Above the Great Dao
Chapter 338 - 171 The Demon Is Like a Dream

Chapter 338: Chapter 171 The Demon Is Like a Dream

The Demon Transformation this time revealed inconsistencies everywhere.

First was Zen Master Ku, who had transformed from a corpse into a demon. Then, the days of the Demon Transformation shortened, and now the Demon Transformation has disappeared, leaving only the gold-bodied Buddha sitting in the center of the city, with a huge mushroom head atop its form.

The green-robed Musician looked at the gold-bodied Buddha, a wary expression on his face.

Even he did not dare to lightly provoke a mature demon.

The demon seed took root and sprouted, absorbing all the nutrients.

The demon was complete.

In the city, the eyes of all the Independents also focused on the gold-bodied Buddha, with eager gazes.

A mature demon was, for them, a rare object, worthy of collection and research.

Yet no one had made an early move.

Making a move at this time could easily make one the target of many, resulting in attacks from others.

Independents had no leader or head, just a group of people sharing the same concept, caring neither for good or evil, nor rules, simply doing as they pleased, acting impulsively, hence fights often broke out among them.

Even more so, it was common for Independents to fight amongst themselves, leading to death and injury! ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Now, nobody wanted to become the person who was attacked.

Especially when facing a mature demon and the siege of numerous Independents.

The scattered mushroom spores on the ground had completely decayed, turning into black liquid.

Heaps and heaps of human skulls piled up like small hills, still oozing black liquid from eyes, nostrils, and mouths.

Just then, unexpectedly, the gold-bodied Buddha’s mushroom head also began to seep black liquid, flowing down the large figure.

Following this, one after another, giant eyeballs from beneath the mushroom cap fell to the ground, rolling everywhere.

The gold-bodied Buddha’s mushroom head was also beginning to rot, collapsing and falling apart!

The green-robed Musician suddenly slapped the tea table, abruptly standing up with eyes wide in disbelief as he looked at the gold-bodied Buddha.

Lady Hua also approached the window, looking in disbelief at the decaying, collapsing Buddha.

They knew that some unbelievable change must have occurred in the Buddha, but, out of wariness of other Independents, they didn’t dare to go check.

Elsewhere, the Beggar, Xiao Wangsun, and many other Independents stared blankly at the scene, finding it unbelievable, but likewise wary of other Independents.

Suddenly, a green sheep, holding its head high and briskly stepping on the stone pavement of the street, approached the gold-bodied Buddha with a clattering sound.

The green-robed Musician clenched his fists tightly, stepping forward, but seeming to think of something, he refrained from taking action.

"That rotten breed from Five Lakes!" he exhaled a breath of foul air, his expression turning sour, recalling the days he had been bullied by Five Lakes Wanderer.

The other Independents recognized the green sheep as well, each showing displeasure on their faces.

When Five Lakes Wanderer committed atrocities everywhere, the green sheep and Nine-tailed Fox often followed behind him, appearing together at crime scenes, many Independents having been taught a lesson by them.

Sometimes, two other nefarious figures, Grave Stone Carver and Bee Man, would also show up at crime scenes.

Some Independents survived, holding grudges but not daring to retaliate.

Some Independents were not so lucky, beaten to death by the gang of five.

Some also called them the tyrannical gang of five.

"Although Five Lakes Wanderer is said to be dead, he has left behind four brothers, all of whom are extremely difficult to handle."

The green-robed Musician said in a low voice, "With the green sheep showing up, the other three must also be hiding nearby, right?"

The green sheep reached the side of the gold-bodied Buddha and suddenly stood on two legs, with its front hooves on its hips, looking around with a smile, "My friends, I’m not an Independent, I don’t have your reservations, I’ll check for you. Don’t hit me!"

The muscular man with whiskers, hiding not far away, nervously clenched his fists and whispered, "You reckless little hoof, don’t stir up trouble!"

The green sheep’s body wobbled, growing bigger and bigger, standing almost as tall as the gold-bodied Buddha, its front hooves, sharp like claws, lightly prodded the vulnerable spot at the Buddha’s sternum.

It would have been fine had it not prodded, but probing it invited trouble.

The green sheep’s claws were sharp, making a large hole in the gold-bodied Buddha with just one poke!

The green sheep was stunned as it watched the gold-bodied Buddha, like a bladder filled with air, now punctured, began emitting bursts of putrid gas!

The green sheep hurriedly retreated, but the majestic body of the gold-bodied Buddha, like a deflated bag, began to shrivel!

This turn of events came unexpected to everyone present.

The green-robed Musician quickly flew out of the window, a green light accompanied by the twang of a string as his figure appeared before the gold-bodied Buddha.

At the same time, Xiao Wangsun and the Beggar each rushed toward the gold-bodied Buddha. By the time they arrived, more than a dozen figures, both familiar and strange, had emerged from alleys and streets around Gongzhou City—a host of Independents lurking in the city.

Some were even more powerful than the green-robed Musician, comparable to Zen Master Ku at his peak, their presence oppressive.

There was also a scholar with a book box on his back, which housed a child inside. The Beggar saw the child, his expression turning to fright, and he quietly stepped back.

The group approached the gold-bodied Buddha, seeing the decaying gas within it already mostly escaped, the stench continuing to spray out.

The Buddha swayed, unable to maintain its posture; the mushroom cap toppled in the breeze.

Looking through the hole in the Buddha’s chest, they saw the Buddha’s flesh was hollow, leaving behind only white, translucent mycelium, which, shockingly, led straight to the underground!

"We’ve been fooled!"

The child in the book box darkened in expression, his hand abruptly rising, and the mushroom head of the gold-bodied Buddha was yanked up, plucked off forcefully.

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