With its serpentine body trapped in the rocks of the mountain peak, Orochi’s eight pairs of eyes, which were still outside, darted around in panicked disbelief. Just a moment ago, it had thought Qin Fan was securely within its grasp. But now, it was the fish on the chopping board.

As a sapient Demon Beast, its intelligence was far higher than that of most humans. How could it not recognize the predicament it was in?

"Fool!"

"Fool!"

"Fool!"

Orochi tried to wrench its body free, but the Demon Thunder had left it completely paralyzed. In this state, pulling its body free was impossible; even twitching was extremely difficult. The reek of burnt flesh and blood filled the air, and the crater its body had smashed into the ground was slick with its own blood.

Watching Qin Fan’s weakened figure land and slowly walk toward it, Orochi shrieked in horror, uttering the only human words—or rather, bird-like squawking—that it knew.

"It seems I overestimated you! I thought you had learned to speak, but it’s just a case of a parrot repeating words. Heh," Qin Fan scoffed, his face a little pale. He slowly walked up to Orochi, his Divine Sense having already confirmed that its paralyzed body was no longer a threat.

Since his rebirth, only twice had he been pushed to this extent. The first time was by Lan Xiaosheng at the Golden Summit of Emei Mountain, and the second was now, by this Orochi.

Thankfully, he hadn’t expended too much True Qi casting Divine Skills earlier. Otherwise, it was questionable whether he could have even unleashed the Red Cloud Demon Thunder, the twenty-eighth form of the Earth Evil arts. If this beast had managed to entangle him again, it would have been even more difficult to defeat.

He felt a sliver of relief but was also annoyed at his own overconfidence.

Yes, overconfidence! I never imagined that this mere Seventh-Rank beast could be immune to my relentless waves of True Qi attacks! Such a thing has never once happened on the Cangqiong Continent!

"Fool!"

Although it couldn’t say anything else, Orochi understood him perfectly. Facing Qin Fan’s sneer, its voice trembled.

Aside from its physical body, its ultimate killing moves were the Orochi Illusion Eye and Orochi’s Energy. These two techniques had once allowed it to steamroll across all of Asia. Even God Realm masters from Huaxia gave it a wide berth when faced with these signature moves. It never expected that not only would they be useless against Qin Fan, but activating the Orochi Illusion Eye would actually cause a backlash! Under these circumstances, it seemed the only choice left was to wait for death.

"Staff, to me!" Qin Fan shouted coldly, ignoring the beast’s trembling cry.

Instantly, the Evil Spirit Zen Staff on the ground flew into his grasp. Gripping the staff with both hands and without a second thought, Qin Fan brought it crashing down on one of Orochi’s heads. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Let’s see just how many blows this head can take!

ROAR!

BANG!

ROAR!

BANG!

Agonizing roars erupted from Orochi’s mouths, accompanied by the sickening thud of the Zen Stick cracking against its skulls! Under Qin Fan’s cold, heavy blows, none of Orochi’s eight heads remained unscathed. They were all drenched in dripping green blood. The sickeningly foul stench spread through the air above Mount Fuji.

"What’s going on? Where is the weakness?" Qin Fan suddenly stopped and muttered to himself. He knew that trying to finish Orochi this way could take forever. A weakness—a fatal weakness—was the crucial part!

Following his own words, he unleashed his Divine Sense without reservation, blanketing Orochi. He then activated his Eyes of Golden Flame, and a piercing golden light shot from his pupils!

Just then, as the Eyes of Golden Flame met one pair of Orochi’s eyes, the Demon Beast let out a heart-rending shriek. That pair of eyes instantly began to stream tears of blood—a gruesome and pitiful sight! A moment later, Orochi snapped all of its eyes shut, its entire body beginning to tremble violently.

Seeing this, Qin Fan smiled a cold, menacing smile. "The eyes are its fatal flaw? This just got easier!"

As his chilling words faded, he raised the Evil Spirit Zen Staff and grimly resumed hammering at one of the snake’s heads.

I refuse to believe that this Evil Spirit Zen Staff, infused with my Golden Core True Qi, can’t smash those eyes open!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The rapid banging, accompanied by shrieks, created a grisly rhythm over the peak of Mount Fuji. One of Orochi’s heads began to deform under Qin Fan’s relentless pounding. Unable to bear the splitting pain any longer, it suddenly snapped its eyes open.

"Fool! Fool! Fool!" it shrieked madly. It opened its cavernous jaws, spewing green gas as it lunged forward, trying to swallow Qin Fan whole.

This was Orochi’s final, desperate struggle.

The cyan glow of the Prison Suppressing Body flared, blocking the nauseating green gas. As Orochi’s jaws lunged for him, Qin Fan snorted coldly and jammed the Zen Stick vertically into its open mouth, bracing one end on the ground to pin its upper jaw. The instant Orochi howled in pain, the light from his Eyes of Golden Flame shot toward that same pair of eyes.

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

Having already abandoned this head, Orochi no longer tried to close its eyes. Amidst its mournful howls, the golden light from the Eyes of Golden Flame bombarded them until, finally, a gout of fire erupted from within!

WHOOSH!

The entire head shriveled into a scorched mass. At the same time, the snake’s body trapped in the rock pit shrank by one-ninth. Just like the Life Sources of an Onmyoji, Orochi’s eight heads were its own Life Sources.

"Seven pairs left," Qin Fan scoffed.

He didn’t withdraw the Evil Spirit Zen Staff. Instead, he raised a fist, flooded it with True Qi, and began pounding on the eyes of another head.

"Earth Evil Second Form: Thunder Sound Fist!"

"Earth Evil Sixth Form: Domineering Fist!"

"Earth Evil Ninth Form: Sky-piercing Fist!"

"Earth Evil Thirteenth Form: Spirit Rhinoceros Fist!"

After enduring four strikes from the Earth Evil Martial Arts, Orochi could take no more. It howled and opened its eyes. The moment it did, it was met by Qin Fan’s Eyes of Golden Flame.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Another head turned to char, and the snake’s body shrank once more.

He didn’t bother with other Martial Arts techniques, relying solely on his fists. At first, it had taken four strikes from his Earth Evil forms to force its eyes open. By the end, a single Thunder Sound Fist was more than it could bear.

As the final beam from the Eyes of Golden Flame struck, Orochi let out the most pitiful and hysterical roar of its entire existence.

With its final pair of eyes burned to ash, its once-terrifying body now looked no different from an ordinary, albeit massive, python. While its size was still intimidating, compared to how it had looked at the start of the battle, it was a shadow of its former self.

The moment Orochi’s life force began to fade, the Evil Spirit Zen Staff suddenly wrenched itself free. It shot into the air, hovering excitedly above Orochi’s remains, trembling and humming. The eerie patterns engraved on its body began to emit brilliant beams of black light.

At the same time, the moment Orochi’s life force was extinguished, countless wisps of black energy escaped from its body. However, as soon as they emerged, they were instantly devoured by the glowing black patterns on the Zen Stick.