When William Grant was struck down by the giant tree branch, Benjamin Lee wailed, “Ah! Looks like even Senior Brother Grant can’t catch up with that monster! Our mission is going to fail.”

Liam Carter could only sigh inwardly, his expression calm as he said, “If Senior Brother Grant can’t do it, I’ll have to give it a try.”

“Hm?” Benjamin Lee beside him tilted his head at these words, vaguely feeling that something sounded a bit odd.

Then he saw Liam Carter draw out a talisman.

That’s right—if William Grant had been able to catch up to the human-faced demon, he wouldn’t have wanted to use the only talisman he’d gotten from the White Tower.

Spirit Cat Leaping Talisman!

It was said to greatly enhance agility.

Liam Carter pinched the talisman between two fingers of his left hand and raised it into the air. A burst of flame appeared out of nowhere, burning the talisman to ashes with a loud bang.

Bang.

The moment the talisman was activated, Liam Carter instantly felt a cat spirit’s will awaken within him, and then his body began to walk in a straight line on its own.

With just a little effort, he leapt several zhang in a single bound, landing lightly and effortlessly.

This Spirit Cat Leaping Talisman was truly impressive!

The effect was unexpectedly good.

If the White Tower had after-sales service, he’d definitely give this talisman a five-star review.

After quickly adapting to this power, he began to use his full speed to chase after the human-faced demon. From above, one could see a black shadow and a white shadow both moving at jaw-dropping speed, the distance between them closing rapidly.

Gradually, as he drew up behind the human-faced demon, Liam Carter even felt a rush of excitement. He could sense that the cat spirit within him was thrilled by the pleasure of the hunt.

Fortunately, the talisman’s effect would only last a quarter of an hour—if it lasted longer, who knows what negative effects he might suffer.

But.

The moment the human-faced demon turned and saw him, terror appearing on its huge face… Liam Carter couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement, and almost instinctively licked his palm.

He would never know just how much psychological damage that light lick caused to the young human-faced demon.

The demon had already realized that this person was seriously abnormal, and turned its head, wishing it could grow another pair of legs as it leapt forward.

But could it escape?

Very unlikely.

Liam Carter suppressed his urge to keep toying with it, dashed forward, drew his sword, and unleashed a three-foot blade of sword energy!

The human-faced demon seemed to sense the danger, and immediately its body flickered, turning transparent to dodge the close-range strike!

This creature was extremely agile, but its combat power wasn’t actually that strong. Its only innate ability was this instant of intangibility—just now, it had used this very trick to slip out of William Grant’s sword energy prison.

Unfortunately.

This intangibility only lasted for a brief moment.

Against an enemy who could keep up with its speed, it didn’t mean much.

As its body solidified again, Liam Carter’s left hand was already raised, and a streak of red light shot from his sleeve.

Demon-Binding Rope!

The distance was too close—there was no way to dodge.

And since the demon had a humanoid body, the binding was completed in an instant.

In that moment, it felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping through its mind, and a voice was shouting…

Damn!

I knew this guy was a pervert!

I was right!

Living in the demon-infested Southern Frontier Mountains, every demon was always prepared to die at any moment.

But…

It could accept death, but it was hard to accept dying in such a humiliating way.

But that’s life—there are many things you can’t accept, but they still happen. Like autumn winds withering a hundred flowers, or the great river flowing east, the departed gone forever, and the vast heavens indifferent to your cries.

Before the curtain fell, all it could see was sword light.

Control, then execution.

Slash.

……

Watching Liam Carter return to the group holding the human-faced demon’s jade flower, the rest of the team were momentarily in disbelief.

No one could have imagined that, just as the mission was about to fail, it would be him who stepped up and turned the tide!

William Grant frowned and asked, “Junior Brother Carter… how did you do it?”

Emily Thompson asked in delight, “Senior Brother Carter, you’re actually this amazing? Why didn’t you say so before?”

Benjamin Lee asked admiringly, “Brother Carter, your technique is so professional—hiss… could you teach me?”

Emily Thompson looked at him in confusion. “Hm? What technique?”

The young girl still hadn’t noticed what was odd about the Demon-Binding Rope.

“Oh, movement technique, movement technique!” Benjamin Lee quickly corrected himself.

“It’s nothing…” Liam Carter smiled faintly. “I just used a rather powerful talisman. Now that it’s used up, I feel quite heartbroken.”

“I see.” The others suddenly understood.

That was what they’d guessed as well. With Liam Carter’s early Divine Intent cultivation, it was unlikely he’d have such movement skills. If he’d had such abilities all along, there’d have been no reason to hide them earlier.

Most likely, he’d used some trump card pill or talisman.

As for the origin of the talisman, no one asked further.

In the world of cultivation, it was taboo to ask about others’ magic tools, talismans, pills, or divine abilities…

The reason was simple: cultivation level was visible, and unless the gap was huge, it was hard to hide. But these things could be concealed, and at a critical moment, could make up for a difference in cultivation.