A pitch-black shadow, devoid of the slightest aura fluctuation, suddenly appeared behind Shen Luo. It grabbed his shoulders with both hands, flashed forward, and merged directly into his body.
By the time Shen Luo realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
The instant the black figure invaded his body, Shen Luo felt bone-piercing cold in his Dantian, while the depths of his mind seemed to burn. His vision suddenly blurred, the sounds in his ears became muffled, and he swayed back and forth in a daze, on the verge of collapse.
"Not good, demonic energy has entered his body..." the Bull Demon King cried out at once.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. After all, the demonic energy that had escaped from the Demon-Infusing Pearl came from the demon god Chi You.
"What should we do?" The Ten-Thousand-Year Fox King asked, his brow tightly furrowed.
"Control him first. If he falls into the Demonic Path, his killing intent may surge beyond restraint," said the Bull Demon King without hesitation.
As he spoke, he turned his wrist, and a palm-sized round vine sphere appeared in his hand. Dense runes were engraved upon it; it was a Magic Treasure meant for confinement.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, forgive me," said the Bull Demon King, his gaze hardening.
Just as he was about to act, the Ten-Thousand-Year Fox King suddenly called out, "Wait, don't rush."
The Bull Demon King froze slightly. When his gaze fell on Shen Luo, he immediately stopped casting.
Though Shen Luo was still swaying, a layer of golden radiance had already lit up around him. Fine strands of pale golden mist rose from above his head, and the Magic Power in his body seemed to be circulating at tremendous speed.
"What is going on? Fellow Daoist Shen does not possess True