Don't force me to use my right fist.

I don’t know if it’s because of mods or something else, but I definitely felt that I was getting stronger and stronger than when I first came out of the Minecraft world.

However, this cannot be displayed in the Minecraft system.

Ever since he transformed from a blocky pixelated figure back into a human, this feeling of slowly getting stronger has never stopped.

And after accumulating strength over time, when he finally unleashed his full power for the first time, without holding back a single ounce of strength, Sayu truly realized his growth beyond mere physical strength.

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Saya's lips twitched. At this moment, the giant centipede that had charged at him fell to the side as if it had been hit by a cannon, with a large dent in its head where Saya had hit it.

Moreover, cracks appeared on the top of the armor, which was harder than steel, and a pale green, foul-smelling liquid oozed out as if it were about to break apart.

The centipede, which had collapsed to the side, spoke in a human voice. Its sharp, knife-like limbs forced its massive body to stand up again, but its eyes, which looked at Zuoyou, were now filled with fear.

His voice no longer carried the tone he had deliberately adopted to portray a high-ranking monk; it seemed that having returned to his true form, he no longer intended to continue the pretense.

However, the strength of the swordsman Sōyū before him was somewhat beyond his expectations, even somewhat difficult for him to accept. A swordsman in training.

But his casual act of summoning two meteorites made him wonder if this guy was some kind of well-hidden Onmyoji with immense spiritual power.

But now, Pudu Cihang only feels that he is a simple monster, who could be anything, but definitely not human.

"When you ask such a familiar question, it's hard for me not to reply that I'm just a blocky person passing by. Remember that!" He came to Pudu Cihang, who had just regained his balance.

Clenching his fist once more, Zuoyou swung it down at the ferocious beast in front of him without the slightest hesitation.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Pudu Cihang was certainly not going to take Zuoyou's dangerous attack so easily again. Enraged, it opened its fang-filled mouth at Zuoyou and shot a stream of foul-smelling, dark green venom directly at him.

It didn't intend to kill Saku with this; as long as it could stop Saku's offensive, it would already be a success for it.

Unfortunately, Sawa is not some reckless nobleman who only thinks about fighting. Although his attacks are also simple, brutal, and wide-ranging, it doesn't mean that he doesn't pay any attention to defense.

In his free palm, a bright yellow cube riddled with small holes was held. The foul-smelling, obviously corrosive venom was erased as if it had been touched by an eraser before it even touched Saya.

As long as it's a liquid, there's not much of a problem if there's a sponge present. No matter how terrible the venom is, it can't deny the fact that it's still a liquid.

Arriving unimpeded directly in front of the giant centipede, Sōyū, under the watchful gaze of its terrifying compound eyes, mercilessly slammed his fist down.

"boom!

It was clearly just a physical collision, but the sound it produced was like a bombing.

The centipede's already cracked body became even more mangled, and the outlines of its internal organs could be seen through the fissures.

As for his head, which was directly hit by Saya's punch, it shattered completely, and even one of his two previously imposing fangs broke off.

His already swaying body went limp and collapsed to the ground with another loud bang. Judging from his miserable appearance, he was no different from a dying man.

As Sawa slowly descended from mid-air, he stretched his limbs with satisfaction. The feeling of this brutal, hand-to-hand combat was truly unique; only a demon like this could withstand such beatings.

But he also knew one thing: things wouldn't be so easy to resolve.

This guy seems like easy prey, but if an ancient being like him didn't have a few hidden cards up his sleeve, Zuo You doesn't think he could have even become the Imperial Advisor.

Looking cautiously at the enormous centipede-like eye that seemed to make even standing up a problem, Sōyu hesitated for a moment before choosing a more prudent solution.

He opened his palm and aimed it at the centipede that had fallen to the ground. A greatsword gleaming with obsidian-like, destructive light gradually materialized directly above the centipede's head.

This obsidian greatsword is really useful when dealing with giant monsters like this. The key point is that it doesn't even require magic power, making it seem like it was tailor-made for Saku.

"In short, be a devout Buddhist in your next life and don't bother with all these fancy things. Maybe you really can transform into a dragon?"

With a silent sigh, Saya pressed his hand down sharply, causing the giant sword to slash directly at the centipede's head. As if struck by lightning, it detached itself from the mangled body, transforming into a golden dragon. Taking advantage of Saya's distraction while he was examining the corpse, it charged directly towards him.

