This mountain stronghold did not have many people, only around two thousand. Zhao Fu felt no fear and walked directly toward it.
The twenty-odd bandits guarding the stronghold immediately became vigilant when they saw Zhao Fu approaching alone. One of them shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing at our stronghold?"
Zhao Fu did not answer them, merely looking at them coldly. Countless streams of Demonic Qi surged from his body, and the Evil Flower Demon appeared beside him. Its single eye stared viciously at the bandits before it flung out both hands.
"Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Miserable screams rang out as the two hands repeatedly shot forth, their palms transforming into two huge mouths. They moved so quickly that no one had time to react before more than a dozen people were devoured, leaving blood all over the ground. The remaining bandits cried out in terror.
With a cold laugh, Zhao Fu led the Evil Flower Demon onward. At that moment, countless bandits rushed out from the stronghold, weapons in hand as they charged at Zhao Fu.
"Have a good feast," Zhao Fu said with a smile to the Evil Flower Demon beside him.
Having received Zhao Fu's command, the Evil Flower Demon nodded happily. Then it abruptly opened its massive mouth, two meters wide and over a meter tall, and sucked fiercely at the charging bandits. An enormous force of suction erupted.
Countless bandits had only just rushed forward when their bodies were sucked into the Evil Flower Demon's mouth. After that, there was no further response from them. In an instant, five or six hundred bandits had been swallowed.
The other bandits who had narrowly escaped disaster went pale with fright, screaming in terror as they fled backward.
Zhao Fu brought the Evil Flower Demon into the stronghold.