Judging by the name, this person was obviously Li Tianpao's brother.
"Right, Li Tianpao is my younger brother."
Li Tianhao smiled with deep meaning.
Su Yang nodded and said nothing.
This guy really had remarkable composure; when Lou Xueer introduced him earlier, he hadn't shown the slightest reaction.
As they talked, the group walked deeper into the ruins.
The further they went, the more surprised they became. Aside from the spiritual energy baptism in front of the stone pillars and those few Tianyang grass plants, there were no other treasures in this ruin at all.
Li Tianhao finally lost his patience and made his move.
"The greatest treasure in this ruin is probably that spiritual energy baptism at the entrance, but unfortunately, it was forcibly interrupted by certain people."
"Their intentions are utterly detestable."
The others didn't respond, but their expressions were somewhat complex; no doubt their thoughts were much like Li Tianhao's.
Even Su Yang himself couldn't help feeling a trace of doubt. Could the Jade Qilin have sensed wrongly?
Just as Su Yang was pondering this, a loud boom echoed out. Raising his eyes, he saw the spiritual energy behind them rapidly converging.
It finally transformed into the shape of a fox, about half a meter tall.
The group was instantly startled, going on full alert.
The fox's form floated in mid-air, emitting a rich aura of spiritual energy that faintly resonated with the spiritual energy inside everyone's bodies.
"Do not harbor any thoughts of resistance. The spiritual energy within your bodies shares the same origin as mine."
"You are all my subjects. Surrender to me, and I can help you ascend to divinity."
"Kneel."
When the fox form reached its final words, a wave of spiritual power enveloped the group.
Everyone felt the spiritual energy within them surge, seemingly beyond their control, while a stubborn thought struck straight at their hearts.
Kneel, kneel, kneel.
Kneel and you can become a god.
Li Tianhao and Lou Xueer had the weakest cultivation, and their knees had already begun to bend, on the verge of collapsing to the ground in the next moment.
"You're courting death."
In the nick of time, Lin Ziyin let out a cold cry.
Her long sword was in her hand before anyone noticed, and a chilling aura spread outward.
She charged straight toward the fox.
"Kneel to you? Are you an idiot?"
Su Yang had just tested the fox's realm, but he couldn't sense it at all.
When this kind of result happened, there were only two possibilities: either the opponent possessed a secret technique to conceal its aura, or the opponent's realm far exceeded his own.
The latter possibility was obviously much greater.
Yet at this moment, he made the exact opposite decision and began hurling insults.
Even as he spoke, he was trying in his Consciousness Sea to add points to Cloud Rolling Thousand Illusions; if he could master it, it would definitely be a huge boost for him.
The Fire Qilin was his trump card, and if he didn't have to use it, it was best not to.
...
"Shut your mouth."
Li Tianhao wished he could strangle Su Yang.
Did this idiot even know what he was doing?
If they provoked the opponent into anger, they wouldn't even have the chance to surrender.
However, it was all too late. The fox form was clearly enraged, and a white, swirling vortex suddenly appeared.
It fiercely disrupted the spiritual power within everyone's bodies, making it somewhat difficult for them to execute their martial skills smoothly.
"Kneel, and be spared from death."
The fox still clung to its obsession.
This actually made Su Yang wonder: did kneeling somehow bring great benefits to this beast?
It was obviously not the time to ponder such things, though. In the span of just a few breaths, aside from Lin Ziyin, who could still put up a direct fight, the rest of the group could only engage in hit-and-run tactics.
And as the spiritual power rippled violently, their movements became increasingly clumsy.
Su Yang was sent flying back with a heavy blow. He climbed back to his feet and continued to curse:
"Oh, are you angry? Those three pillars at the entrance—aren't they your tail? A bald-tailed fox, you're fucking ugly."
...
"If you want to die, don't drag us down with you. You..."
Li Tianhao felt like he was losing his mind, regretting that he hadn't killed this guy earlier.
Cursing like this was clearly courting certain death.
Before he could finish, however, he heard Lin Ziyin say:
"Let him keep cursing. This monster is getting weaker."
At Lin Ziyin's words, everyone was stunned. Reflecting on it, they realized that the fox was indeed weakening.
Moreover, every time it unleashed its power, it grew even feebler; by now, its disturbance to their spiritual energy had weakened considerably.
Could this be the effect of a "verbal battle"?
Li Tianhao couldn't quite comprehend it, but he shut his mouth nonetheless.
Even though the fox's strength was declining, the group still held no distinct advantage.
"Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeiture, flesh puppets are not entirely out of the question."
As the fox spoke, its entire aura suddenly surged.
A chilling aura of death instantly enveloped everyone.
Panic gripped their souls, and they all realized the monster had truly developed a killing intent.
Yet at this moment, their spiritual energy was thoroughly disrupted, leaving them with no power to fight back.
They could only watch helplessly as a blade formed from spiritual power took shape above their heads.
The immense pressure caused the exact same thought to surface in the depths of everyone's minds.
They couldn't block it; they were going to die.
"Die."
Just as Su Yang was preparing to have the Fire Qilin save the day, he heard Lin Ziyin give an angry shout.
Immediately afterward, a powerful aura enveloped the entire area.
It was a match for the pressure the fox form had emitted when it first appeared.
Su Yang's pupils constricted. As expected, they had their own trump cards as well.
Right now, Lin Ziyin was holding a Zhenwu Stone in her hand.
As the highest combatant on the field, Lin Ziyin's combat suit was already torn, with blood slightly seeping through.
"Humph, you think a Zhenwu Stone from a Tier 3 Martial Artist is enough to make me back down?"
The fox form spoke, but the body formed by spiritual energy began to disperse...
"Trying to run?"
Lin Ziyin gave a cold shout, and the Zhenwu Stone in her hand instantly flashed with a beam of light.
The light formed a long sword, slashing directly at the dispersing fox form.
Boom...
The air rippled violently, a fierce gale swirling and blasting the figures of the group back several meters...
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Retreating in haste, the group saw that the spiritual energy in the air had been more than half obliterated, with the remainder shattering into pieces.
"Is it dead?"
Someone spoke up.
Yet none of them answered; this thing was far too bizarre, and for the moment, none of them could judge for sure.
A moment later, when no abnormality occurred, the few of them let out long breaths of relief.
It looked like it was indeed dead.
Lin Ziyin also relaxed her tense nerves, her body unable to help swaying slightly.
She had blocked the vast majority of the attacks during the battle just now. If not for the amplification of a high-tier Breathing Technique, she probably would have already exhausted her last reserves.
Even so, she was barely holding on now.
Seeing this, Lou Xueer hurried forward to support her.
Su Yang stood there, looking around. The Jade Qilin had clearly told him via thought transmission just now:
Although that aura had grown faint, it had not completely disappeared.
In other words, the fox form was not dead yet; it had merely hidden itself somewhere.
"Let's get out of here first."
Lin Ziyin spoke up.
She now saw things clearly: this ruin was nothing more than a trap—completely a snare set by the fox form.
The group quickly reached the white pillars. Moving past them should mean they were out of this ruin.
Li Tianhao lagged at the very rear, his gaze falling upon the three stalks of Lingyang grass.
"You guys go ahead. I'll take these three stalks of Lingyang grass."
Lin Ziyin was just about to stop him when she saw that Li Tianhao had already made his move, pulling one of them out.
Boom...
The entire ruin trembled violently.
The pulled stalk of Lingyang grass rapidly withered, while the white spiritual energy in the air surged rapidly, beginning to condense...
"Not good..."
Mo Rufeng's expression changed drastically. If the fox form managed to reconstitute itself, they would undoubtedly be dead without a doubt.