Little Demon

"The demonic path?"

"What is a demon?"

"What is the Dao?"

"What is a Buddha?"

The questions rang out one after another, like those of a child.

Yet an invisible force struck everyone present as the voice reached them.

This time, even the monks of Golden Cicada Temple, who had been chanting the Buddha's name, fell silent for a moment.

At the same time, the dark clouds swept in, only to scatter abruptly.

Only then did everyone realize these were no clouds. They were monsters the size of infants' heads, each with a nose, a mouth, two eyes, and two ears, like a disembodied head.

Dense Demonic Qi swirled around each tiny head, radiating an aura that shook the soul.

"Wh-what are those?"

"Oh no, demons! Are those the Little Demons of legend?"

"D-demons? The legendary demons without fully formed minds? The ones that can seize a human body, infest a person's soul, and turn a cultivator into a demon on the spot? No wonder they can produce the Heavenly Demon Sound. They're true demons!"

"Everyone, be careful! Don't let one possess you. This isn't just a matter of losing your mental composure. You'll fall straight onto the demonic path and become a true demon!"

Several cultivators in the crowd recognized the monsters at once.

Cries of alarm and shouted warnings rose one after another.

Every face grew graver than ever before.

The Little Demons came in a tide that blotted out the sky. Each moved with extraordinary speed, trailing a long black tail like a meteor in a dark shower.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of densely packed Little Demons engulfed everyone present.

Darkness swallowed the world on every side.

Everywhere anyone looked, Little Demons gaped at them, their eyes gleaming with greed