With the speed of an arrow released from a bow, it arrived directly in front of Zuoyou in the blink of an eye. The golden dragon, which was condensed with the primordial spirit of Pudu Cihang, was surprised to find that Zuoyou did not show even a trace of the panic that should be present when being ambushed.

"I've been waiting for you for ages, bro." V

With a smile, Zuoyou waved the miniature minecart in his hand toward the nearby Pudu Cihang.

Chapter 465 White Child

Pudu Cihang is indeed a great demon, but as long as he is not a god, he still has to follow the rules of Minecraft.

Given its size, it was clear that a mining truck could not possibly fit it inside.

Now that it has transformed into a golden dragon only as thick as an arm, it has no way to escape from Sōyū's grasp.

The rapidly advancing body came to a stop, and the venomous fangs that should have pierced Sawa's body froze in mid-air, his lower body completely trapped in what appeared out of nowhere.

Its entire body was trapped inside the minecart, completely out of its control. All it could do was speak, looking at Zuoyou in front of it with terrified eyes. Time didn't know what to say to salvage its current situation.

It managed to utter only two words, even its plea for mercy was stuck in its throat, before its last sight was a pale blue longsword gleaming with an eerie light slashing towards it.

Sawa had no patience to continue arguing with this guy. A loser should be prepared to accept defeat. Every attack it had just launched was aimed at killing him, so losing and being finished off by him was perfectly reasonable, wasn't it?

Great demons are indeed walking experience packs, each one a divine reward, though some are a bit rare and hard to come by.

Having already gained experience and loot, Zuoyou no longer needed to worry about whether the thing would come back to haunt him. However, this didn't mean he could now safely check the loot.

After putting away the minecart that had been placed on the ground, Zuoyou clapped his hands and turned around to look at the scene where people were lying on the ground because of the death-dealing chant.

"How long are you two going to keep watching this show? If you keep putting up with it, I'm leaving. Besides, that guy in the sky is transforming quickly. If you don't hurry, it might be too late."

Squinting at the two who were pretending to be lying on the ground, Sōyū hadn't forgotten their existence during the previous battle. After all, they were powerful demons carrying the Shikon Jewel, arguably even a level higher than Pudu Cihang. How could they be so easily knocked unconscious by the Soul-Snatching Chant?

"Looks like we've been discovered. We were planning a sneak attack."

The white-haired, white-clad boy stood up from the ground, accompanied by a black-haired man with a blank expression.

Although he uttered words of regret, the white-haired boy's face revealed a stronger sense of belligerence.

"Your strength is quite good. Compared to the monster above, you give me a more threatening feeling, which is a pleasant surprise this time."

A white sword appeared out of thin air, and the white-haired, white-clad youth pointed the tip of the sword at Zuo You and said.

The black-haired man next to him, who had been silently watching Saya without saying a word, seemed to have received some signal and stood between him and the white-clad youth, as if guarding against a sneak attack from Saya.

"Hmm, let me guess, you must be one of Naraku's incarnations, right? Otherwise, a normal great demon wouldn't carry so many Shikon Jewel fragments around."

Saya, stroking his chin, looked at the two humanoid demons in front of him. He sensed the energy emanating from at least four Shikon Jewel shards emanating from them, and vaguely remembered that these characters had appeared in Inuyasha.

However, due to the fact that the memories are from so long ago, the only incarnations of Naraku that Saya can recall now are the two sisters, Kagura and Kanna.

There's nothing that can be done about it; Naraku keeps creating clones like he's giving birth to babies. In comparison, these two distinctive young ladies are obviously more memorable.

As for the two guys in front of him, Saku only has a vague impression of them.

"Oh? So you know about Naraku's existence. It seems you know quite a lot. But it's strange, why do you know about Naraku, yet you don't even have a single shard of the Shikon Jewel on you?"

The white-haired boy glanced at Saku with some confusion. Naraku's whereabouts had been well concealed; it was these clones who were truly collecting the Shikon Jewel.

"However, you guessed right, I am indeed one of Naraku's incarnations—you can call me Hakudoji. Unlike those mass-produced, useless incarnations, I'm quite powerful."

He directly told Sōyū his name, and the demon boy named Hakudōji brandished his Yōdō, a black wave of energy spreading out from him.

"I won't ask any more questions. Anyway, once Mouryoumaru absorbs you, we'll know everything we want to know." whl

With his finger pointing in Sōyū's direction, Hakudōji gave a wink to the black-haired man beside him.

