The sheep demon's fur was scorched black, blood oozing from its body, as it lay motionless on the mountain path.
The Monster Hunters didn't approach rashly. Yu Chengyi glanced at the beast, then looked at Mo Shan with a questioning gaze.
Mo Shan furrowed his eyebrows slightly and shook his head, signaling that the monster was feigning death.
Thus, the group spread out, surrounding the creature and patiently waited.
Different monsters employed different methods to fake death, so Monster Hunters naturally had to adjust their strategies accordingly.
For a demon beast like a Red-eyed Demon Sheep, approaching it blindly after its feigned death simply wasn't an option.
Whoever got too close first would face its desperate counterattack—a perilous confrontation. Those less lucky would find themselves devoured by the beast.
If the group advanced simultaneously, they might still be engulfed by the demon's unleashed power.