In truth, One-tailed didn't know why his True Form was being suppressed, either. Initially, she had intended to follow her master's orders and kill him directly. But unexpectedly, his True Form had activated automatically, barely saving his life. And now, he had just collapsed to the ground, posing almost no threat.
Through the Netherworld, she could sense his True Form struggling. It was still trying to break free and fight back. In reality, however, his True Form was facing the Nine-tailed Fox God directly, trembling all over like a cowardly insect.
It was like the most despicable villain in the world finally meeting a god from the High Heavens, trembling in fear. Perhaps that was why his True Form dared not emerge. "Trash is trash. There's nothing more to say."
One-tailed didn't want to say any more. For her, there was nothing to care about. Since he had dared to attack her with such pure killing intent, there was no reason to spare him.
