Chapter 511: Thriving on Chaos
The moonlight gleamed like silver.
As the horse came to a stop, the crowd finally got a clear look. Under the soft glow of the moon, its coat shimmered with a faint reddish hue.
It was the Daoist’s jujube-red horse.
“...”
For a moment, everyone widened their eyes in astonishment.
This jujube-red horse was known to be highly intelligent and spiritually attuned. It never needed reins yet always followed the Daoist obediently, understanding his words. Sometimes, it didn't even require verbal commands—its connection with the Daoist was seamless. But no one had expected that this horse possessed such bravery and skill in battling demons.
“Wahhhh!”
The demon pig that had been knocked over scrambled back up, gouging deep furrows into the soil and grass. It let out a furious roar, revealing a mouthful of jagged, saw-like teeth, its eyes locked onto the horse. Its hind hooves scraped at the ground, preparing to charge again.
Behind it, a snake-headed tail swung around, its forked, blood-red tongue flicking in and out, also staring at the jujube-red horse.
Just then, the grass rustled.
“Swish!”