The moment the golden monster’s body burst apart, He Yiming and Mou Zilong knew something was wrong.

Without a second thought, they retreated with all their might, and the Divine Puppet followed suit. The reactions of humans, especially powerful humans at the pinnacle of the Divine Path realm, were certainly not comparable to those of these monsters.

Only after He Yiming and the others had withdrawn from the danger zone did the Death Creatures begin to flee. It was a pity that the final result was total annihilation; not a single monster was left alive.

As He Yiming gathered his divine power, their hiding place was completely exposed. Thus, He Yiming could clearly see the incomparably shocked expression in Mou Zilong’s eyes beside him.

“Brother Mou, is there something wrong with this Thunderbolt Spear?” He Yiming asked doubtfully.

The might of the Thunderbolt Spear was already beyond his imagination. Being able to eliminate a nest of monsters with a single thrust should certainly suffice.

Mou Zilong patted his forehead. His particularly large eyes closed for a moment, then slowly opened, as if to commit the entire scene to memory, casting a forceful glance over the channel littered with wreckage.

“Brother He, your Mutated Thunderbolt Spear is too powerful; in terms of destructive force, it far surpasses the Thunderbolt Spear in this old man’s hand,” Mou Zilong stated solemnly.

Only then did He Yiming realize that Mou Zilong was not questioning the spear’s efficacy but was utterly stunned by its sheer power.

“Younger brother, you are unaware, while the standard Thunderbolt Spear can eliminate one golden monster per thrust, at best, it completely purifies a single golden monster from head to tail, leaving not even the mouthpart behind. However, your Mutated Thunderbolt Spear not only causes one golden monster to detonate, but its flesh and blood also contain immense power, capable of simultaneously slaying the surrounding golden monsters.” He paused, his tone suddenly becoming urgent: “Brother He, if you could forge a large number of these Mutated Thunderbolt Spears, dealing with the Death Creatures that appear once every hundred years would become much easier.”

He Yiming was slightly startled and glanced over with a look of confusion.

Mou Zilong spoke with gravity: “Brother He, you do not know that every time the centennial monsters arrive, these golden Death Creatures come in swarms, their numbers filling the entire sky. Even using telekinesis to dispatch them piece by piece with the Thunderbolt Spears, it would be difficult to eliminate them all. If everyone possessed such a formidable Mutated Thunderbolt Spear, dealing with them would certainly be much simpler.”

He Yiming’s expression shifted slightly. “If so many golden monsters appear at once, how are we to cope?”

Each of these golden monsters possessed extremely strong individual power; four of them together could make Mou Zilong flee without a fight. If there were thousands upon thousands of them, who in this world could resist?

Mou Zilong chuckled grimly. “Don’t worry, within our Divine Path, there are still beings in the Pseudo-God Realm. When all the Divine Paths of the Pseudo-God Realm join their Pseudo-God Domains together, no matter how many golden monsters there are, they won’t manage to invade. Then, we can eliminate them one by one, and see whether their numbers are greater, or the number of Thunderbolt Spears we have prepared.”

He Yiming nodded as if he understood, yet without witnessing such a scene firsthand, he couldn't truly imagine the ensuing carnage.

Suddenly, Mou Zilong let out a soft exclamation. His figure shot forward swiftly, and with a gentle kick, he flicked a monster away. Beneath this creature, there lay a golden mouthpart.

His eyes shone with mixed surprise and delight. He paused his movement and instantly arrived beside the first monster he had struck. Sure enough, in the next moment, amidst a patch of green viscera, he found a perfectly intact golden mouthpart.

“Impossible, impossible…” Mou Zilong muttered in disbelief. “How could this thing possibly remain intact?”

He Yiming suddenly remembered. He had once mentioned that any golden monster pierced by a Thunderbolt Spear would be purified by the power of Light until nothing remained, and their mouthparts would also disappear simultaneously.

But the Mutated Thunderbolt Spear wielded by He Yiming was clearly different; not only was its power immense, but it had also preserved the mouthparts of two golden monsters.

Vaguely, He Yiming suspected that his ability to achieve this was somehow linked to the power of the Unification of Light and Dark.

Within these golden mouthparts, both the power of Light and the power of Darkness resided. Perhaps this was the reason for this mutation.

When Mou Zilong looked up again, his gaze towards He Yiming intensified.

“Brother He, if your Mutated Thunderbolt Spear possesses such capability, then that is truly excellent,” he said heavily. “To fight to sustain the fight, trading one for two or even more, we can absolutely gather a large number of golden mouthparts.”

He Yiming let out a dry laugh, but his heart was equally excited.

If one Thunderbolt Spear thrust only purified one golden monster without yielding any profit, they naturally wouldn't be willing to use it. But if one Thunderbolt Spear could kill a monster and simultaneously yield two or even more intact golden mouthparts, why should they hesitate any longer?

