In the world of Great Zhou, legends of the nine-tailed fox were widespread.
According to rumors, creatures such as foxes, weasels, snakes, and hedgehogs were spiritual beings, naturally more suited to awakening their spiritual intelligence and cultivating into spirits or monsters.
A fox’s demonic power was manifested through its tails.
A fox with two hundred years of cultivation would grow two tails, three hundred years three tails, and at nine hundred years, it would have nine tails, becoming a great demon.
However, when such a demon reached a thousand years of cultivation, it would face a thunder tribulation!
If it failed to survive, it would be reduced to ashes instantly. If it succeeded, its fur would gradually turn white, and as its cultivation deepened, its tails would begin to disappear one by one until they were completely gone.
A fox with pure white fur and no tails was no longer a demon, but a sacred fox—a spiritual fox—capable of ascending directly to immortality!
The demon fox standing before Huang Da and Lang Gu Wu now closely resembled the legendary nine-tailed fox.
“No wonder… no wonder this Daoist calls himself ‘Tushan’!”
As Huang Da stepped back, his hand reached behind his back and pulled out a folded bow, which unfolded instantly, the bowstring vibrating with a menacing aura.
“The Dragon-Slaying Bow! The Dragon-Killing Arrow!”
Huang Da moved like a shooting star, drawing the bow in one smooth motion. With the strength of an ape, he pulled the martial arts artifact into a full circle and then released.
Zhi la!
As if thunder had struck the ground, the arrow shot through the air like a meteor, transforming into a dragon-like figure with claws and fangs, rushing into the dark clouds.
Boom!
A shocking explosion followed. Blood marks appeared on the fox’s tails, and a giant fox head emerged from the black clouds, roaring furiously.
“Lang Gu Wu, are you still holding back?!”
Not caring about the cost of using this martial arts treasure, Huang Da shouted at Lang Gu Wu after releasing the arrow, “If I die, you won’t stand a chance alone. Do you think you can survive?”
Zhi la!
Seemingly moved by these words, Lang Gu Wu tore open his robe, revealing dense black wolf tattoos covering his chest and back.
As Lang Gu Wu chanted incantations in an ancient tribal language, dark clouds surged from his body, and a black wolf spirit leapt forth, howling to the sky: “Aowu!”
This howl seemed like a horn call, and amidst the echoing wolf cries, one after another black wolf totems leapt from Lang Gu Wu’s body, forming a pack that lunged at the fox demon in the sky.
“Black Wolf God, devour it!”
Lang Gu Wu’s heart bled as he watched. Each of these totems had been painstakingly cultivated from young wolves, refined through soul-extraction rituals, and finally imprinted onto his body as tattoos. Now, he was unleashing them all at once, squandering decades of effort in a single moment. How could he not feel heartache?
“Gashi! Gashi!”
Boom!
The dark clouds scattered, and shocking demonic energy surged into the sky, revealing a fox the size of a hill, its six crimson tails blotting out the sun and sweeping aside the black wolf totems that clung to it.
Even more terrifying, the fox opened its blood-soaked maw, swallowing the wolf spirits whole, its sharp fangs gnashing with a sickening sound that made Lang Gu Wu’s heart bleed even more.
“Run! There’s no time!”
Huang Da’s eye twitched, and without hesitation, he quickly retreated, ignoring the great cost he had paid for the Dragon-Killing Arrow.
Bang!
Lang Gu Wu was clearly a moment too late. A giant fox claw slammed him against the roadside.
“I told you, you will become my food!”
The fox demon bit down hard, and as Lang Gu Wu screamed in agony, blood and bone fragments trickled from between its teeth.
“Damn it!”
Huang Da’s eye twitched violently as he ran even faster.
Hu hu!
The six-tailed fox demon, transformed from the True Monarch Tushan, crouched low, and in an instant, its six tails swept up a violent gale.
The terrifying demonic power, combined with the sweeping tails, erupted like a hurricane, flattening everything around—palaces, tiles, even the ground itself.
“What a formidable demon!”
On the other side, Yan Sheng had barely emerged from the underground tunnel when the shockwave sent him tumbling, covered in dust.
Fortunately, he was a Martial Sage, with his vital energy deeply rooted. As he concealed himself, even the True Monarch Tushan could not detect his presence.
“Hehe… where do you think you’re running to?”
The True Monarch Tushan laughed maniacally, lifting a palace with its giant claw, revealing Huang Da inside, his eyes filled with despair.
“Whether I die now or later, why not offer yourself to me?”
The crimson tail of the six-tailed fox lashed out, snapping the Dragon-Slaying Spear in Huang Da’s hand into two pieces. He spat blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into a wall, leaving a trail of blood and gradually losing consciousness.
“Is this the end?”
Blood flowed from Huang Da’s eyes, ears, and mouth. In his fading vision, he seemed to return to his past—born a farmer’s son, with a childhood sweetheart. But the local gentry colluded with the tax collectors, destroying his family and taking away his beloved.
“If not for a stroke of fate… if I hadn’t become a Revenant, I would never have had the strength for revenge… but… I can’t even reach the capital to drag out the tyrant emperor of Great Zhou and kill him. How bitter!”
