"Dante is dead?"
The crowd listened to the screams coming from ahead and looked at Dante, who lay motionless on the ground, finding it hard to believe.
They had not expected that Dante, being in the Pseudo Divine Realm, would be knocked down by Mu Jinyu after just one encounter.
This caught them off guard as they confronted Jian Ruyan.
"Amitabha, all is well..."
Seeing this, Sheng Rulai pressed his palms together, closed his eyes, and started chanting, apparently performing rites for Dante's passage to the afterlife.
"Eh, why is this guy's blood black?"
At this moment, Mu Jinyu's voice rang out, somewhat surprised.
"Hm?"
Hearing Mu Jinyu's comment, Li Yaotong's expression changed dramatically, and he hurriedly shouted, "Danger, get away!"
"Boom!!"
However, his warning was a bit late.
Suddenly, Dante's corpse, with its exploded head oozing dark blood and purple brain matter, opened its tightly shut eyes, emitting a sinister red glow flickering unstably.
"Roar!!"
Dante suddenly let out a roar like that of a wild beast or an evil ghost, his body drastically transforming. His already thick and abundant hair due to his Werewolf Bloodline became even longer and denser, sweeping towards Mu Jinyu like tendrils!
"Wow, what the heck?!"
Mu Jinyu, taken aback by this bizarre transformation, jumped back in surprise, then hastily retreated.
However, those dense, vine-like black strands of hair continuously extended, quickly reaching two to three meters in length—taller than Dante himself—terrifyingly.
As Mu Jinyu continued to retreat, the sinister, glistening strands of hair kept assaulting him.
Seeing the demonic hair about to touch his body, Mu Jinyu dared not let it come any closer, and without hesitation, he quickly formed a spell with his left hand and then swung his right hand down fiercely.
"Boom!"
Instantly, a three-meter-long sword made of flames collided with those stretching, entangling demonic strands of hair.
"Sizzle, sizzle!"
The flames cast by Mu Jinyu were no ordinary flames but Taoist True Fire, which naturally had formidable power. It immediately began burning the hair upon contact and continued burning back towards the not yet fallen demonized Dante!
"Boom!!"
As the flames scorched Dante's body, a huge blast of fire streaked upwards, with flames soaring into the sky. Sheng Rulai and others standing a hundred meters away felt an intense heat that made their skin feel hot.
The air began to fill with a burnt, offensive odor, making it unpleasant and nauseating.
Mu Jinyu was unsure if his Taoist True Fire could kill the demonized corpse, but seeing the over two-meter high flaming figure shaking but not falling, he sensed the situation might not be so simple to resolve.
Thus, he did not hesitate, turning around and running towards the group.
Mu Jinyu was not one to play the hero—back in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains when he encountered that Great Python, he would not have fought desperately had there not been anyone else capable around.
And now, with some of the strongest people of their time around him, and facing what seemed to be demonic beings, he certainly wouldn't foolishly tackle the situation alone.
"Roar!"
As Mu Jinyu ran towards the group, the demon behind him suddenly let out another roar, and the flames engulfing it abruptly extinguished.
Jian Ruyan and the others saw that after the flames extinguished, there appeared a nearly three-meter-tall, tremendously burly creature covered in sinister black hair.
The hair shimmered with a dark luster, indicating that the recent flames might not have caused any substantial damage, or perhaps any damage had been obscured by the hair, making it impossible to see whether the skin underneath was scorched or decomposed.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
Mu Jinyu stood beside Jian Ruyan, keeping a certain distance from the others, then asked somewhat angrily.
He didn't believe that Dante, whose head had been blown up by him, could still be alive and even more fierce than before.
That guy was definitely dead just now, but something unpredictable had happened after his death.
"This is a Demon. Dante has been planted with a Demon Seed by the disaster, which is why he turned into this after dying."
Li Yaotong spoke with an ugly expression, not only answering Mu Jinyu's question but also explaining to everyone to raise their alertness!
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!"
While they were talking, the demonized Dante launched another attack, his eerie hair once again swept toward everyone.
This time, the attack targeted not only Mu Jinyu but everyone present.
"Amitabha."
As a monk who had attained enlightenment, Sheng Rulai naturally would not allow such a demon to wreak havoc among humans. He chanted a Buddhist mantra and the Buddha's Light behind his head shone brightly, with nine colors turning ceaselessly.
Then, he stepped forward and lifted his Zen Staff, striking it hard on the hair, then moved continuously, wrapping the hair with the staff as though using chopsticks to roll noodles, intercepting all the evil hair attacking the crowd.
"Thud!"
Sheng Rulai moved quickly, instantly appearing in front of the demon. With the hair wrapped around, he swung the staff and directly tapped on the demon's forehead.
Instantly, a "Swastika" rune appeared on top of the demon's head, flickering uncertainly, exuding an aura of sanctity, purity, dignity, and compassion.
In an instant, the numerous evil hairs that were still wriggling and preparing to attack Sheng Rulai again all fell straight to the ground.
"Is it resolved?"
Mu Jinyu couldn't help but ask in amazement as he watched the scene.
He thought to himself that the Victorious Buddha, with his Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere, was truly powerful. He easily subdued the demon that even he found troublesome and hard to handle.
"Amitabha!"
Sheng Rulai might have been thinking the same, as after the "Swastika" rune stabilized the demon, he softly chanted a mantra and was about to retract his staff.
"It's not over yet, don't let down your guard!"
At that moment, Li Yaotong's urgent voice rang out again.
However, his reminder was slightly too late.
As soon as Sheng Rulai retracted his staff, the hairs, which had just been as still as a dead person's, revived once more, wrapping around Sheng Rulai like lightning!
"What?" Mu Jinyu and the others changed their expressions upon hearing this.
If even a high monk from the Buddhist Sect couldn't resolve this demon, what were they supposed to do?
And hearing Li Yaotong's earlier explanation, this was just a Demon Seed created by the disaster, not a purebred demon. If a real demon appeared, would they have no choice but to wait to die?
"Thud!"
Sheng Rulai's expression also changed, then he quickly recited a few scriptures, and a golden Buddha's Light flickered on his body, protecting him from the hair attack.
Then, he hurriedly swung his staff again, tapping it on the demon's head, making the "Swastika" glow once more.
Finally, he restrained the unruly demon again.
But the expressions of Mu Jinyu and the others were still quite grim.
After all, the current demon was just a Demon Seed, a Demon Slave, not a true purebred demon. It took someone of Buddha Level like Sheng Rulai to restrain it. If they were to face a real demon, how could they possibly survive?