I am grinding experience in another world

A loud roar suddenly erupted from the crowd, and when people snapped back to reality, they immediately turned and ran.

Chi chi chi...

Three fox heads emitted a mocking laughter-like eerie howl, then stretched out over and over.

Several figures were caught and flung into the air, and were instantly devoured by the gaping maws of the ferocious foxes.

The crowd was immediately scattered like headless flies, and a series of short, sharp screams erupted throughout the valley.

Strange Demon!

The gaunt Old Yang clenched his teeth tightly, his bamboo smoking pipe trembling in his hand.

We were just about to enjoy the good life, why did we encounter a Strange Demon?

The next moment.

Whoosh!

The stench hit his face as the thick fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, and a gigantic fox head as tall as a man appeared before him.

Old Yang stared at the blood-red eyes of his adversary, his face full of despair and resignation. Accompanied by the sound of rumbling, he bitterly inhaled his last puff of the water pipe.

There was no escaping fate now...

The tobacco smell irritated the fox head, causing its pitch-black nostrils to quiver and head to jerk, and it sneezed violently.

Old Yang was immediately blown backwards in the foul breath, and while still in midair, he saw the fox with a mouth full of sharp teeth biting angrily towards him.

Just as he subconsciously raised his hands to defend himself.

Whoosh!

The air in front of him suddenly distorted, and a figure appeared abruptly.

Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions.

A ghastly white hollow Bone Sphere suddenly emerged, keeping the fox head suspended in midair, incapable of moving forward even an inch.

Through the gaps between his fingers, he could even see that two of the fox demon’s teeth had broken off!

Chen Mu looked at the gigantic fox head above him, his expression unsightly.

He had been living quietly in Feng’an City, only to end up on an assassination list. Moreover, he was inexplicably teleported away, almost ending up straight in the mouth of a Strange Demon!

Watching the large fox head repeatedly striking the Yang Judge Bone Shield, Chen Mu’s rage surged, his expression growing colder and darker.

Five Dragon Dharma Body!

His right hand formed a blade, and he thrusted fiercely towards the fox’s face, just inches away.

Roar!

A thunderous roar exploded.

Spurt!

The fox head that was ferocious just a moment ago seemed to be devoured by an invisible mouth, suddenly disappearing. The severed neck was uneven, and blood splattered everywhere.

Chi!

A sharp and painful screech rang out.

Two fox heads covered with fiery red fur suddenly burst through the thick fog, appearing before Chen Mu.

And the neck without a head writhed and twisted like a headless serpent. At the stump, numerous fleshy lumps swelled, churning rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a new, undamaged fox head reappeared.

Three fox heads hung high in the air, six eyes like malicious red lanterns, staring intently at Chen Mu.

Chi!

The stench rushed at his face, and Chen Mu’s clothes were immediately blown about.

He looked at the three fox heads, his mouth curving into a cold smirk.

Five Dragon Dharma Body!

The next moment, mist churned above his head, and five dragon-shaped Qi clusters suddenly emerged, roaring in unison.

Roar!

The previously ferocious Strange Demon fox suddenly stiffened, its heads retracted and whizzed back into the mist, disappearing without a trace.

"Thinking of running away?"

"Too late!"

The moment he willed it, the Five Dragon Dharma Body thunderously charged into the thick fog. A sharp, piercing howl erupted, and the pungent smell of blood spread throughout the air.

Chen Mu waved his hand, and as the air currents tumbled, the dense fog that concealed all within arm’s reach dispersed, revealing a monster as tall as a four- or five-story building.

All three of its massive fox heads were clenched in the jaws of the dragon-shaped mist, while its neck, even longer than its body, twisted like a giant python.

The creature’s huge body tried to twist and jump away, but it was held fast by two other dragon-shaped mists biting its sides, immobilized on the spot.

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A flash of ruthlessness crossed Chen Mu’s eyes.

Thwack!

