Even this little monster, which could be called an evil monster, could do nothing about him.
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster, tortured by Mo Hua, felt a sense of pride due to its piety and the blessings it received from the Divine Lord.
It sneered, "Stop wasting your efforts, you little brat, just like a straw dog, how could you understand the power of the Master of the Great Wilderness?"
Mo Hua was a bit angry.
He furrowed his eyebrows, then his eyes sparkled, and he said with a sly smile,
"I'll show you something good."
The demon was stunned, never believing that Mo Hua would truly show it something "good."
The demon snorted coldly, "Don't try any tricks. In front of the Divine Lord, all…"
But Mo Hua ignored it completely, dragging it by its scruff in front of the Taoist Stele before it could finish speaking.
By this time, it was already past 1 p.m., and the Taoist Stele could reveal itself.
Mo Hua pressed the demon's head against the stele and ordered,
"Take a look."
