Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

He climbed a nearby hill to observe the surrounding energy; spiritual energy surged around him, and the weather was constantly changing.

It was around five or six o'clock in the afternoon. The sun had just touched the western mountains, but it was already starting to get dark due to the swirling clouds.

"It is the time of descent into demonhood!" Tayama Dojo's expression was solemn, his hand already gripping the hilt of his sword.

The time of encountering demons refers to a specific time of day when one is very likely to encounter demons and evil spirits, usually in the evening, and sometimes at midnight.

He hadn't experienced the Twilight of the Inner World, but he had participated in the Twilight of the Outer World a year and a half ago. That time, in Kagawa Prefecture, a glitch inexplicably appeared between the Inner and Outer Worlds, causing a surge of spiritual energy that created the Twilight of the Outer World, resulting in the appearance of many monsters!

That time, the countermeasures bureau classified it as a Level 3 spiritual disaster.

The strongest monster encountered was a creature composed of countless dead bird carcasses, classified as a Black Iron 5-star cursed spirit. It could fly, its miasma was poisonous and cursed, and its attack spells were all wide-range...

More than eighteen extraordinary individuals were involved, and the countermeasures team quickly dispatched personnel, but a significant number of members of the special tactics team were still lost that time.

They were all just trained soldiers who, wearing psionic gear, could barely make out the outlines of monsters, but could do only so much.

Some even developed mental health issues after the war and retired completely.

And if one were to encounter the Oma Zi-O in the underworld, it would probably be even more terrifying!

Ahead lies a mountain range, its feng shui appearing extremely treacherous, with malevolent miasma beginning to spread and gather, settling heavily near a valley.

In Zhao Hao's eyes, wisps of black miasma surged and flowed on the branches and leaves.

Some monsters and beasts from the underworld were involuntarily drawn to this place.

Zhao Hao was still considering whether to set up a barrier to protect these people. But wouldn't it be a bit of a frivolous pursuit for a great swordsman to know how to create barriers?

Before he could make up his mind, monsters had already come knocking on his door.

On a distant mountain ridge, a giant wheel, two meters in diameter, engulfed in orange-red flames, with a twisted, enormous ghost face at its center, rolled above the miasma and black clouds, charging toward Zhao Hao and his companions!

The wheels rolled like a tractor, creating a rumbling, earth-shaking sound, and spraying flames in all directions, igniting the surrounding bushes and grass.

This is the monster Fire Wheel, a monster said to have been born from people's fear of train wheels.

God knows why they're afraid of burning wheels!

This thing looks like it has cultivated to a very high level, with a Black Iron 5-star level of spiritual energy. Its aura is magnificent, and it roars in like a burning oil tanker.

Zhao Hao drew his sword and swung it down, unleashing a powerful surge of sword energy. The giant white snake, over a meter thick, swept past with a hurricane-like force, snapping all the trees within a 30-40 meter radius and carving a two-meter-wide trench into the ground.

The fire wheel vanished completely, leaving not even a trace!

"This...this...is this the Great Swordsman?!" Everyone was stunned.

However, since this time of twilight is considered a spiritual calamity, it is not a demon.

Zhao Hao's sword strike crushed through the area, directly destroying the fire wheel, but its immense power also attracted other monsters.

There were countless black iron level 1 and 2 cursed spirits in the sky, including long ones, one-eyed ones, two-headed ones, four-winged ones, and even many low-level monsters born from the massive amount of miasma.

In addition, there were quite a few cursed spirits that had materialized and were even enormous, including 4-star and 5-star Black Iron spirits.

If a celestial calamity of this scale were to occur in the surface world, it would be truly difficult to control without the intervention of a Bronze-level expert.

"Don't just stand there! Let me see what you've got!" Zhao Hao sheathed his sword and said calmly.

……

The battle raged until the moon was high in the sky, lasting from a little after 5 p.m. until 11 p.m.

Zhao Hao made a few moves, only managing to block the fatal blows of those three or five Black Iron 5-star cursed spirits; otherwise, he tried not to intervene.

