Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Kotekawa Kami let out another low shout, grabbed the giant monk by the neck and slammed him down. The giant monk ultimately dared not use his neck to compete with his arms to see who would break first, and fell down with the force of the fall, crashing heavily to the ground.

As soon as his foot landed, he launched his knee up and smashed it into the back of the giant monk's head, the sound like a drumbeat, the muffled thuds reverberating around him.

The giant monk let out a painful roar and reached for the back of his head with both arms.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at it sideways, released its neck, grabbed its arm, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his strength exploded instantly.

A teeth-grinding "snap" sound rang out, and the giant monk roared to the sky, his thick arms twisted backward in an unnatural posture.

"So you can feel pain too?" After a satisfying fight, Kotekawa Kamimi drew his longsword, his true energy spreading across the blade, emanating a rather dangerous aura.

The giant monk was furious. He turned to look at the sky and said in a deep voice, "You make a move too!"

The ghost princess in the air cried out in terror, "No, I can't get close to him! The fire on his body is strange!"

"If you don't make a move, you'll be the next one to die!" the giant monk roared, forcefully snapping the severed arm back into place, breaking it completely.

Kotekawa Kami uses a unique skill, which, even in his previous life, was an extremely insidious and ruthless forbidden move, a technique that his master had repeatedly forbidden him from using in sparring.

If it weren't for the purpose of passing it down, he probably wouldn't have been taught this skill at all.

Kotekawa Kamimi once thought he would never use this gold-threaded wristband in his life.

The giant monk roared in pain, frantically pounding the ground with his other intact arm.

The Demon Princess was a little scared: "Let's run away! We'll come back and settle the score with him after we've recovered!"

As it spoke, it turned around, and in that instant, the dark sky transformed into a blood-red sunset.

Yellow sand swirled, and screams of battle echoed from all directions.

The demon princess screamed and fell from the sky to the ground, crashing into a tall, headless corpse.

It froze, then cried out in horror, "Disaster! It's disaster!"

The giant monk, equally enraged, turned his head in shock upon hearing this.

Calamity? Calamity, the strongest member of the Evil Spirits Society?

"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" A slow voice reached their ears.

The ghost and the giant monk silently turned their heads and looked at the young human with four long swords stuck in his feet. For the first time, a deep chill and fear rose in their hearts.

Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Chapter Thirty-One: Inhuman Beings (4200)

Under the blood-red twilight, the giant monk stared intently at Kotegawa Kami with blood-red eyes larger than copper bells, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his massive body taut to the extreme.

It growled, "The strongest member of the Evil Spirits, Lord Calamity, actually died at the hands of a mere human brat?"

The Demon Princess's gaze was icy cold: "So we've been wrong all along. The calamity wasn't caused by Ishikawa Yasuhiro at all! The destruction of the Evil Spirit Society must be deeply related to him!"

The giant monk clenched his fist, the veins on his muscles bulging: "Even seeing it with my own eyes, it's still unbelievable! So just now, he was just playing with us?"

"Whether it is or not, Lord Mogi, we must kill him at all costs!" Oni-hime gritted her teeth, and blackish-purple cracks spread from her cheeks like a spider web. In an instant, she became ugly and ferocious, her body huge and bloated, emitting an extremely strong stench. She became a terrifying ghost comparable to the giant monk next to her.

It roared, "I swore I would never again show my face to anyone with such an ugly face! You brat! You will pay the price!"

The giant monk, with one arm missing, roared incessantly, the purple patterns on his body flickering and flashing intensely.

A deep look of pain appeared on its face. Its already enormous body grew even larger, and the blood-red in its eyes burned with tangible crimson flames. Its two arms swelled several times their original size, but one arm remained limp and hanging down.

"Damn it!"

It exhaled two streams of white vapor from its nostrils, raised its head and roared, causing the entire ancient battlefield to tremble slightly.

Kotekawa Kami watched quietly as the demon and monster seemed to reveal their true forms. He wasn't surprised by this scene. He hadn't made a move for so long precisely because he wanted to see what these two were really like. After all, even a calamity has four arms, so these two, which were slightly weaker than it, should naturally have some differences as well.

But... this demon princess is really ugly! Ugly and smelly!

He pulled out the two longswords stuck in the ground, and clear true energy swirled and flowed around the swords.

He looked up at the two enormous monsters in front of him and suddenly said, "Alright, I'll stop pretending. I can grow big too!"

The ghost princess and the giant monk, both with chilling and terrifying gazes, were startled at the same time.

Then, under their incredulous gazes, Kotegawa Kamimi grew taller and taller, standing shoulder to shoulder with them, and then surpassing them, completely transforming into a towering giant.

The ghost and the monster were both subdued.

Kotegawa Kamimi leaned forward slightly, looking down at them.

But the Demon Princess quickly realized what was happening and shouted, "No! This must be an illusion! It's just a mere human!"

The giant monk recalled the moment he smashed Kotekawa Kami's skull with a single punch and immediately realized, "That's right, it's an illusion again!"

"Huh, it was exposed so quickly?" The giant Furutekawa Kamimi exclaimed in surprise, but he didn't care. He was just using Nightmare to fool the demons anyway.

He exhaled, lowered his body, and with the domain's duration extended enough, a shallow crater blasted out beneath his feet. His body twisted instantly, and he rushed in front of the Ghost Princess, thrusting his longsword out with even greater speed.

