everything."
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