Panic in the Air

All sorts of thoughts flashed through Qian's mind.

In front of him, the Four-Tails looked at the towering figure that had appeared once more and felt the strength gripping his body. His mind, which had been clouded by rage, gradually cleared again.

The next moment, a thread of fear rose in his heart.

It was not entirely fear of Qian. There were also memories from the past.

He still remembered that decades ago, he had been perfectly fine out in the wild, when suddenly, one day, someone had descended from the sky and seized him in one grab, just like this.

Although that person had not used a Yin Release body like the one before him now, that enormous Wood Golem blotted out the sky and was no less imposing than the towering figure before him.

No, it should have been even more so.

In that Wood Golem's hand, he had been even more powerless to resist.

From then on, he, along with several of his kin, had become tools in human hands. Not only had they lost their freedom, they had also been forced to take part in human conflicts.

At times, he had even had to watch helplessly as humans stole his power.

That filled his heart with rage and made him hate humans beyond measure.

Wait—

Kin!

All at once, the Four-Tails's eyes shifted, looking toward the sealing array ahead.

There, he vaguely saw a half-illusory, half-solid figure bound in midair by eight chains.

He was very familiar with that figure. It was the Seven-Tails—Chomei!

At that moment, the Seven-Tails seemed to notice the Four-Tails observing him as well. He opened his eyes slightly, glanced at him, then quickly closed them again, without saying a single word to the Four-Tails the entire time.

This was not because