Necks were torn, bodies ripped in half; the Five Dragon Dharma Body roared relentlessly, and the giant body of the Strange Demon fox was instantly torn to shreds.

Despite this, the large chunks of flesh continued to balloon out into lumps, vainly attempting to regenerate completely.

Without any need for Chen Mu to urge them on, the five grey mist dragons tore, bit and devoured the mangled body of the three-headed fox. In just a few breaths, the mountain-like fox was eaten away by more than half.

As if triggering some sort of death threshold, the remaining body of the three-headed fox suddenly exploded into fragments, and a dense swarm of Netherworld Worms appeared in its place.

They darted everywhere, dragging tails of white smoke, with faces—some roaring in madness, others cold and heartless—appearing on the forefront of each worm, chilling to behold.

Chen Mu was about to activate the Yama Emperor’s Command to drive them away.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water filled the air, and an ethereal, translucent image of a river appeared in mid-air. The previously frantic Netherworld Worms paused, then obediently burrowed into the illusory river.

As the illumination faded, the Netherworld Worms were swept away, as if they had never appeared at all.

It was said that the River of Oblivion existed in any part of the Netherworld; indeed...

Chen Mu came to a realization.

Before he could dwell on it, an odd sensation came over him. Following the feeling, Chen Mu looked up just in time to see a streak of black light flash across the Five Dragon Dharma Body. The dragon horns, formed of greyish-white mist, began to gleam with the kind of light found only in keratin.

Devouring a Strange Demon can actually enhance the Five Dragon Dharma Body?!

Chen Mu’s eyebrows shot up, and the frustration from the recent turn of events dissipated considerably, leaving him with an uncontrollable sense of liberation.

...

In Feng’an City, the night was waning.

The deliberately adjusted Soul-Attracting Lamp emitted a faint and hazy light, and no one noticed when Chen Mu suddenly disappeared.

The middle-aged man with a long beard stared coldly at Shen Bu, looking at him as if he were dead.

Shen Bu swallowed nervously, struggling to suppress the tension in his heart. His hands quickly made the secret spy gestures of Qingyang City and, moving a little closer, he whispered, "Shall we... shall we talk upstairs?"

The middle-aged man with the long beard frowned deeply and responded with a gesture. After glancing at the surrounding people, he motioned for Shen Bu to go first, and then he himself turned and vanished into the shadows.

A moment later.

On the third floor, in a corner room.

The long-bearded middle-aged man sat opposite Hu Mang, arms crossed over his chest, sweeping his cold eyes over the four people.

"Why did you let that man go? If you don’t explain yourself clearly, you’d better run now or obediently wait for the Spy Bureau to settle the score!"

Hu Mang’s face was stern, but inside he was racked with uncertainty. He felt an itching at his throat but mustered all his will to remain still.

He was a Shadow Command Envoy, responsible for gathering intelligence. The man before him, however, was a Commander of the grinding department, ruthless and with a retinue of killers. Should there be a conflict, with his three hapless subordinates, they would undoubtedly be doomed!

Forcing a show of composure, he gave the other man a scornful look, then nodded slightly at Zhang Er.

Zhang Er, who had been hanging his head pretending to be an ostrich, suddenly widened his eyes in alarm.

With his scalp tingling and after exchanging looks with Hu Mang, he turned to Shen Bu and Wen Han, who were as nervous as quails. He had no choice but to face the long-bearded middle-aged man bracingly.

"Ahem... This man, well, he’s a bit out of the ordinary."

The long-bearded middle-aged man’s eyebrows knit tighter, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Er stiffened, feeling the man’s gaze slicing like a blade around his neck and hurriedly pulled out an object from his chest, slamming it on the table in the center.

A greasy, dog-eared and worn Black-Skinned Scripture lay before the long-bearded man.

"Just read this scripture once, and you’ll immediately know what’s so special about him!" Zhang Er declared solemnly.

Hu Mang, Shen Bu, Wen Han: "..."

You really dare!