Xuan Domain.
The ancestral land of the Mystic Moon Fox Race.
Inside a mountain cave whose entrance was overgrown with exotic flowers and strange herbs, while its interior was exceptionally tranquil and elegant.
Dense spiritual energy drifted like mist and rolling haze, making the cave seem especially ethereal, even somewhat illusory.
Specks of light flickered within the spiritual mist, like reflections cast by a river of stars—brilliant and resplendent.
At the very center of the cave lay an enormous piece of deep-green spirit jade, polished exceptionally smooth and glowing with a warm, lustrous radiance.
A snow-white giant fox, its sleek fur like satin and its body as large as a small mountain yet slender in form, lay quietly with its eyes closed. An indescribable Dao aura circulated around it, interweaving with the mist-like currents of spiritual energy within the cave.
Ming Yue.
A Truth Insight cultivator of the Mystic Moon Fox Clan.
Crack~
Amid the mist-like spiritual currents, several floating specks of light suddenly shattered and dispersed with an almost imperceptible sound.
"..."
The snow-white giant fox lying on the jade bed seemed to sense it as well and slowly opened her eyes.
Looking toward the place where those shattered specks of light had just been, a trace of grief flashed through her gem-like silver eyes.
They had failed.
The specks of light drifting within the cave's spiritual currents were linked to the true spirits of the Mystic Moon Fox Clan.
When they went out, it meant death.
When they dimmed, it meant their lives hung by a thread.
Just moments ago, all seven Dao Integration cultivators who had set out on their mission had died.
Yang Yue, the sole survivor, was no better off. She was clearly enduring inhuman torment.
Could it... be him?
An image seemed to flash