The deep mountains and vast marshes, engulfed in an upheaval of demonic energy.
In the sky, ominous clouds gathered, echoing the discord of the forest. Amidst this hovering fog, a gigantic figure slowly emerged, exuding an aura of terror.
"Master, that is..." Husky peered around anxiously, his teeth bared as if facing a formidable foe.
Even from a significant distance, the Great Dog Demon still felt a powerful sense of unease and danger.
There lingered a wave of life and death tribulation.
"De... Demon..." Hong Ming muttered, filled with fear.
His legs grew weak, barely able to support him standing.
After all, he was merely a mundane individual without knowledge of the Taoist cultivation techniques or divine skills. That fateful day within the broken temple in the Eastern Suburbs, a little fox nearly ended his life. How then, could he possibly face this monstrous demon beast?
"You stay here. I'll go take a look," said Zhou Dao, sensing that this was no ordinary demon beast.