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It was another Unwithering Realm Demon, which at this moment emitted a purple demonic fog from its horns as it charged towards Li He.

But it had not charged far when its front hoof seemed to kick something, nearly stumbling over it.

"Hmm?"

A shallow blood mark appeared on its front hoof.

The Bull Demon looked down at its hoof, somewhat annoyed, its gaze sweeping the surroundings, but it saw nothing that had just obstructed its path, which was extremely peculiar.

Recalling the Dragon Master's instructions, it did not dare to be careless, and suddenly its body was enveloped in a black glow, triggering an earthquake, and earth spikes resembling mounds surged up, sweeping away.

The ground cracked, and the remaining tents in the camp were also torn apart by the suddenly emerging earth spikes, extending outwards in a trail.

Li Hao sensed that another fish line he had set up was broken, but he did not mind; he could not possibly fish for two Immortal Great Demons at the same time. The force used on that fish line was not significant, and at this moment, all his attention was on the giant frog before him.

He maneuvered the fishhook, climbing upwards continuously like sharp thorns, pricking bloodspots on the surface of the giant frog's skin, climbing towards its eyeball.

The giant frog noticed the fishhook, seeing that nearly half a meter in diameter massive spiked bend hook, it felt both shocked and enraged. What kind of attack was this?

It felt some ancient memory, buried for thousands of years, rising to its heart.

Back then it was just a small swamp frog, almost fished away by a youth who looked like a scholar.

"Bastard!!"

The giant frog roared, haunted by the dead memory. Now that it had become Immortal, it had not seen such a thing for a long time.

How could someone still dare to try fishing it?

It was no longer the small swamp frog of the past!!

The giant frog leaped forcefully, its demonic power sweeping out like skimming the surface, flinging the fishhook away.

Fishhooks are not as easy to hide as fishing lines, Li Hao's expression slightly tensed. The fishhook being flung away was within his expectations, as this was equivalent to a forced fishing attempt.

The prey not biting was perfectly normal.

"Not properly baited."

Li Hao instantly realized his mistake; the fishhook had been exposed too quickly. It should have been disguised as something else.

With this thought, he was moved to summon many corpses of demons and flung them towards the giant frog.

These demon corpses were remnants from the day before, some weighing tens of tons, but under the power of his True Qi, he could easily manipulate them.

When throwing, Li Hao turned the True Qi-modified fishhook into the shape of a flying needle, embedding it among the demon corpses, planning to root it inside their bodies first.

"You lad."

Feng's voice came to Li Hao's ears.

Feng Boping was observing from the sidelines the whole time and seeing Li Hao leisurely fishing in such a tense battle situation, targeting an Immortal, he couldn't help but smile in astonishment.

This young fellow's fishing ambitions were even greater than his!

However, Li Hao's actions made him itchy to join in the fun.

Li Hao heard Feng's words but smiled. His ability to do this relaxedly was mainly because Feng was there to cover for him.

With a whoosh, the fishhook, shaped like a flying needle, followed the corpses of the demons and pierced into the giant frog's body. But it only penetrated a few dozen centimeters, which was just superficial given the giant frog's massive size.

Even though his hook-forming technique was enhanced by the fifth stage of the Fishing Tao Realm, as his own strength was only at the Heavenly Human Realm, being able to refine the fishing line to a point where it was not easily broken was quite an achievement in itself.

"Die!!"

The giant frog, realizing the foreign object impaled in its skin, was shocked and infuriated, suddenly spitting out a large patch of decay, emitting a pungent stench and acidity, hitting the ground and even scorching it black, as if the gravel was melted by high heat.

Li He wanted to provide assistance, but he was blocked by the earth spikes; the continuous attacks left him no room to dodge, his expression changing drastically.

Meanwhile, a fourth demon made its move; it was a large mummified demon with countless maggots, black multi-legged centipede-like creatures crawling and shuttling back and forth through the rotten holes on its body.

At this moment, it waved its hand, releasing waves of ghosts from its body, flying towards the center of the arena.

Li He swung his sword to cut them, but the blade passed through the ghosts like slicing through air.

Yet the ghosts attacked him, gnawing away, with even his armor unable to resist.

Li He was horrified, knowing this was an extremely formidable Divine Soul attack. He quickly offered his Divine Soul, condensed his divine might into flames, covering his sword blade, and again he swung, managing to shred some of the ghosts.

But their number seemed endless, incessantly flying out of the large mummified demon, leaving him overwhelmed.

The joint attack of the two Great Demons quickly forced him into a dangerous situation.

At that moment, two Demons hiding in the shadows suddenly made a move.

One of them pounced towards Li He like a leopard, with incredibly fast movement technique.

Li He, hearing the sound of something tearing the air, his pupils shrank, he turned in alarm only to see a hideous gaping maw coming for him, attempting to swallow him in one bite!

Just as Li He felt his blood run cold, suddenly the gaping mouth that had leaped before him seemed to smash into something, taking on a bizarre posture as it was abruptly pulled upwards.

It was as though a rope had snagged its head, flinging it into the air in an instant.

The giant wolf-like Demon looked on in shock, gazing upwards only to see a figure faintly sitting amongst the clouds.

Sitting amidst the clouds, leisurely fishing for all things.

"Got a bite!"

Feng Boping let out a light laugh, finding the feeling of fishing for Demons much more satisfying than simply killing them outright.

With his strength, he could easily crush the opponent to death, leaving no sense of achievement.