I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 775 - 293 Nine-tails, You Actually Took it Seriously (5k)_2

These demons have been given preferential treatment, but the occasional warning is still necessary.

You can't let them think that special treatment is something they deserve by default. Over the past decades, the Scorching Sun Department has already learned enough lessons about that.

After waiting a few minutes, the General Director personally called Wen Yan.

This time, the call went through.

"Are you in Guanzhong County now?"

"Yeah. The clan leader of the White Fox Clan, plus two of the old crones, aren't here. The ringleader is their clan leader.

Unless the clan leader or the old crones gave the order, those White Foxes would never go that insane.

I'm going to find them and slaughter them."

They passed on three locations over there, the other two are being checked out by seniors from Wudang and Qingcheng.

My Fourth Great-uncle Master and the others are still on a flight over here.

So I came to the third spot first.

Minister, want any fox fur?

It's a rare chance—if you want it, I'll ditch the weapons."

The General Director smiled at Wen Yan's murderous tone, and just ignored Wen Yan's offhand remark at the end.

"Doomsday Computer had new stuff installed half an hour ago—it's called the Great Wilderness.

Details—I'll have Feng Yao tell you when the time comes.

Now I'm authorizing you: if you discover anything possibly related to this,

Handle it as you see fit. Don't hold back.

If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."

"Perfect, that's all I needed to hear from you.

I'm guessing this has to do with those damned foxes. They've been busy messing with the rift lately.

If it really does tie back to them, then who knows—they haven't managed to accomplish a single thing.

They don't have the token, no critical Nine-Tails Bloodline, so what could they possibly do."

"Just go all out."

"Roger."

After hanging up, Wen Yan still felt uneasy, so he called home just to check.

Everything was fine at home, the stuff in the basement was all still there, and Pei Tugou had come back. So there really wasn't much to worry about there.

Wen Yan felt much more at ease and kept moving forward. A few minutes later, Tong Si lifted his head and looked into the distance.

"Over there—they did something to shield the area and mask the aura.

But the atmosphere inside is way too strong to stop leaking out."

Tong Si stared into the distance. As they advanced to this point with no mountain in the way, he immediately noticed something unusual ahead.

It looked like a few-meter-high, transparent bowl had been overturned onto the ground, sealing all the energy inside.

No way to sense it directly—the difference between the aura inside and the surroundings was just too great, and the strength kept climbing.

As soon as Tong Si's eyes rested on that spot, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong there.

Meanwhile, inside the residence, the four fox demons holding down the ritual's four corners were bleeding out, their life force growing weaker and weaker.

Over a hundred kilometers away, inside a great tomb, a rift that was previously invisible to the naked eye slowly began to shimmer with visible light.

At the join of the two nested tombs, between the twin Tomb Masters' chambers, a portal-shaped glow began to form.

The halo started out pure white and gradually became tinged with an eerie blue-green.

The two colors tangled, like they were fighting for dominance. Eventually, the portal turned entirely blue-green. A fox's paw, nearly two meters long, reached through.

But in the next instant, streaks of blinding white lightning danced across the gateway. The lightning was like water, sweeping past in a flash.

The twin tombs here linked into the local earth vein of the Qinling Mountains, so a sense of massive suppression was waking up, the aura intensifying by the second.

The giant claw was subdued and pinned, but it kept struggling to force its way out.

Outside the tomb, a Taoist covered in patches of Yin Qi was holding a ritual, using geomancy to stir up the tomb's innate power.

Under the sweep of the white lightning over the portal, the giant claw slowly broke apart and turned to ash.

Yet the owner of that paw continued to lunge madly outwards as if insane.

Every bit that made it through turned to ash. When the rest forced its way completely through, it too disintegrated totally into nothing; only then did the lightning on the portal slowly fade away.

The Taoist outside the tomb let out a long breath.

"Luckily, the seniors who built these two tombs had impressive skills. Even after a thousand years, with only partial damage, it still unleashes its power. I wonder which master erected it back then—certainly not an unknown figure."

A Great Fox who'd just answered the summons and forced its way out perished in ash the moment it emerged.

Or so it appeared, at least.

At the same time, in a house over a hundred kilometers away, a strange force responded to the ritual and sank into the formation.

The ritual materials, already saturated with blood, began to float up on their own and disintegrate into powder, leaving behind only a single wisp of divine essence.

All the powder gathered together and slowly took the shape of a graceful, curvaceous woman.

As this figure appeared, the four fox demons conducting the ritual were nailed to the spot. Their blood, their power, everything about them, was wholly offered up to the ritual they'd set in motion.

Pale blue smoke coiled together, forming the outlines of blue tails behind the woman's silhouette.

As the ritual ended, a woman appeared—naked, hair down to her waist, exuding an overwhelming, seductive aura—slowly descending to the ground.

Outside the ritual zone, the four fox demons had reverted to their original white-fox forms, and now their pelts flew up, swiftly merging into a great cloak, which settled itself over the woman's shoulders.