Zhang Xiaoman twirled the Mountain and River Sword in his hand, forming a beautiful flourish, then strode forward toward the monster not too far away.
On the ground, the Corpse Demon, though knocked down from the sixth floor, hadn’t died. It twisted its body, struggled, and stood up again; however, one of its arms was in a distorted position, apparently broken from the fall.
But the anatomical structure of such monsters was clearly different from that of humans. Even though its arm was severely deformed, it could still move.
A series of "crackling and crunching" sounds later, the Corpse Demon’s arm, squirming and twisting, had miraculously returned to its original form.
But Zhang Xiaoman didn’t have the habit of waiting for his opponent to catch their breath. He raised his sword and swiftly slashed at the monster.
With a huge buzzing of the sword, everyone only saw a blur before the Corpse Demon’s recently repaired arm was severed and sent flying away.
Zhang Xiaoman didn’t pause for a second. With a backhanded strike and the intense buzzing of his blade, the monster’s head soared into the air, only to fall heavily back to the ground. The headless body struggled for a while before becoming completely motionless.
This scene made the onlookers involuntarily gasp in shock; how could such a fearsome monster be dispatched with such seeming ease?
Hu Hu was even more excited. Even though he couldn’t see the person’s appearance clearly, he was eighty percent sure that this was the mysterious individual they had been searching for, the one referred to as "Lord Sword Immortal" by netizens, a Transcendent.
This time, it was the closest he had ever been to this mysterious expert. Before, they could only watch from afar, but now he finally had the chance to make contact with him.
Hu Hu immediately started walking towards the black silhouette, organizing his words in his mind, preparing to say something.
However, just at that moment, the Corpse Demon, which had been subdued by the crowd, suddenly rose from the ground, vaulted over a small police car, and leaped towards Hu Hu.
The Corpse Demon moved too quickly, and due to many people having just relaxed their vigilance and shifted their attention to Zhang Xiaoman, the response was too late for rescue.
Hu Hu only felt a vast shadow pressing towards him. When he turned around, he saw the monster already halfway through its pounce. By the time his brain registered the danger, it was too late to command his body to dodge.
The monster’s sharp claws gradually enlarged in his vision, and Hu Hu didn’t even have time to think before his body instinctively tensed in the face of danger—there was no time for any other reactions.
A faint sound came, so inconspicuous in such a situation that, except for the person who made it, nobody else heard it.
Zhang Xiaoman had fired his gun. The moment the monster rose to pounce on the middle-aged man, Zhang Xiaoman reacted instantly, pulled out his Water Bullet Gun, and shot!
On the street below Qianhu Fu tower, time seemed to stand still as a transparent bead enveloped in liquid traveled over twenty meters, striking the mid-air monster.
If, apart from Zhang Xiaoman, there was someone who heard the insignificant gunshot, it would be the Corpse Demon.
The skin around its large earholes twitched imperceptibly as if it had caught that sudden sound.
However, like everyone else present, it was also unable to react in time.
With only 0.23 seconds between the sound entering the ears and the Holy Water Bullet hitting, the Corpse Demon, being mid-air, had no chance to evade.
A muffled sound came as two figures collided and tumbled away.
Suddenly, a chorus of shocked cries arose, and people rushed towards that direction.
On the ground, a series of pained screams echoed, the Corpse Demon having been hit by the Divine Grace Bullet, was suffering from intense burning.
It writhed and rolled on the ground, its howls of agony never ceased, fortunately, Hu Hu was knocked down by it but didn’t sustain much damage and managed to get up and move aside instantly.
Seeing that their boss was unharmed, the crowd sighed with relief, then all eyes turned to the monster on the ground.
The monster’s body had a burn-like wound that was spreading outward rapidly, covering most of its body in no time.
Logically, one Divine Grace Bullet wouldn’t be enough to kill a Corpse Demon; it would usually take at least two.
However, this Corpse Demon had already sustained substantial damage from the action team and was at its last gasp; the finishing blow from the Divine Grace ultimately proved too much for it to withstand.
Zhang Xiaoman had crouched down at the first opportunity, converting the Corpse Demon in front of him into points while keeping a vigilant watch over the people around him, remaining on high alert.
"Ah, I didn’t want to use Holy Water, but in the end, I still wasted a bullet," he thought regretfully.
Holy Water was points, and Zhang Xiaoman now operated on the principle that if he could resolve something himself, he wouldn’t waste items. He had rarely used Water Bullet Guns against these Demon Monsters as of late.
But the situation had been urgent just now, and to rescue someone, he had to quickly draw his gun and shoot.
"I’m okay, I’m fine."
Hu Hu assured the people around him while looking at the monster’s eroded corpse on the ground with a horror-stricken face; at this point, most of its body had turned into that charred appearance.
"Such a terrifying power, what on earth is this weapon..."
He was shocked and his gaze followed suit, lifting to look at the man shrouded in dark shadows not far away.
"Who... exactly are you?"
He muttered to himself, then suddenly took a few steps forward and asked Zhang Xiaoman:
"Who are you? Are you hunting these monsters? What else do you know? Is there an organization behind you? What is your purpose? Please tell me! What the heck is going on with these monsters!"
Hu Hu asked many questions in one breath, questions that had been troubling him recently.
Zhang Xiaoman slowly stood up and looked at Hu Hu but remained silent.
He wasn’t ready to interact with the government yet, and he couldn’t answer the other party’s questions for the time being.
Still, he opened his mouth and provided some response.
"The Corpse Demons fear high-pitched sounds; high frequencies can restrict their movement, but the duration is short, and it will make them go even crazier. You need to use that time to decapitate them, to kill them with one blow..."
Zhang Xiaoman said, then his figure slowly backed away, swiftly disappearing around the corner.