How to Deal with a Large Carnivorous Demon Beast?

Facing the sword light aimed at his tail, Devil Lord Anzhi suddenly let out a strange laugh. He loosened his tail and threw Song Shuhang down from the sky.

No one knows what the demonic cultivators' thought process is like... Song Shuhang unleashed this sword strike precisely to force the Demon Lord to throw him away so he could escape.

But to his surprise, before the sword light could even strike, the Devil Lord Anzhi deliberately threw him away.

Perhaps, to the Demon Lord, since Song Shuhang is not Su Clan’s Sixteen, he has no value whatsoever? Or perhaps he has other plans?

No one knows what he's thinking.

Immediately afterwards, Devil Lord Anzhi clasped his hands together. Countless small black swords flew back and formed a rolling ball of swords directly in front of the Demon Lord.

The sword ball met the sword light from the Talisman Treasure head-on.

Boom!

The black sword ball collided with the magnificent sword light, their true essences exploding together, and the shockwaves materialized and rolled in all directions.

As Song Shuhang was falling from the sky, the blast wave propelled him like a rocket, sending him hurtling towards the ground...

At that moment, Rocket Song Shuhang had only one thought: Don't crash into anything hard!

Boom boom boom...

In the sky, after the shockwaves from the clash of swords and shadows subsided, Devil Lord Anzhi still stood proudly in the void, with a black Escape Light supporting his figure beneath his feet.

Unscathed, the master's demeanor was unmistakable at that moment!

"Woof woof!" At this moment, the Pekingese in the distance let out two long howls, and suddenly four fiery wheels appeared under its feet, just like Wind-Fire Wheels.

With the help of the Wind-Fire Wheels, the Great Pekingese Demon Hound's running speed increased by more than one level. It pounced like a hungry dog, opening its mouth to bite at Devil Lord Anzhi.

"Damn it, why is this big dog chasing me like this?" The Demon Lord's masterful demeanor vanished in less than two seconds.

He hurriedly sheathed the countless black swords that filled the sky, turning them back into smoke. He then swiftly maneuvered through the air, desperately dodging the Great Pekingese Demon Hound.

Thump!

Song Shuhang finally landed, luckily avoiding hitting the rocks. But even so, he still felt as if his internal organs were shattered, and intense pain surged up, constantly assaulting his nerves.

At this moment, he felt that his diligent training over the past few days had been absolutely worthwhile. Fortunately, his physical condition had improved to such a high level that the fall hadn't killed him...

On the other side, the uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect and two Third-Grade Cultivators were quickly dealing with their companions.

The cultivators of the Immortal Farmer Sect were relatively lucky; although so many were seriously injured and collapsed, at least none of them died.

"You big dog, you just wait. When I have a free hand, I'll definitely kill you and eat some dog meat!" In the sky, Devil Lord Anzhi roared angrily.

It seems he suffered a bit at the hands of the Pekingese.

Immediately afterwards, he swooped down like an eagle catching a chick... and snatched away the uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect!

Instead of capturing Song Shuhang, they kidnapped the older man. Then, the Demon Lord vanished into the distance...

Is the Demon Lord nearsighted and has arrested the wrong person again?

In the void, the Pekingese spat out the black substance in its mouth with a "pui," its eyes filled with contempt. "Woof woof!"

"Senior Brother Zheng De!" One of the two Third-Grade Cultivators from the Immortal Farmer Sect cried out in alarm as she watched the man being taken away. Immediately afterward, she leaped into the air and chased after the Devil Lord Anzhi.

It turns out... the quirky uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect has the Daoist name 'Zheng De'.

The remaining Third-Grade Cultivator also wanted to give chase, but seeing his fellow disciples lying injured all over the ground, he could only grit his teeth and suppress the urge to pursue them, staying behind to heal his fellow disciples.

With his assistance, the injured disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect rose one by one, sat cross-legged, and began to regulate their breathing to recover from their injuries.

