Enmity

Finally, while slashing around an opportunity appeared in front of Lin Mu's eyes and he used flicker to pass through the beast, making it a bit disoriented. The short sword returned to his hand, and he poured spirit qi into it, and not just any spirit qi but rather the liquid spirit qi.

This was the first time he had used the liquid spirit qi drops to amplify his short sword, and the effect was quite obvious. The short sword hummed with power, and a grey glow covered its edges. 

"HAA!" Lin Mu shouted as he stabbed the Short sword towards the beast.

Lin Mu knew that while a slash may be blocked by the metallic sheen of the beast's skin, a stab might not be. 

~Thuck~

~Splatter~

And just as he had expected, the short sword pierced through the neck of the beast rather effortlessly. But Lin Mu had underestimated the vitality of the beast, as it was still not dead, and while it cried in pain, it was still resisting him.