Huang Da’s vision darkened, and he seemed to see a giant fox head growing larger and larger.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and a massive fist slammed into the fox demon’s head.
“So much golden light…”
With this final thought, Huang Da sank into complete darkness.
“This… is this a puppet?!”
The punch was no light blow. The six-tailed fox rolled several times, flattening countless palaces before finally stopping. It opened its mouth wide, staring at the three-zhang-tall golden-armored divine general puppet, its expression filled with caution: “Divine General Puppet! Are you the Blood Oath Alliance Leader?!”
“True Monarch Tushan! Face your doom!”
From within the puppet, a deep and mighty voice rang out—Gongsu Zhe’s.
Of course, this was none other than Wu Ming, wearing the guise of the Blood Oath Alliance Leader, here to gain some points.
His true body remained stationed in the Master God Space, not planning to emerge unless absolutely necessary.
With his main body safe, Wu Ming could now manipulate the level-five puppet freely, wielding power with unmatched dominance.
With a roar, the golden fist smashed downward.
Boom!
Golden runes exploded across the golden-armored divine general puppet, layer upon layer, transforming into terrifying kinetic energy!
A level-five puppet, comparable to an Earth Immortal, was naturally no simple opponent.
“Damn it!”
True Monarch Tushan quickly retreated, then opened its mouth wide, spitting out a blood-red demon core glowing like molten lava, streaking toward its foe like a crimson meteor.
A demon’s cultivation centered around its core, and this core represented six hundred years of demonic cultivation, a formidable weapon far surpassing any magical artifact or technique.
But Wu Ming merely sneered, his fist striking down without mercy.
Boom!
A massive explosion erupted, and the six-tailed fox let out a pained cry, its demonic form dispersing, transforming into a thin-faced, narrow-eyed Daoist priest who fled rapidly.
A Daoist True Monarch was still only at level four!
But Wu Ming was a level-five Earth Immortal! Even if he couldn’t fully unleash the golden-armored general’s might, he could still secretly channel Daoist techniques, ensuring his opponent would suffer the consequences.
“Trying to run now?”
Wu Ming laughed heartily. The golden-armored divine general leapt into the air, arms wide, its mechanisms activating as a terrifying net spread across the sky: “Heavenly Net and Earthly Snare!”
This was a technique from the Gongsun family, crafted from celestial silk threads and infused with the souls of demon spiders, refined through infernal flames.
Once locked onto someone’s aura, once the net was cast, unless one could escape instantly beyond its range, they would inevitably be captured.
“Blood Oath Alliance Leader… you’re ruthless!”
The Heavenly Net and Earthly Snare spread across the sky and suddenly wrapped around a certain point. In a flash of light, the figure of True Monarch Tushan appeared on an empty pillar, his face filled with hatred as he bit his tongue and spat a drop of blood: “Take my Blood Thunder!”
Zhi la!
A crimson lightning bolt flashed, momentarily halting the net. But Wu Ming had already maneuvered the golden-armored general to close in, raining down punches rapidly.
Boom!
The earth shook, and smoke rose in thick clouds.
Within the smoke, one could faintly see the golden-armored divine general battling the six-tailed fox.
“I… I am filled with hatred…”
With Wu Ming’s final punch, a fox corpse collapsed to the ground, blood flowing.
[Ding! Respected Master God Controller, you have gained three points!]
“Three points? So when you kill an opponent, you gain their points as well… and… that little martial artist is dead too?”
Wu Ming glanced thoughtfully toward Yan Sheng, who barely dared to breathe, but he did not expose him, simply lifting the fox corpse and striding away.
“Too terrifying…”
On the other side, Yan Sheng patted his chest in relief.
“What a powerful automaton, built purely for warfare. Even the Mo family’s Ghost-Crafted Puppets couldn’t match it!”
He seemed puzzled for a moment.
“That puppeteer seemed to notice me, yet also not… and the Blood Oath Alliance? Isn’t that the name of the largest secret group we, the Bureau of Strange Affairs, are investigating? The Alliance Leader?”
Normally, encountering such a big fish would fill Yan Sheng with joy and determination to uncover the truth at all costs.
But now, with an important mission at hand and having witnessed the earth-shaking battle between two titanic forces, Yan Sheng could only silently pray not to be discovered.
“So those mysterious people are here too… Could it be that they’re after the Emperor’s Tomb?”
At this thought, Yan Sheng shivered involuntarily, eager to return and discuss strategies with Cui Jue and Chancellor Xiang.
…
Who knows how long had passed, when a fragrant breeze swept over the battlefield, and a beautiful woman clad only in sheer silk descended.
“This must be the place… I didn’t expect such a fierce battle to erupt so soon… The Blood Oath Alliance Leader?!”
She giggled: “The Demon King of the Heavens is too terrifying. I need an ally!”
Her jade-like hand formed a mystical seal: “Celestial Binding, guide my path!”
Golden lights flickered in the air, forming threads that clearly marked the path the golden-armored general had taken.
“And those rats who dig through the earth…”
The woman’s eyes flickered toward the direction Yan Sheng had vanished, her gaze filled with allure and intrigue: “An unexpected help indeed…”
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