However, he wouldn't let those Black Iron 5-star cursed spirits leave. He killed two cursed spirits that tried to escape when they saw things were going badly, and the remaining cursed spirits could only suffer.

This was used as practice material!

Zhao Hao spoke up: "If any of you can push these kids to their limits, I'll let you go. Otherwise, you might as well die!"

Those cursed spirits below level 3 in the Black Iron rank are actually nothing special, just minor troubles, but their sheer number requires special methods to consume them.

However, those level 4 and 5 Black Iron rank fighters would put a lot of pressure on these smaller ones. If it were a life-or-death battle, they probably wouldn't survive.

Before that, Qiuye had already mastered the old man's "stomp forward slash" move from the heated kang version.

He even unleashed the spell repeatedly, weaving through several Black Iron 3-star cursed spirits, advancing relentlessly. It was quite enjoyable.

A wind of joy enveloped him; it seems he has begun to comprehend the power of wind.

After undergoing "hellish training," his swordsmanship became highly skilled in defense. With the sword at his side, his defense was impenetrable.

Of course, it also seems quite weak when facing a 4-star Black Iron Cursed Spirit, lacking any strong offensive means.

Moreover, this guy is a bit simple-minded; he was actually fooled by a withered old monster.

From behind, the old monster looked somewhat like the old man washing red beans during the day. Coupled with his weeping in the corner, he immediately fooled Erqian and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Grandpa washing your hands, what's wrong?"

When the old man turned around, he had an extremely fierce and ugly face. Then he crawled into Erqian's arms, hugged her tightly, and began to absorb Erqian's spiritual energy and physical strength.

This thing is called the Weeping Old Man.

Legend has it that if you see a crying old man or baby on the ground in the deep mountains of Shikoku, it is the monster, the Weeping Old Man.

If someone feels sorry for it and picks it up, or comes up to ask what's wrong, it will cling to the person and slowly absorb their life force, eventually taking the life of the stranger who sympathized with it.

This thing is like the special infected in Left 4 Dead; once you get infected, you're doomed if you don't have teammates.

Chosoga no Fushi was different. He wielded Reikiri-maru and used the Thunder Breathing version of the forward slash, combined with lightning strikes and contact swordsmanship. Even a Black Iron 5-star cursed spirit was forced into a sorry state by him.

After all, the cursed spirits dared not use lethal force; the last one to do so had been smashed to pieces by that despicable human with a single punch!

That's right, Zhao Hao forgot to draw his sword when he wasn't paying attention, and smashed a Black Iron 5-star Hennessy Faceless Cursed Spirit that was about to use its full power to its death with a single punch.

Although samurai train in many combat techniques, unarmed combat is also essential.

Some techniques, such as taking a knife without using it, are even regarded as secret arts.

But aren't you going a bit too far?

Even among those ancient martial arts families, no one could shatter a powerful, 5-star Black Iron Spirit into countless fist-sized fragments with a single punch, right? Are you the Iron Fist Swordsman?

White Serpent Demon Blade: Shall I leave?

Seeing that everyone, including the cursed spirits, was looking at him, Zhao Hao immediately put on a stern face: "Why are you all looking at me? Aren't you all concentrating on the battle?"

Sanhao Shaojiu quickly continued his ritual in the basin of water, sprinkling handfuls of clean water to purify the surrounding miasma and deplete the spiritual energy of the cursed spirits.

The young monk Zongchun also began chanting sutras while holding prayer beads. Golden sutras flew from his mouth and formed a large swastika above his head, blocking the swarming little curse spirits.

Chika has a golden sword at her waist and a bow and arrow in her hand, which she shoots to strike at those strange or powerful cursed spirits or monsters.

This time, Tian Shan Dao Cheng displayed his full strength, wielding a sword in his left hand and a fist in his right. The tattoos on his body transformed into spirits behind him, each with its own unique use, and some even manifested directly to tear apart cursed spirits.

By midnight, most of the cursed spirits had been eliminated, and everyone was exhausted.

The remaining two Iron 5-star units are simply too much for me to grind.

