This is true for humans, and animals are no exception. Zhang San, who once minored in psychology, knew very well that when the yellow-skinned demon opposite him first behaved inappropriately, he knew that the other party must have a past in his heart that he didn't want anyone to touch.
And judging from the stress reaction and resistance to smiling, this past was definitely related to the ridicule of others, and perhaps there was also some blood feud that could never be resolved.
Faced with such an existence, even if they are just nodding acquaintances, Zhang San, who knows the deeper meaning, will deliberately avoid related topics.
However, for a being like the Yellow-skinned Demon, knowing full well that there is a blood feud between them, if Zhang San does not forcibly tear open the scabbed wound, then can he still live up to his name?
Everything was just as Zhang San thought. To others, it was just a casual remark, but when it reached the ears of Huangpizi, it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
"I'll kill you!"
Due to the incompleteness of the enthronement ceremony, it was impossible for the yellow-skinned demon to turn into a toothpick because of Zhang San's words, but the humiliation was enough to arouse its ferocity.
Because of the regulatory nature of hormones, anger can indeed cause people to burst out with strength beyond their normal levels, and even weaken their own sense of pain.
But also because of anger, it can make people unconsciously ignore some details.
It was indeed Zhang San who had misjudged before. Being able to cultivate to this level, the yellow-skinned demon was certainly no weakling. The reason why it gathered the fog before was not only for the necessary deception, but more importantly, it used it as its weapon.
Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques - Fog Spreading! When Zhang San realized that his perception was blocked by the fog in front of him, he instantly thought of this special technique.
He had suffered this loss before on Cuifeng Mountain when his cultivation was not good enough. If it weren't for Xie Lingyun's Great Aspiration Sword that cleared the way, the whole group would have been in danger. But now...
With just a slight pause of his toes, the space within a radius of 500 meters was clearly reflected in Zhang San's mind.
The fog that filled the surroundings, Gao Dan who was full of interest, and the yellow-skinned demon whose eyes were bloodshot and almost ready to devour someone...
There was no sound as his feet stepped on the grass; his sharp claws popped out of his palms without revealing any murderous intent.
It was familiar with the characteristics of the fog spell, so it performed the above actions with ease. However, just when it stretched out its sharp claws and was about to grab Zhang San's eyeball.
The clarity in Zhang San's eyes made it feel frightened.
Following the instinct of a wild beast, the moment it felt that the situation was hopeless, the yellow-skinned monster retracted its body and prepared to change its tactics. However, although its movements were fast, Zhang San's movements were more ghostly than its own.
Before the other party could curl up his body, an inexplicable gravitational force directly pulled the yellow-skinned demon over as the innate Qi surged.
The movement of the body, the raising amplitude of the left hand, everything seemed to have been precisely calculated, it was so smooth and natural.
But the shrill scream that followed was undoubtedly the biggest failure at the moment.
"Ah!! My hand~"
Just like throwing away a stink bug, Zhang San crushed the yellow-skinned monster's palm with his innate Qi and then threw it to the ground.
In his impression, unless the innate race is extremely compatible and one can use one's innate talent to make up for the defects in magic, otherwise, ordinary monsters will never be able to master such pure magic.
Just when Zhang San was preparing to torture him to extract a confession, the yellow-skinned demon, who had been curled up on the ground in pain, gave him a different surprise.
It seemed that the Yellow-skinned Demon knew that his method of spreading fog could not be hidden from Zhang San. Seeing his murderous intent, the moment the Yellow-skinned Demon landed, the originally floating fog instantly condensed into a python-like giant beast.
The opponent first crouched down to protect the yellow-skinned monster, while at the same time pointing its head, which was as big as a house, at Zhang San. Looking at the bloodshot in the opponent's eyes, in terms of pressure alone, the monster in front of him was far superior to the yellow-skinned monster.
Seeing the surprise in Zhang San's eyes, the yellow-skinned demon endured the pain in his hand and returned to his calm demeanor at the beginning.
If Zhang San had not witnessed the whole process, he would never have associated its figure with its previous embarrassment.
It is not uncommon for people in the underworld to have a backup plan. However, before the yellow-skinned man could think carefully about the reason, when he was activating his innate qi and preparing to drive the fog monster to attack, an inexplicable feeling of obscurity broke into his consciousness.
Looking at the mockery in Zhang San's eyes and the blue talismans scattered under his feet, he is, after all, an old hand in the world. How could the yellow-skinned demon not know that he was being tricked?
"The meridian-sealing talisman is specifically designed to lock the acupuncture points and meridians. You don't have to waste your energy. I made this talisman specifically according to the amount of energy in your acupuncture points. Even if this fog monster is very powerful, without your innate energy to support it, what use will it have?"
To break through people's defenses, one must proceed step by step. As Zhang San, who graduated from a professional school, naturally knows this well.
"Tell me, what gave you the power to be an immortal? Who taught you the art of spreading fog and this strange technique?"
From the beginning to the end, Zhang San's attention was not on the life of the yellow-skinned demon, but he was still very interested in getting to know the person behind it.
Without the proof of the imperial seal, teaching magic to the demon tribe without reason will be regarded as treason.
Obviously, the twists and turns here are what Zhang San finds interesting. However, what surprised him was that after hearing his explanation, the yellow-skinned demon not only did not stop trying, but continued to shout.
"Go ahead, tear him into pieces!"
There was no fluctuation of the innate Qi, nor any energy conduction connection, but even in this incredible situation, the giant snake made of mist actually moved.
If he had not known in advance that the yellow-skinned demon was just a second-grade monster that was not worthy of being shown on the stage, Zhang San would have even suspected that it was a serious natural disaster-level ghost based on the resonance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
After all, even Zhang San himself only gradually mastered this method after successfully being promoted to a natural disaster.
However, although he was surprised, Zhang San did not show the slightest fear when looking at the snake head that was sweeping across the enemy. For him, who was proficient in large-scale destructive techniques, Zhang San himself was the nemesis of large-scale ghost plagues.
However, this time, before he could condense a talisman in the air, after seeing such a strange technique, Gao Dan, who had been idle on the sidelines for a long time, finally couldn't help but take action.
[Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques - Borrowing the Wind! ]
"Since it is made of fog, why not just dispel it? Why go to so much trouble?"
Watching the fog monster disappear into thin air after the wind dispersed the fog, Zhang San had a more intuitive understanding of Gao Dan's experience.
At the very least, this ability to restrain one's magic in the face of danger is very worthy of learning for Zhang San. After all, before this, Zhang San had never thought of using this indirect method to break the magic.