The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Might

The Blood Moon Demon God's demonic might filled everyone with terror, especially when he declared that the Snow Heaven Clan would be implicated as well.

No one took it as a joke. Although the True Demon Palace was also one of the Twelve Halls of the Mysterious Heaven Realm, it had always acted with extremes and held dominion over slaughter and conquest.

If the Blood Moon Demon God insisted that they had plotted to murder Tianxue Futu, then the charge of murdering a Divine Hall disciple alone would be enough to wipe out the Snow Heaven Clan.

To put it bluntly, the Snow Heaven Clan was simply too weak. Before the Divine Halls and even the Mysterious Heaven Realm, they were like a grain of sand—gone in an instant, without causing the slightest ripple.

Even if they were wrongfully accused and died unjustly, they could only become ghosts who had died with their grievances unresolved.

For a time, everyone's faces turned ugly, their eyes filled with despair. The black-armored demon soldiers in the sky were already sharpening their blades, brimming with killing intent and ready to strike at any moment.

"Tut, tut, tut... what a pity. I'm afraid the Snow Heaven Clan will be struck from the Mysterious Heaven Realm's rolls from this day onward."

Before the Snow God Palace, Paper Kite shook her head and spoke with a regretful look, her words dripping with mockery.

She had said it for Ling Xiao to hear, hinting that he should hurry up and beg her.

Yet Ling Xiao remained unmoved, as if he had not heard her at all. He did not even spare her a glance.

However, Paper Kite's words caught the Blood Moon Demon God's attention. His blood-red eyes swept over her, sizing her up.

"Eh... this is?"

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