“Brother He, forge these few mouthparts you have, and then we can go gather more materials.” Mou Zilong handed over about a hundred golden mouthparts, his eyes gleaming with undisguised, overwhelming joy.

He Yiming immediately knew that these mouthparts must have been collected from the golden monsters Mou Zilong had slain during this period.

Nodding slightly, he waved his hand, and a flash of five-colored light enveloped the items, drawing them into his Five Elements World. Simultaneously, a surge of five-colored light emanated from around He Yiming.

Mou Zilong inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't used his recent gains to forge ordinary Thunderbolt Spears; otherwise, he would have suffered a huge loss.

After all, having witnessed the power of He Yiming’s Mutated Thunderbolt Spear, anyone would make the wisest choice.

He Yiming’s will wrapped around these mouthparts and guided them into the Nine Dragon Furnace. He transmitted his intent, and another great fire dragon poked its head out of the sea of flames, opening its incomparably huge maw to exhale a massive fireball. This fireball suddenly exploded high in the air, scattering into hundreds of tiny sparks of light, each one landing delicately on the tail end of a mouthpart.

In mere moments, all the mouthparts were forged.

Then, the fire dragon’s head slowly retracted. If not for the fact that all the mouthparts had been finished, He Yiming would have almost thought the fire dragon hadn't even acted.

With a shift of thought, he retrieved everything. He Yiming looked at the golden Thunderbolt Spears in his hand, a strange feeling of being both amused and exasperated washing over him.

It turned out that with the Nine Dragon Furnace, forging items was this effortless. No wonder that Divine Path book held such high regard for this supreme artifact of the Fire element.

His consciousness returned to his main body, and he took out all one hundred-plus Thunderbolt Spears at once. Using the five-colored light, he suspended them before him and then infused them with the power of the Unification of Light and Dark.

The power of the Unification of Light and Dark was completely different from pure light energy; it was in no way rejected or repelled by the golden mouthparts. Instead, it cooperated with this existing power, allowing the infusion to complete easily and quickly.

Because the time spent on exploration was eliminated this time, the entire process took He Yiming slightly less time than the previous attempt.

As the five-colored light gradually faded, Mou Zilong was momentarily stunned before breaking into a smile. “Brother He, your technique is becoming more and more proficient.” He paused. “You forge very quickly; you might as well make a few more. There aren't any people or monsters appearing here temporarily anyway. If someone truly shows up, I will alert you.”

He Yiming rubbed his nose and chuckled wryly. “Thank you for your kindness, Brother Mou, but I have already finished forging.”

Mou Zilong was slightly taken aback. “Finished… you, you finished all of them?”

His voice involuntarily rose several pitches; the statement He Yiming just made had a profoundly powerful impact on him.

He Yiming chuckled, nodding slightly. “Your little brother has indeed finished forging.”

He waved his hand, and the over one hundred finished Mutated Thunderbolt Spears suspended themselves in the air, piling up before Mou Zilong.

This veteran powerhouse of the Divine Path immediately had his eyes light up, an expression of inexpressible joy flowing through them.

After a long moment, he let out a deep sigh, truly and utterly convinced by He Yiming. Such a prodigious talent was absolutely unparalleled in the world.

He divided the hundred-plus mouthparts in half. “Brother He, these are your reward; please accept them.”

He Yiming gently shook his head, pushing the majority of the Mutated Thunderbolt Spears back, keeping only about ten.

Mou Zilong’s expression changed slightly. “Brother He, do you look down upon this old brother?”

He Yiming raised his eyebrows lightly. “Brother Mou, do you perhaps think my abilities are insufficient to quickly gather enough golden mouthparts?”

Mou Zilong paused, then gave an awkward laugh and gathered the items. If even He Yiming couldn't quickly gather them, then no one in this world could accomplish such a feat.

He Yiming took out the Pupils of Light and Dark, and a strange wave of power enveloped them.

However, what gave him a headache was that although there were quite a few golden monsters, searching for them aimlessly would likely consume a frustratingly long amount of time.

“Brother He, as far as this old man knows, there should be quite a few golden monsters here. Have you not sensed a single one?”

He Yiming transmitted his thoughts with a wry smile. “Brother Mou, the channels here are dense, countless in number. I am not a true Immortal, how could I possibly detect them all?”

Mou Zilong was silent for a long time, finally sighing faintly. “Younger Brother He, don’t tell me you haven’t used the searching ability of the Pupils of Light and Dark yet?”

He Yiming was slightly stunned, then slapped his forehead hard. If Mou Zilong hadn't reminded him, he truly would have forgotten about that ability.

“Ahem… I forgot!”

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