Qingqiu Great Elder -- Baize!

[Bai Cang pulled out the stone chair.]

[Luo Yiyi sat down calmly.]

[And you stood behind her.]

[Bai Cang poured the tea, his movements still meticulous.]

[But when his hand reached the second cup, it stopped.]

[Because the air had changed.]

[A vast, suffocating pressure came crushing down from above Sky Fox City.]

[The surface of the Spirit Spring shook violently.]

[The teacups on the stone table gave off fine, trembling clinks.]

[Bai Cang's spine bent in an instant.]

[He was not pretending.]

[He had been forced down by that pressure, bent alive beneath it.]

[The pressure of an Immortal Emperor.]

[A black spatial rift split open in the sky.]

[A figure walked out from within.]

[It was an old man, his white hair bound beneath a crown, his body clad in a gray robe.]

[His pupils were vertical pupils.]

[A trait of the fox race.]

[But within his vertical pupils, there was none of the fox race's rightful liveliness.]

[There was only a dead, pitch-black silence.]

[As if something had devoured every last trace of light.]

[The aura of the Abnormal Law spread out from him.]

[The old man landed in the rear courtyard.]

[His gaze passed over Bai Cang, then over you.]

[It locked directly onto Luo Yiyi.]

[Onto the Golden Fox Mark between her brows.]

[The corners of the old man's mouth slowly split into a curve.]

["Little girl."]

["Last time, that little whelp from the ancient dragon clan saved you."]

["This time..."]

[He took a step forward.]

[Countless fine cracks appeared across the ground of the rear courtyard.]

["Who else is coming to save you?"]

[Bai Cang knelt prostrate on the ground, his whole body trembling.]

["This subordinate... this subordinate welcomes the Great Elder!"]

[Luo Yiyi sat on the stone chair, holding her teacup, without taking