The wind was so thick with demonic qi that even its gusts had been dyed black.
As the wind swept up and the clouds surged, the trees in the Peach Grove rustled violently.
Su Jiu and the others' robes and long hair whipped through the air.
Before long, sand flew and stones hurtled across the area. Even some of the younger trees were torn out by the roots in the black wind.
The once-splendid peach orchard was ultimately left unrecognizable.
Silver Snow looked at everything around him, his heart chilled and filled with unspeakable anguish.
Soon, an enormous fox appeared within the black wind. Its entire body was snow-white, but unlike Silver Snow's true form, the markings on its face were dark red and even showed signs of turning black.
Silver Snow, too, had already returned to his true form.
His beautiful silver eyes held a faint trace of killing intent as he looked at the old fox.
The old fox's voice no longer held its earlier compassion. "Silver Snow, are you determined to oppose me?"
A pleasant male voice rang out in the air. "If I don't oppose you, I fear our Nine-Tailed Tribe will be utterly destroyed in your hands!"
"Hah, Silver Snow, you certainly make it sound noble. In the end, don't you simply want to become chieftain of the Nine-Tailed Tribe?"
Silver Snow could not be bothered to argue with him over this and asked bluntly, "The members of our tribe who disappeared before I returned-I only want to know where they went!"
At this question, the old fox could not help laughing, with a hint of smugness in his smile. "Naturally, I took them to enjoy eternal life."
Silver Snow had a vague, ominous premonition.
"Since you, too, experienced that great war ten thousand years