The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Bloodline, even if it only had three tails, possessed immeasurable combat strength.
The Heavenly Fox had unimaginable talent in controlling the spiritual will.
Bai Wuhen stood in front of Han Muye. If not for her gaze, he would not have been able to sense her existence.
At this moment, other than Xiang Lingshuang, Han Muye, and the others, all the demons within the 10-mile radius were prostrating on the ground.
"Bai Wuhen, what a good name." Han Muye looked at the girl transformed from the Heavenly Fox and nodded gently.
Hearing his words, Bai Wuhen's eyes flashed with nostalgia. She said in a low voice, "Actually, I really want to stay in the Sword Pavilion and steal a few spiritual rocks to become a carefree little white fox."
Speaking of this, her expression became even more complicated. "I wonder if I can see Xiaoxuan again in this life…"
Gao Xiaoxuan!