"Devour him, Moryoumaru, and you will gain the unparalleled power he just displayed."

Like a general commanding his servants to attack, Hakudoji issued orders and looked at Sōyū while holding the Yōdō.

"Oh, White Child, is it? I still don't quite remember, but if the two of you think you can eat me, aren't you being a bit too ambitious?"

Sōyū scratched his head. The demonic power emanating from these two was indeed intimidating, but the problem lay in where their determination to devour him came from.

Who gave them the courage to say those words? Fish Leong?

With a troubled expression, Sōyū thought for a moment and then reached for the Hakurō sword at his waist. Before knowing the other party's background, it would be better to test the waters first.

As one of Naraku's incarnations, they should be given some respect. He hoped they would live up to his cautious attitude and perform well for him.

"So, is it me taking on both of you one-on-one, or you two ganging up on me one by one? I can accept either way, it's not a big problem."

With a relaxed expression, Sawa spoke to the two figures in front of him, each radiating a strong demonic aura.

Chapter 466 So what if he can be resurrected?

The two people opposite did not make a choice.

Or rather, they have already answered what Sawa and the others had chosen with their actions.

The black-haired youth's body was abnormally swollen, and his limbs instantly transformed into somewhat large claws. A pair of bat-like wings extended from his back, and at first glance, he even looked rather handsome.

The white-haired boy, wielding a pheasant-shaped sword, circled around to Saya's side without launching an attack. However, his eyes, sharp as a venomous snake poised to strike, were enough for Saya to understand what he intended to do.

"Looks like you all want to gang up on me. That's great, come at me all at once, I'm in a hurry."

Seeing the two demons' murderous aura, Sōyū's lips twitched into a sunny smile, but his hand reached for the scabbards of the two long swords behind them.

In the short time it took to speak, the black-haired man who had been standing in front of Zuoyou had vanished. By the time Zuoyou found him again, he was already beside Zuoyou, his sharp claws almost reaching Zuoyou's body.

Sōyū's eyes narrowed, and his short sword, Hakurō, blocked the claw attack that was about to strike his waist. Hakurō, however, swung directly towards Sōyū's head. The attack aimed at Sōyū's waist was blocked, but Sōyū's attack was also stopped by an arm that swelled up, seemingly composed entirely of muscle. Having no intention of engaging in a prolonged fight, Sōyū was about to withdraw his sword and retreat to a safer distance when he realized that a lotus-shaped blade was silently about to pierce his back.

With suppression from the front and a sneak attack from behind, it's not entirely wrong to say that Saiyu is now in a desperate situation. Fortunately, Saiyu is not an ordinary person, and this situation is still within his acceptable range.

A cherry blossom-like particle effect flashed by, and Zuoyou vanished from his spot, reappearing behind where he should have been standing, along with the Louguan Sword in his hand. Having escaped his predicament using the invincible Ender Pearl, Zuoyou didn't remain idle. He gripped the unsheathed Louguan Sword, green sword energy swirling around its blade. He transformed into a streak of light, slamming into the black-haired man, who was still somewhat bewildered by Zuoyou's disappearance. With a slight upward graze of his sword, he sent the man flying.

Since we used the Dream Summoning technique, it would be a bit unreasonable not to use the corresponding Noble Phantasm.

The sword technique used by Youmu was not taught to her by Youki, and it should be a skill that Youmu herself comprehended.

As the demon-human "Future Eternal Calamity Slash" sent the demon named Moryomaru flying, Saya himself vanished into thin air as a blur.

All that could be seen in the entire area were countless sword energies and a black-haired monster, so relentlessly attacked that it couldn't even fall from mid-air.

As for the white-haired boy, he did want to stop Zuoyou's attack, but he couldn't guarantee his safety even if he recklessly stepped into this area covered by sword energy.

Therefore, all he could do was watch helplessly as Saya slowly shaved Moryomaru into a human stick, just like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox.

Finally, with a vertically descending sword aura, Zuo You reappeared behind the black-haired man who had fallen from mid-air, slowly sheathing the Louguan Sword.

"bite!"

With a crisp sound of a longsword being sheathed, the demon that had been standing frozen on the ground was transformed into a pile of mangled flesh, a result of the slashing.

"It seems your idea of ​​two against one is a bit difficult to achieve. You two still need to practice your teamwork more."