Wangqing's killing intent was chilling.
Among those who were devoured was his friend.
He had been searching for the Nine-colored Demon Fox, but it had been to no avail. Unexpectedly, she appeared now.
Judging by the strength of the Nine-colored Demon Fox, it was clear she had reached a pinnacle level.
Otherwise, considering what she had done in the past, she wouldn't dare reveal herself.
The cultivators that caught the eye of the Nine-colored Demon Fox back then were never simple; they were the elites among elites, all geniuses.
"It's unfortunate you feel nothing for me. I'm so disappointed. I most desired your favor."
The Nine-colored Demon Fox sighed, looking pitiable as she gazed at Wangqing, her eyes filled with expectation and admiration.
Such a gaze would certainly make anyone else feel elated.
But Wangqing was different; his name alone, Wangqing, explained everything.
