This surprised the old turtle somewhat. He picked up the black dog's corpse to examine it and asked Sun Wukong, "Brother, is this thing edible? I feel like it could be roasted, definitely nourishing!"
By now, the black dog's corpse had already reverted to its original state, a headless dog carcass.
Sun Wukong nodded slightly and said, "That's a good suggestion, indeed it can be grilled."
The two demons discussed it unconstrained, even talking about roasting the dog's body, yet not a single demon underground dared to voice any objection.
Especially the Dog Clan, seeing that the situation was hopeless, had already slunk away into the crowd of demons and fled Fuling Mountain.
The remaining demons grew much quieter, because fearful of the man-eating beasts before them, they all consciously suppressed their auras, allowing the air around the altar to return to normal.
