In the void behind him, terrifying auras gathered one after another. This aura seemed as though it did not belong to this world at all—utterly horrifying. A single glance was enough to make one's heart tremble with fear.
A Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox wreathed in purple mist slowly emerged from the opening in the clouds, advancing step by step toward Murong Hanxuan.
Murong Hanxuan directly drew a dagger and plunged it into his own heart. Drops of blood flowed down the blade, while his essence blood continuously streamed toward the phantom of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox behind him.
Legend had it that the fox clan did not belong to this Star River Cosmos, and that the ancestor of the fox progenitor, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, was a true transcendent.
Legend also said that the fox clan lived beyond the Star River Cosmos, in the incomparably mysterious land of Green Hills.
That was the fox clan's ancestral land, as well as the dwelling place of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, the fox clan's true progenitor.
It contained unimaginable, towering terror.
As drop after drop of blood merged into the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox's phantom, the phantom gradually grew stronger. Throughout the process, Murong Hanxuan's face steadily turned paler.
Essence blood was the foundation of a cultivator. Losing even a single drop was an enormous loss, let alone Murong Hanxuan treating essence blood as though it were nothing.
It would be a blessing if he did not die.
"Thank you for your aid, Fox Progenitor. This junior will repay you handsomely in the future."
After saying that, Murong Hanxuan turned and left.
Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. Murong Hanxuan's casting process had taken only two breaths.
By the time Ye Lin arrived, Murong Hanxuan was long gone. Only the phantom of