Although green light was circling around the area, in front of the ancestral hall, the Spiritual Light was shining brightly. However, Xueyang was in no mood to admire it.
Zong Shou's Nine silver-colored Fox Tails danced in the sky, making his body look more and more extraordinary.
In his eyes, it wasn't beautiful. The scenes ahead of him only made him feel horrified.
He couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, his fingernails stabbing deep into his own flesh.
As expected! This Zong Shou was really the Emperor descendant of the Nine Tail Race! He was the person closest to the ancient Fox Race ancestor!
His heart was filled with fear and also an intense unwillingness and sense of unfairness!
Why did it have to be him?