A Blazing Fire Talisman appeared in Yun Huanling's palm, but before he could throw it, his body abruptly froze in place.
"What... happened here?" A cool, somewhat hollow voice came from behind Yun Huanling.
The entire scene fell silent at once.
Su Jiu felt as though she must be dreaming. Why else would she see Nine-Tailed Fox corpses strewn across the ground...
And her Junior Granduncle, who had always worn white, looked as though he had been hauled out of a pool of blood, the red painfully glaring.
Su Jiu looked around. Aside from Hu Yucheng, the other disciples of the Mystic Dharma Immortal Sect seemed to have left.
"Did you get into a fight with someone? And then encounter members of the Nine-Tailed Tribe?" Su Jiu moved her feet numbly, walked over to the nearest Nine-Tailed Fox, and slowly crouched down.
By now, the Nine-Tailed Fox before Su Jiu had regained its original color as its demonic qi had almost entirely dispersed. Yet beneath that color, there was not only white, but also a striking red.
Chu Luohen had killed this Nine-Tailed Fox. One of its forelegs had already been severed when he slew it, and a very fine vine could still faintly be seen within the foreleg.
Su Jiu rested her hand on the Nine-Tailed Fox's other forepaw, her eyes hollow.
Watching Su Jiu like this, Yun Huanling bit hard into his lower lip, unaware that his eyes had reddened.
He strode up to Su Jiu, knocked her hand aside, and gathered her into his arms. "Stop looking. There's no saving them. They're all dead. We killed them."
"Yes, I know."
In truth, Su Jiu was more clearheaded than anyone, because she had never forgotten everything Silver Snow had told her...
*"There's still a group of tribespeople in