"...That's alright. It doesn't know Blood Demon Arts, so it seems to be just an ordinary demon."
Seeing the demon pinned to the spot by his counterattack, struggling incessantly but unable to get up, Ji Hao muttered to himself as he stepped forward.
With his fingers slightly parted, several extremely hard, long, jet-black nails appeared in his hand.
Ignoring the demon's struggles, he stepped forward, raised his foot, and firmly stomped on the demon's hand, grinding it into it with force.
Seeing its palm open in pain, Ji Hao swiftly drove a heavy nail directly into its palm!
"Ugh...you damn food..."
As the evil spirit cried out in pain, it suddenly let out a miserable scream.
However, Ji Hao had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, he methodically drove the remaining three nails into his remaining three limbs!
"Stop making so much noise, aren't you supposed to be invincible?"
Ji Hao stood with his foot on the demon's chest, speaking indifferently while slightly increasing the pressure with his foot.
A series of cracking sounds rang out, and the demon's eyes widened suddenly.
He could feel that many of his ribs had been broken. This damned food dared to hurt him like this!
"Damn it! Even if you don't die, you'll still feel pain!"
The demon screamed, but it failed to elicit even the slightest bit of sympathy from Ji Hao.
He stepped on the demon's body, his hand gripping the spear, and with a slight pull, he yanked it out.
With a sound of flesh being torn apart, the blood-stained spear was pulled out by him.
"As expected, its healing ability is truly outstanding."
After watching the large hole in the demon's chest heal at a rapid pace, Ji Hao looked at the hideous demon and continued to ask questions.
Do you know the Demon Slayer Corps?
"You...you're a member of the Demon Slayer Corps!?"
The moment those words were spoken, even the struggling demons couldn't help but stop moving.
After looking at Ji Hao's clothes and weapons with surprise, he suddenly laughed.
"Hahahaha, you're a Demon Slayer? Where's your damn Nichirin Blade? You're not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, are you?"
"I'm telling you, you'd better run now! You can't kill me! Once I recover, it'll be your death day! You damned food!"
Looking at the demon laughing maniacally, Ji Hao simply smiled slightly.
Then, the spear in his hand moved like a dragon, driving it straight into the mouth of the evil spirit and piercing through the ground beneath it.
"That sounds awful. Undying? Good. Only a Nichirin Blade can kill you. I'll have to give it a good try."
Ji Hao reached out and picked at his ear, looking at the whimpering ghost that could no longer speak, and gave it a very kind smile.
Next, Ji Hao took out a large number of strange and unusual things from his spatial storage.
For example, concentrated sulfuric acid and other chemical reagents with highly corrosive effects.
Surprisingly, it was quite effective. After pouring in a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid, the demon's entire arm was corroded to the bone, turning into a completely black, charred mess, a stark contrast to his pale skin.
Ji Hao even took out some white phosphorus and, with a wave of his hand, sprinkled it evenly on the evil spirit's body.
Watching it howl in agony, its once human-like state completely corroded by the chemical reagents, Ji Hao kept his distance to prevent the substance from getting on him.
All I can say is, white phosphorus is something those who know about it understand. At temperatures exceeding a thousand degrees Celsius, it can burn through even bones.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
"Damn it...damn it...! Kill me...quickly...kill me!"
Watching the yellow flames produced by the burning white phosphorus and feeling its excruciating pain, the demon was now driven to utter madness by the agony.
He didn't know what white phosphorus was; he only knew that the flames were as cruel and terrifying as hellfire!
Even with his mouth pierced by a gun, he was still making indistinct sounds, trying to get Ji Hao to finish him off.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. As you said, I'm not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, so I don't have a Nichirin Blade either. I..."
"I can't kill you."
Ji Hao simply chuckled as he spoke, as if stating a fact, but to the evil spirit, it sounded like a voice from hell, causing its heart to sink completely.
At this moment, it suddenly felt a bit resentful of its own regenerative power, as it could clearly feel the yellow flames constantly burning its soon-to-be-regenerated flesh and blood.
And so, destruction and rebirth continue in an endless cycle.
The pain was driving him almost insane.
"Hmm, what would happen if we threw Kibutsuji Muzan into a container filled with highly concentrated sulfuric acid?"
Ji Hao looked at the scene before him without feeling the slightest ripple in his heart.
"I wonder if it can reach the resurrection strength of Grandpa 682. I don't think it can."
Just as Ji Hao was pondering this, the white phosphorus over there had been almost completely depleted.
The moment the yellow flames disappeared, the evil spirit was finally freed from its torment.
By this time, it was no longer human-shaped.
But if you look closely, you can see that new buds of flesh have sprouted from its body...
"If the dosage is insufficient, it is indeed quite difficult to kill them."
After the poisonous gas had dissipated, Ji Hao stepped forward and looked at the evil spirit, which had begun to recover its flesh and blood and was in a very weak state. He muttered to himself.
"If the quantity is large enough, it can undoubtedly kill them, but the quantity released is not enough. Oh, right, there are also the Twelve Demon Moons. I wonder how much effect white phosphorus will have on them..."
Ji Hao, like a researcher conducting an experiment, began to analyze and experiment on this evil spirit.
The evil spirit no longer had much strength left to resist.
He had already exhausted too much energy fighting the burning of white phosphorus and beginning to revive.
Even if it weren't restrained, it would have no strength left to resist.
"Thank you very much for your sacrifice, Mr. Demon. I will stop torturing you for now. Let's stay here and wait for the sun to rise."
Having traveled all day, Ji Hao decided not to set off again.
He certainly had larger doses of the drug, but there was no need to waste them on a brat.
Once the sun rises, he will naturally be dead beyond any doubt.
Upon hearing this, the evil spirit still harbored a glimmer of hope.
After all, humans need to sleep and rest, but demons don't!
So, if he wants to get away, he just needs to wait until this person falls asleep!
But to everyone's surprise, to the astonishment of the evil spirit, Ji Hao pulled out an exceptionally spacious stool from somewhere, sat cross-legged on it, and began to meditate!
no...
Is she asleep or awake?!