The image of being beheaded with a single sword strike was still vivid in her mind. Even after revealing her true form, the Ghost Princess still dared not take the blow head-on. She let out a scream and retreated violently.

"Here it is!" The giant monk, his face contorted in rage, roared. His thick arm blurred into a blur as he slammed it down on the lower abdomen of the gigantic Kotekawa Kami.

Kotekawa Kami didn't even look at him, his eyes indifferent: "You really don't learn your lesson."

The moment the fist missed its mark, the giant monk's expression changed drastically: "No! This is fake too!"

The clear sword light parted the darkness, piercing its armpit with a single strike, then without hesitation, it withdrew its sword and disappeared into the distance.

The ghost princess's attack, which arrived suddenly, missed its target and almost struck the giant monk with her claw.

This searing pain tormented the giant monk to the point of unbearable agony, causing him to roar in agony: "Come out! You cowardly hideers!"

Kotegawa Kamimi stood at a distance, gazing at it, and raised his nearly ten-meter-long sword, slashing down at it.

The giant monk instinctively dodged.

However, when the sword light fell, not even a sword mark was left on the ground.

It instantly realized that it had been tricked again.

However, as it stared at Kotegawa Kami ahead, baring its teeth in anger.

On the other side, the demon princess suddenly let out a shrill scream.

It suddenly turned its head.

At a glance, she spotted another Kotegawa Kami, standing right behind Onihime, slowly drawing a longsword burning with true energy from its back.

The other clone of the Demon Princess exploded, and the real Demon Princess appeared in the distance, panting heavily, her eyes filled with even more fear and resentment.

Kotegawa Kamimi, carrying his blood-stained sword, turned and left. Under the watchful eyes of the demon and the monster, his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared into nothingness.

The Ghost Princess and the Giant Monk instantly huddled together, back to back, warily surveying their surroundings.

They finally realized why this human remained unmoved when he saw their true forms.

"This is his home turf!" the giant monk said in a deep voice. "He does indeed have the ability to kill Lord Calamity. We must escape!"

"Escape? Where to escape to?" Ghost Princess's voice was shrill and venomous. She had already died twice. If she could escape, why would she stay here?

The giant monk fell silent for a moment, then let out a heavy sigh: "But if this continues, we will all die..."

As soon as it finished speaking, it turned around abruptly, raised its injured hand, and instantly plunged it into the back of the Demon Princess.

The Oni Princess's clones decreased by 1 again.

Its true form appeared in the distance, its lifeless, bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief at being betrayed.

Kotekawa Kami, who was about to make another move, was also stunned, his eyes filled with surprise.

The giant monk who had stabbed the demon princess was not idle; he stuffed the stinking corpse of the demon princess into his mouth, a very bloody scene that was immediately covered with a thick mosaic.

Such a strong taste was almost unbearable to look at, but could a demon eat another demon? No, this monk was a great demon!

This is the second time he has seen a monster that can eat demons, besides the wild samurai... So it is actually a wild monk?

His gaze shifted to the agonizing Ghost Princess, who had died three times in an hour. The ghostly figures that had filled the sky were now reduced to just two. If she died twice more, she would be unable to create clones.

"Mokichi!" Oni-hime cried out in an even angrier, sharper voice.

The wound in the giant monk's armpit had healed, and the severed arm had returned to its original state. He clenched his fist, scanned his surroundings, and said in a low voice, "Rather than be killed by him, it is better for this humble monk to regain his strength. That way, we still have a chance."

"It takes me a hundred years to create even one clone!" The Ghost Princess's face was extremely distorted; she was so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

"Whether it's a hundred years or three hundred years, dying here means losing everything." The giant monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, clasped his hands together, and quietly waited for Kotegawa Kami to attack it.

The clear sword light shone again, piercing the back of the Ghost Princess's clone with lightning speed. The clone turned away with resentment and was then burned to ashes by the true energy flames.

The Ghost Princess's aura weakened instantly; she was in unbearable pain, and her screams echoed throughout the entire Impermanent Domain.

But the screams stopped abruptly.

The giant monk, who had appeared unnoticed, stuffed the last clone of the Demon Princess into his mouth.

Perhaps it was worried that there would be nothing left to eat in a little while.

At this point, all of Oni-hime's clones were destroyed.

The giant monk, having devoured the second clone of the Demon Princess, revealed even more dark purple patterns on its body. It slammed its fist down, producing a metallic clang.

Furutekawa Kami looked at it thoughtfully.

Healing injuries and strengthening oneself through eating... is this an innate ability?

The giant monk then looked at the ghost princess.

The last remaining ghost, no longer able to vent its pain and rage, glared venomously at the giant monk. Its once foul-smelling and enormous body suddenly shrank, soared high into the air, and became elusive.

It now hates the giant monk even more than Kamiko Kotegawa.

Kotegawa Kami expressed his understanding, and then thought about how to take it down first.

After all, you should pick the softest persimmon first.

Within the realm of nightmares, he was nearly invincible, but the ghost princess kept charging the giant monk like a power bank, which annoyed him quite a bit.

A moment of silence fell over the dim, blood-red sky.

Both the human and the demon looked up at the ghost princess floating in the sky.

The chill in Ghost Princess's heart intensified, and her speed increased dramatically, almost turning her into a blur.