While the Nine-tailed Fox and Jiang Qiu were absorbing the Spirit Vein and cultivating a third avatar, One-tailed and Ah Xiong stood guard outside the mining area. One-tailed sat on a small cliff on the side of the mountain, her fair little feet dangling in mid-air. With her pale, slender arms propped up beside her, she looked down at the dazed Demon Race miners who hadn't fled. "These demons seem to have lost their minds."
Ah Xiong stood beside her. Although she was quite short, she looked a head taller since One-tailed was sitting. She was studying the miners below. "Are they scared?"
Now, the several hundred members of the Celestial Wolf Race in the mining area had all been killed. Even some of the Celestial Wolf Race members supervising from the depths had been slaughtered, yet none of these miners had tried to escape. It was quite strange.