Zhao Hao made a move and killed an extremely ugly cursed spirit with a single slash. This thing was a monster formed by the merging of countless small cursed spirits. It was horribly ugly, but it had extremely strong regenerative abilities, so it survived to the end.

The other one was a tall monk who was over 2.5 meters tall.

This is a monster called Aoandon.

This thing was as big and muscular as a gorilla, with dark blue skin all over its body, a huge single eye on its forehead, and its head was covered with bumps. It was wearing a tattered cassock, holding a huge wooden fish and a drumstick, and its bare feet were about 55 inches in size!

The reason why the Blue Monk was able to survive to the end was twofold: firstly, he was very powerful, and secondly, he was a demon. Although he was also a cursed spirit, he was different from other monsters and had a very high level of intelligence.

Seeing Zhao Hao looking over, he knelt down with a thud, "Master Qingfang begs to follow you, my lord, until death do us part!"

The demonic blade in Zhao Hao's hand trembled a few times. The white snake craved blood, but Zhao Hao was too embarrassed to do so.

You can't hit a smiling face, and this is the first time I've ever encountered someone kneeling down and bowing down, calling me their lord. It's actually quite satisfying!

Chapter 424 Ancient Battlefield in the Inner World!

Zhao Hao is a man who cares about his reputation, and besides, who hasn't been a boss before?

One hundred and eight Minions work for me, living in a small world, from land to sea, where I am either a prince or a prince consort. What kind of scene haven't I seen?

It's impossible for me to soften my heart just because you, monster, say a few nice words!

You can't expect me to spare your life immediately if you don't ask me to...

Zhao Hao wore a serious expression, concealing his secret pleasure, and shouted, "You demon, you dare to beg for mercy! Tell me, have you ever harmed anyone, what heinous things have you done?"

The man kneeling on the ground, his head pounding the ground, was over a meter tall. He cried out loudly, "Injustice! Injustice, Your Honor! Although I am ugly and behave crudely, I have never done anything wrong!"

He raised his head, and a few large, single tears, the size of glass marbles, squeezed out from his enormous eye. "I've never left the Otherworld since I was born! This is the first time I've ever seen a living person!"

Uh... that would indeed be a bit unfair to them.

Zhao Hao also looked at it. The cloud above this guy's head was bloodless, and he didn't look like he had been involved in any human karma.

Moreover, unlike those minor cursed spirits formed from miasma, he is a conceptual monster.

Perhaps it stems from people's fear of monks.

"Is that so? I'm not an inhuman, bloodthirsty person. Since you haven't done anything wrong, I won't kill you. You can leave now!"

Normally, upon hearing that his life was spared, the owner of the azure shop would be extremely grateful and run away as quickly as possible.

But this Qingfangzhu is different; he's ugly, but he's smart!

Seeing that he was in this desolate wilderness with no prospects for development, he spent his days aimlessly wandering around, living a miserable life.

Why not follow this powerful superhuman and make a living? A wise bird chooses its tree, and I, Qingfangzhu, also have my own ambitions!

Yes, his ambition is to eat barbecue every day.

Besides, what if you're the kind of person who goes back on your word, saying you won't kill me but then turning around and stabbing me in the back?

I'd better just stick to my old ways and follow along!

Zhao Hao looked reluctant... This is where the advantage of having a subordinate comes in.

Ramen Maru immediately jumped out, looking disgusted, and said, "My master is the great swordsman Yasuo. You monster want to follow him? You should see if you're qualified!"

Zhao Hao immediately adopted an approachable expression, waved his hand, and said, "Don't talk nonsense~ Although I have some skills, I never marry based on strength or background~ All beings are equal, and as long as one has a firm heart to seek the Dao, one can achieve something!"

On the other side, the shrine maiden Chika spoke up: "Lord Yasuo is of noble character and extraordinary realm, truly admirable. It is rare that this Aobozu has never done evil, and it is his good fortune to meet Lord Yasuo today."

Zhao Hao nodded slightly, thinking to himself, "It's so nice to have someone like this to help me out!"

Thinking of this, he glared at Chosokabu, who was holding a sword and chuckling blankly.

Chosokabuki: Huh? Did I do something wrong?