As the third layer of the Nine-tailed Fox's pupils ignited with ice-blue Fox Fire, the Ink-Scale Python lay coiled atop the inverted Weak Water Celestial River. Projections of nine rivers stretched across the sky, forming an impenetrable cordon around the battlefield. Within each waterway bobbed thousands of Bronze Coffins—Soul-Suppressing Magical Artifacts the Tai Python had spent eighty thousand years collecting.
CLANG—
The Tai Mang Golden Claw ripped open the void, and the nine rivers instantly solidified into a Profound Ice Cage. The Jade Marrow Cloud Layer beneath the Nine-tailed Fox's feet abruptly transformed into Weak Water, from which countless pale arms emerged, their fingertips radiating a Netherworld Cold Qi capable of corroding a cultivator's very foundation. In response, the Big Dipper at the tip of a Fox Tail shattered, its stardust morphing into seven Breaking Army Spears that punched spiderweb cracks into the Weak Water prison.
