He said, "Are you talking about cannibalism? People can't be called 'things,' and people can't be eaten."
"Phew! I'll eat it, you can go to hell!"
Demons eat blood and are driven mad by bloodlust. This bull-headed demon has gone somewhat insane in his quest to eat human flesh.
Without much thought, Wu Er, who had suddenly appeared, was consumed by thoughts of blood and food. When someone tried to stop him, he swung his fist and charged forward.
Demonic energy erupted, stirring up a whirlwind.
This punch is quite powerful; it could easily shatter a mound of earth. But if it were to hit a cultivator with low cultivation... blood would inevitably splatter everywhere.
The speed of the punch was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, it was about to hit Wu Er.
“You demons eat flesh, just like people in the past who were addicted to drugs, going crazy and insane.”
Wu Er said something, then glared at the bull-headed demon.
Then.
The demonic power spread, and smoke and dust rose.
The bull-headed demon suddenly stopped moving, its huge fist halting in front of Wu Er.
The two are only one inch apart.
"Eating too much human flesh is truly like drug addiction; it really weakens the spirit. Just one glare was enough to shatter one's soul..."
Then, Wu Er reached out and gently deflected the bull-headed demon's fist.
Then there was a loud "boom".
The towering bull-headed demon collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
After that, blood kept flowing from the eyes and nose of the fallen bull-headed demon. Then, with a flash of demonic light, it transformed into a blue bull that was more than ten feet long.
It reverted to its original form; the monster is dead...
The mortals on the other side were stunned, and after a moment, they all knelt down one after another.
"I kneel in gratitude to the immortal!"
"A celestial being has appeared!"
"Thank you, immortal, for saving me from the demon's clutches!"
Wu Er looked at the group of kneeling mortals, and leaned forward involuntarily, wanting to tell them to get up and stop kneeling.
But after thinking about it, I decided against it.
Wu Er saved many such mortals, and each time they would kneel and worship him.
I always try to wake them up, but no one ever does.
I imagine this time will be the same.
Perhaps this is what mortals are like: weak, pitiful, and somewhat ignorant.
Shaking his head slightly, Wu Er looked away, towards the place where the demonic energy was most concentrated.
If it's about exorcising the demon, then let's do it as soon as possible.
After all, there's the grand competition at Pengshan Gate tomorrow.
Wu Er certainly didn't want to miss out on such an interesting event.
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