"If we go by the rumored level, dealing with this kind of monster will definitely require constant trial and error. The first time we deal with it, we will send out a special A-level team." Wang Siyan said as if he had seen through Zhou Ming's thoughts.

"Some preparations are needed. If we really want to fight Shuten-doji, then boy Anzuna must have it." Zhou Ming said.

The weapon with the highest level of spell power in his hand now is his own ice blade.

The weapon with the highest level of spell power in Wang Siyan's hand is the Transcendent A Grade dagger he exchanged for the Ripper's scalpel.

Shuten Doji is such a weirdo, Transcendent A Grade is just the base, it can only be high but not low. No matter whether they use spells or spell tools, they are not absolutely sure to cause effective damage to the opponent.

The only hope is one of the five swords in the world, the boy An Tsunagiri in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand, the samurai sword that is said to have killed Shuten.

They still have to go back and get the boy An Tsunagiri from Minamoto no Yorimitsu!

…

Shortly after Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan left, ten ninja-like people dressed in black walked out of Bugui Fang.

There are men and women, tall and short, and some of them have particularly weird limbs.

Each of them had their face covered, with only one pair of eyes exposed in the darkness, their eyes firm.

"Captain, since we have to pass Shuten's palace, it is inevitable to attack Shuten. Should we go down the mountain and get the boy Anzuna?"

"Of course, we must seize the time. The master's time is running out." The leading man asked in a hoarse voice.

He looked at the man as tall as a mountain behind him and asked, "How are you, Master?"

"Young Master is very quiet." The mountain-like man looked back at the iron box behind him and said slowly.

At the same time, in the woods in front of Buguifang, at the top of a tree, a slippery ghost stood in the sky, its spacious sleeves flying fiercely in the wind.

There was nothing under his feet, and only with the dim moonlight could he see the faint fluorescent flashes, which were transparent spider webs spreading in all directions.

Next to him stood a young woman dignifiedly. That was the owner of Buguifang, Luoxin's wife, Yingzi.

"Yingzi, I didn't expect them to come out so soon. Do you think they can win?"

"With all due respect, I think they have no chance of winning. In front of Shuten-sama, these people are not even ants."

"I'm not talking about Shuton, I'm talking about the two people before."

Yingzi was startled, then she realized what she was doing. She pondered for a while and shook her head: "I don't know, but isn't their goal to defeat Shuten-sama? Why do you ask such a question?"

"There is only one inner magic stone, and there is only one handful of boy Anzuna. There can only be one owner of a thing."

After saying that, the Slippery Ghost turned and looked down the Nanshan Mountain. Through a vague barrier, he saw the burning village, where the flames were soaring into the sky.

"It seems like something interesting happened. Let's go and take a look."

…

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan walked all the way down the mountain. After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have passed through a special barrier.

At this moment, he knew that he had returned to the human world from the world of monsters.

"Is this the exit?"

Zhou Ming curiously took a few steps back, but ended up not entering the barrier again.

Now he knows that the key element required to enter the world of monsters is time, while escaping from the world of monsters is related to space.

Wang Siyan played with the dagger in his hand and walked down the mountain casually.

Suddenly, her dagger fell to the ground.

Wang Siyan stopped and looked at the dagger on the ground in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming noticed something strange about Wang Siyan.

Wang Siyan leaned over, picked up the dagger, and threw it several times.

"I feel like it slowed down a little bit just now," Wang Siyan said.

"It's an illusion." Zhou Ming attacked the opponent without hesitation.

Although Wang Siyan's diligent practice is worthy of encouragement, after all, fantasy fusion is an extremely difficult skill that turns imagination into reality. How can you suddenly master it after just a few days of practice?

However, Zhou Ming feels that Wang Siyan is in a good state now. Although he is a bit self-deceiving, Teacher Crow also wrote in his notes that the key point of fantasy fusion is to regard false things as reality, and then continue to strengthen them, and finally believe them to be true, with the help of magic tools

now.

"But it may have slowed down a little bit. If you continue to practice, you should gradually find the feeling." Zhou Ming encouraged perfunctorily.

Wang Siyan was stunned for a moment, put the dagger behind him, then took out a small dart, concentrated on it, and threw it a few more times.

Then, she suddenly shouted: "Look, look! Did you see it? It slowed down a little just now!"

Zhou Ming pulled Wang Siyan under the moonlight and observed it several times, and found that the falling speed of the small dart had not changed.

Zhou Ming raised his head and looked at Wang Siyan. Wang Siyan seemed a little embarrassed and shrugged awkwardly: "Well...it depends on the feel, but it really slowed down just now!"

"Okay, Wang Tiancai, I will watch you when you are successful in your cultivation. Now let's focus on the battle later. We don't know what the real strength of Minamoto Noraimitsu is, but last time he

Killing a conjurer with one knife is a definite fact."

"Don't worry, I'm best at hand-to-hand combat." Wang Siyan said carelessly.

While speaking, Wang Siyan slapped Zhou Ming's butt hard, reached over his neck, and said in his ear: "I will show you various superb fighting postures every night!"

"Don't... don't make trouble." Zhou Ming pulled his scarf, his whole face was as red as a monkey's butt.

"The relationship between you and Si Yan is getting better and better. I'm very happy to see you like this." Ping Xingyue's voice suddenly sounded next to him. Zhou Ming's body froze and his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Long time no see, Xiao Ming." There was a hint of helplessness in Ping Xingyue's voice.

Zhou Ming frowned and replied in his heart: 'Sister Xingyue, I no longer want to correct the world, nor do I want to be the original owner. I am who I am, a person who grew up in a normal world and a peaceful society, but was involved for no reason.

It's just Zhou Ming here.'

"I know...I know everything, and I know everything you are thinking, that's why I haven't shown up for so long." Ping Xingyue said, "But just now, when you came out of Wuguifang, you still thought about Sanyang

Village, are you confused? In fact, you still want to correct the world."

'No! I don't want to!'

"I think you are..."

'I do not want!'

Ping Xingyue is silent.

Zhou Ming walked beside Wang Siyan, pretending to be calm, and at the same time replied in his heart:

'Now I just want to live a good life with Siyan. I will find you, no, find the real Sister Xingyue, and then we can live a good life like ordinary people.

‘Saving the world and correcting mistakes is actually not suitable for me at all, and is it useful for me alone?

'There are too many people in this world who are stronger than me. The other me just wants to correct the world, right? But what's wrong with him now?...A person's ability is far from enough. If you insist on going your own way, you will only fall into the abyss.

Even falling into a prison of self-thinking.

‘I don’t want much, just a small wish. Even though I lost my normal life because of that guy’s willfulness, now as long as I have Si Yan, Zhang Wei, and my parents, that’s enough.

‘I don’t need too much power, just enough to protect the people around me.
Chapter completed!