But when Ghostface turned around, the handsome young man's fair and slender fingers almost touched the tip of his tail and grabbed him!

The demon's mane bristled with fear.

Good heavens!

Is this thing really that strong?!

I'm afraid I've gone too far today and am going to get myself killed here!

Almost instinctively, Ghost Face pierced through the void seven or eight more times, getting infinitely close to the edge of the Monster Forest.

But the handsome young man clung to the ghost-faced man like a leech, and several times he even plucked a tuft of his tail hair.

Ghost Face felt a chill on the tip of its tail, probably because the handsome young man had almost pulled its tail bald.

He was on the verge of tears, running while incessantly cursing: "Are you sick? Are you some kind of accessory?! How could a dignified Demon Lord of the Demon Realm have such a bizarre hobby!"

"Here's my tail hair. Hurry home and make a calligraphy brush, or I'll fart if you pull it again!"

The handsome young man was unaware of his true identity as the ghost masked man, and as a result, the ghost masked man called out his name and started cursing at him, which made him furious.

I feel like my dignity has been dealt an unprecedented blow!

If this dog can't be captured alive, then kill him directly. Otherwise, how can he, a dignified Demon Lord, maintain his dignity?!

Sensing the sudden, intense killing intent behind him, Ghost Face knew he had really messed with the Queen Bee this time, and things were about to go wrong!

"Ouch, damn it!"

"Pfft—!"

In a moment of panic, the ghost-faced man convulsed in fright, his intestines spasmed, and a large amount of foul air rushed out of his anus.

The moment the back door fell, Ghost Face unleashed his strongest talent skill, instantly vanishing from the spot.

Caught off guard, the handsome young man was sprayed in the head and face with a gust of foul air from the ghost mask, and his mind went blank!

Even as he crashed heavily into the dust, he couldn't believe it—he, the mighty Demon Lord, had actually…

I actually got farted by a dog!

Holy crap! There are actually people in this world so despicable as to attack others with their farts!

Song Huilan, transformed into a little fox: "..."

I've never felt so conflicted before.

She should continue trying to transform into human form; it would be better if she just fainted for now.

So the little fox tilted her head and fell asleep again—or, let the Lord think she was knocked unconscious by a fart.

The handsome young man came to his senses and, seeing the little fox who had fallen into a deep sleep in his arms, felt inexplicably relieved.

But he was so angry that he almost ground his teeth to powder. Both the demon shell and his true form roared, "You damned dog, you'd better hide in the void forever and never come out, or I will make you wish you were dead!"

Ghost Face teleported back to the main peak of the Pill Sect, Divine Cauldron Peak.

But he wasn't faring any better. After unleashing his strongest attack, he was already extremely weak. The handsome young man's fatal blow still had a fraction of its force on his back, tearing his skin and breaking most of his bones.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

The ghost-faced creature crashed into the main hall of Shending Peak, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. It looked listless and extremely miserable.

Ji Fengyao and the four elders were discussing matters inside the house when they heard the commotion outside and rushed out.

Seeing the gruesome sight of Ghost Face, who was almost dead, Ji Fengyao and Xi Que's hearts skipped a beat, and they rushed forward to check on him:

"Ghost Face, what happened to you?" Xi Que asked anxiously while Ji Fengyao was checking Ghost Face's injuries.

"What kind of look is that? I'm not going to die!" Ghost Face couldn't stand the magpie's panicked appearance, as if he were already on his deathbed, and struggled weakly to defend himself.