"I remember you seemed to have been enslaved by humans before." Chen Fan said with a slight curl of his lips.
Those words seemed to be taboo to the Nine-Tails. Its killing intent erupted instantly, but the moment it did, Chen Fan's killing intent erupted as well. Time itself seemed to freeze. When the Nine-Tails came back to its senses, it seemed to be in another world. It looked at its claws and saw that it had returned to its original form, but when it raised its head, its eyes narrowed to thin slits like threads. This world resembled Hell: mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and even the full moon above the sea of blood was crimson. Countless monsters were piled up in layers, and there were who knew how many larger than its own body, seemingly without end. A figure stood atop a mountain of corpses, gazing down at it expressionlessly.
Chapter 469: Who Is It?
The Nine-Tails' fur stood on end, and it lowered its body even further, glaring at Chen Fan with bared fangs and a savage posture. Yet simply appearing here so suddenly had already left it utterly incredulous.
But what truly shocked it was this Hell-like landscape of corpses and blood. If it had not guessed wrong, this man had killed them all. Had it fallen under Illusion Magic? Could this man use Illusion Magic too?
Very soon, it saw a faintly mocking smile appear at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth. The world before its eyes suddenly vanished as if a mirror had shattered, yet the expression on Chen Fan's face remained unchanged.
Cold sweat streamed down its body. Had that just been an illusion? No, it was not that simple. It was the manifestation of killing intent. Every living thing killed would