With a sigh, the Third-Grade Cultivator glanced again at Song Shuhang, who lay dead in the distance.

After thinking for a moment, he went over and helped Song Shuhang up, feeding him a healing pill.

The Immortal Farmer Sect excels at cultivating various spiritual herbs and elixirs, and possesses a considerable quantity of various pills. That's why they were willing to give a stranger a healing pill.

On the other hand... this is also the spirit of the Immortal Farmer Sect. Their sect has a simple and honest style, and most of the disciples in the sect are kind-hearted. If it weren't for the fact that their sect's treasure, the 'Seven Radiant Wonderfruit,' had been stolen this time, they wouldn't be so angry.

It's also thanks to the relatively peaceful Cultivator World in recent centuries that the lineage of such a kind-hearted sect with low combat strength would have been difficult to maintain.

After Song Shuhang swallowed the pill, he could clearly feel a cool sensation flowing from his mouth into his internal organs. The intense pain in his internal organs quickly subsided after the cool sensation passed through them.

Within a few breaths, the injuries inside his body had healed!

"Thank you." Song Shuhang took a deep breath and got up from the ground.

The Third-Grade Cultivator's gaze was complex, and he finally sighed, "You're welcome."

As they spoke, the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect finished their meditation and gathered around.

The uncle named 'Zheng De' was arrested, and another female Third-Grade Cultivator chased after Zheng De. Among the 'Immortal Farmer Sect' present, the one with the highest status and strongest strength was this Third-Grade Cultivator beside Song Shuhang.

A disciple with a still-childish face asked with a distressed expression, "Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan, what do we do next?"

They failed to capture Su Household's Sixteen, but instead, their Senior Brother Zheng De was captured by that strange man, and even Zheng Yue chased after him. It was truly a double loss, a complete disaster.

Thinking of this, the still-childish disciple glared fiercely at Song Shuhang. He felt that all of this was because of Song Shuhang.

"Let's wait for Senior Brother Zheng Neng to arrive before we talk about it. Zheng De has Junior Sister Zheng Yue with him, so he can keep in touch with her at all times." Zheng Yan sighed. The 'Senior Brother Zheng Neng' he was referring to was Fourth-Grade Cultivator in the reinforcement team, and currently the strongest fighter in the Immortal Farmer Sect.

For a moment, all the members of the Immortal Farmer Sect had a look of distress on their faces.

At this moment, Song Shuhang suddenly raised his hand and asked softly, "Um... I'm sorry, but can I ask you a question?"

"Hmph." The still-childish disciple snorted coldly.

"Please speak, fellow Daoist," said Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan.

"I want to know, if a powerful demonic beast is coming towards us, how should we deal with it?" Song Shuhang's gaze swept towards the sky.

The Great Pekingese Demon Hound, having grown tired of chasing the Devil Lord Anzhi, spun around on its Wind-Fire Wheels, then, panting, turned and approached the group from the Immortal Farmer Sect.

The disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect stared blankly at the Great Pekingese Demon Hound slowly drifting down from the sky; no one could answer Song Shuhang's question.

"Does it eat meat?" someone asked softly.

"Definitely," Song Shuhang replied. "Have you ever seen a large dog that doesn't eat meat?"

"Should we run away?" someone asked another silly question.

Who can outrun this giant Pekingese? Besides, it can fly!

Are we just left to fate? Or should we just hope the Pekingese Demon Hound doesn't get hungry?

"Oh, right... before I left the sect, Senior Brother Zheng Hong gave me a manual for dealing with all kinds of crises. Maybe it will come in handy!" At this moment, the still-childish disciple suddenly thought of something. He quickly reached into his clothes and pulled out a hardcover notebook.

Senior Brother Zheng Hong is a professional in the Immortal Farmer Sect responsible for raising demonic beasts, and he often travels outside, possessing rich adventure experience. He might have recorded methods for dealing with large ferocious beast crises!

The still-childish disciple quickly flipped to the 'Demon Beast Chapter'.