My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

A gentle breeze rustled through the grass, bringing with it the earthy scent unique to the forest.

Si Zi held the injured ice crystal butterfly in her hands.

She tilted her delicate, porcelain-like face up, her eyes filled with innocent, unsuspecting questions.

The sheep demon standing in front of her still maintained its posture with its blood-red maw wide open.

The foul-smelling saliva stretched out in long, thin threads, hanging in mid-air.

But its body is like a stone sculpture that has been weathered for thousands of years, unable to even tremble the slightest muscle.

"Grandpa Sheep?"

When Si Zi saw that the other party didn't speak, but just stared wide-eyed at what was behind him with his cloudy eyes, he realized that the other party was not speaking.

The little girl tilted her head.

Following the horrified gaze of the sheep demon, he turned his head in confusion.

Just as the rhinoceros turned its head...

"Whoosh!"

Just moments ago, a terrifying phantom had blotted out the sky and exuded an ancient, ferocious aura.

Like the receding tide, it vanished without a trace.

That violent demonic power, powerful enough to seal the laws of heaven and earth, was completely contained within a fraction of a second.

When the rhinoceros's gaze fell on the grass.

What she saw was an extremely warm and peaceful scene.

The miniature panda is rolling around on its back, hugging a piece of purple bamboo, looking adorable.

The tiger cub and the lion cub are chasing each other's tails, making soft, babyish whimpering noises.

The three owls tucked their heads into their wings, pretending to be asleep.

What terrifying beast?

What kind of overwhelming demonic aura is this?

does not exist at all!

"what?"

Sizi scratched the little ball on her head, looking even more puzzled.

There's clearly nothing scary behind him, so what is Grandpa Sheep looking at?

The little girl turned around, wanting to get closer to ask the strange sheep demon a question.

Just then.

"Meow—"

Fatty Four's round body, like an orange ball of flesh, sprang straight out of the bushes.

It cleverly positioned itself between the rhinoceros and the sheep demon.

Its chubby paws gestured in mid-air, and it made a special sound that only a rhinoceros could understand.

"Fourth brother, what did you say?"

Sizi blinked and listened attentively to Fatty Si's "translation".

"You said that these monsters with ram's horns have a very strange ailment?"

"Does getting excited cause you to suddenly freeze up and turn into a wooden doll?"

Sizi opened her small mouth in surprise.

Fatty nodded repeatedly, while the short-legged boy pointed at the stiff sheep demon.

The meowing indicated that it should not be disturbed now, and that it should be moved to a quiet place nearby.

To increase persuasiveness.

Surrounding them were miniature pandas, tiger cubs, shadow leopards, and other members of the Holy Fire Meow Cult.

They all stopped what they were doing.

They nodded frantically, like pounding garlic, to show that the boss was right and they could all testify to it!

Look at how perfectly aligned these furry little friends are.

Si Zi believed it without a doubt.

"Oh, I see. Poor Grandpa Sheep, he has such a strange disease."

The little girl sighed sympathetically.

Seeing this, Fatty seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

Its chubby paws reached into its spatial pouch.

He pulled out a string of limited-edition candied hawthorn berries, each about half a foot long, coated with glistening sugar syrup.

It was held high in front of the rhinoceros.

Under the sunlight, the string of candied hawthorns exuded an enticing sweet aroma.

Wow! It's Zhang Ji's limited edition!

Sizi's attention was instantly drawn to the string of bright red candied hawthorns.

What a dazed sheep demon, what a strange disease.

At this moment, all of that was forgotten by the little foodie.

"Then Grandpa Sheep will be in your care!"

Sizi happily took the candied hawthorn and licked it with relish.

I turned around and continued to admire the ice crystal butterfly in my hand.

Seeing that the cult leader's attention had been successfully diverted.

Fatty Si and the group of monsters all breathed a long sigh of relief.

next second.

They turned their heads and looked at the sheep demon that was still frozen in place.

The once childlike voice and eyes instantly turned icy and cruel.

Fatty Four waved his paw.

The Shadow Leopard understood immediately, transforming into a blur as it seized the goat demon by the scruff of its neck.

Like dragging a tattered rag, it was silently pulled to the back of a low hill several hundred feet away.

The tiger cub and the owl stayed behind, protecting the rhinoceros closely.

Behind the low hill.

In a dark corner.

"Bang!"

The sheep demon was thrown heavily to the ground.

Its body, which had been sealed by terrifying demonic power, finally managed to regain a sliver of consciousness.

It was panting heavily, its entire body soaked in cold sweat.

He was just about to beg for mercy.

The scene before it plunged it into endless despair once again.

"roar--!"

Accompanied by a low, cracking sound of bones popping.

The "cute pets" around them instantly grew taller in the wind.

A ferocious giant panda, its body as large as a small mountain.

A shadowy leopard shrouded in dark, ghostly energy.

And that enormous orange cat that exudes terrifying faith power.

A group of top-tier demons from the Tang Dynasty, having reverted to their true forms, surrounded the poor sheep demon.

The ferocious giant panda stood upright, resembling a black and white iron tower.

It looked down at the sheep demon on the ground from its high position.

Slowly, a thick bear paw extends.

The panda first pointed at the sheep demon.

Then he turned around and pointed to Sizi, who was eating candied hawthorns in the distance.

Then it turned its head.

He raised a claw towards the sheep demon and shook it from side to side twice.

The meaning is clear: You are not good enough.

Then.

The panda pointed to its broad chest with its thumb.

The two enormous bear paws slammed together in front of its chest, forming a pair of iron fists as big as millstones.

His eyes, rimmed with dark circles, stared viciously at the sheep demon, revealing a cruel, sinister smile.

The meaning was even clearer: If you dare to mess with our leader, you're dead.

The sheep demon was so frightened that its soul almost left its body.

It frantically kowtowed on the ground, its forehead slamming against the rocks, blood streaming down its face.

"Your Majesties, spare me! This lowly demon was blind! This lowly demon will never dare to do it again!"

However, the monsters of the Tang Dynasty don't care about the compassion of monks.

Fatty snorted coldly.

With a meow, it issued the attack command.

Fight! As long as you don't make too much of a commotion, fight them to the death!

"boom!"

A brutal, one-sided beating unfolded silently behind the low hill.

The Shadow Leopard shattered the goat demon's shoulder blade with a single swipe of its claw.

The golden-haired lion stomped on it, breaking several of its ribs.

The most brutal of all was that giant panda.

It bent down and grabbed the goat demon's black-furred hind leg.

It's like swinging a big iron hammer.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He slammed it to the left, then to the right, swinging it wildly back and forth on the hard rocky ground.

Stones flew everywhere, and blood spurted wildly.

Poor sheep demon, who lords it over everything on the fringes.

Before he could even let out a scream, he was beaten until his bones were shattered, and he lay dying in a pool of blood.