Luo Yiyi wore a long, pure-white dress, her three thousand strands of hair stirring without a breeze.
At the center of her brow, a nine-petaled golden lotus mark gleamed with sacred nobility.
Most eye-catching of all was what lay behind her.
Nine enormous fox tails, seemingly forged from the glassy light of the Star River, slowly unfurled.
Each tail carried an endless supply of Primordial Origin!
She slowly opened her eyes. What beautiful eyes they were—cool and majestic, as though they could see through the ages and all of time and space.
When her gaze fell upon your battered, dragon-transformed form,
the ice that had endured for ten thousand ages melted in an instant, turning into boundless heartache and warmth.
Her red lips parted. Her voice was cool, yet carried a tenderness capable of soothing anything.
"Su Ming."
"I'm back."
Those four simple words reached your ears, yet seemed to contain the most powerful sedative in the world.
The frenzied blood boiling through you from your dragon transformation instantly calmed.
The killing desire that had nearly overwhelmed your reason receded like the tide.
Your hundred-zhang-tall, dark-gold dragon body began to shrink at a visible speed.
The dragon scales covering your body faded along with it, and you returned to your human form.
But now, you were in an utterly wretched state.
Wounds torn open by fox tails covered your body, some deep enough to expose bone. Golden divine blood had nearly dyed you red from head to toe.
You staggered, barely managing to stay on your feet, yet a relieved smile spread across your lips.
Across from you, the nine-tailed corpse fared even worse.
Under Luo Yiyi's sacred, majestic gaze, its enormous skeletal body began to tremble uncontrollably!
It was fear and suppression rising from the deepest depths of its