Hua Rong looked at the black power wrapped around his body with a gloomy expression.

"No one can hold me back!"

She looked up and roared, her features changing, and she transformed into the appearance of a fox.

From the fox's face, one could almost see pain and defiance.

Nine red tails spread endlessly, blotting out the sky.

Hua Rong completely transformed into her original form, a terrifyingly large, pure red fox.

Foxes of white are considered the most noble, while foxes of other colors are considered to be of inferior blood.

As the only red fox in the world, it was feared by the white foxes, who chose to banish it.

And as it turns out, the red fox is indeed stronger than the white fox.

After being abandoned by the fox clan, it eventually ended up in Huangqi Forest.

There, it encountered a "hybrid demon" who had also been banished by various races.

They share the same plight, yet also the same desire to become stronger.

While other demons were still under the protection of their clans, they had already experienced countless life-or-death crises.

The path of demon cultivation is a struggle against fate.

And they not only fight against the heavens, but also against fate, and against those so-called purebred demons.

"Aww—"

Nine large red tails were wrapped in thick black energy, and the tails seemed to be burned the moment they were touched.

Hua Rong transformed back into human form, but her nine crimson tails, which blotted out the sky, remained.

She watched coldly, and suddenly a sword appeared in her hand. With a light swing, she cut off five tails.

The five severed tails flew towards the black energy, transforming into five ring-shaped objects that tightly bound the black energy.

The black energy seemed to be enraged, surging rapidly like a sudden change in the weather.

Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to be filled with an evil force.

That force, carrying all sorts of negative emotions, assailed Hua Rong.

Fear, cruelty, sorrow, sadness, despair...

"Heh." Hua Rong scoffed coldly, "Although I can't get rid of you, you think something that's managed to escape can deal with me?"

She did not resist, but spread her arms and let the forces come at her.

But she remained clear-headed throughout.

With no memory, no past, she was like an observer from outside the vast world.

Whether it's hope or despair, what does it have to do with her?

She just wanted to stay alive and do something to pass the time in her boring life.

Greatness has nothing to do with her.

She wouldn't want something so insignificant.

The dark power trapped by the five red tails seemed to roar, struggling against them relentlessly.

Hua Rong remained expressionless, and once again swung his sword, severing three fox tails.

"I never want to see you again in this world!"

[555, 555, boss, why did you have to do this? You're about to die, can't you just die peacefully? This palace is fine too, the pain of losing your tail is worse than having your heart ripped out! All for a man? Is it worth it?]

Hua Rong's expression remained unchanged. He put away his only red tail and flew swiftly out of the palace.

Her face and lips were very pale, devoid of color, and she seemed to be aging rapidly; even her hair was turning white.

Hua Rong raised an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering: "I still owe him a wish, and he still owes me his heart!"

What followed was agonizing for Hua Rong.

She was getting older and older, half of her hair had turned white, and there were no visible wounds on her body.

But beneath the path, drops of blood burned a trail.

Hua Rong didn't care.

She was going to die soon anyway, and she didn't want to break her promise.

"Hehehe!"

Suddenly, laughter rang out, carrying with it an extreme chill.

Hua Rong stopped, her gaze icy as she looked ahead.

"Hehehe."

A woman dressed in a palace-style outfit walked step by step through the air, her waist twisting exaggeratedly, making her beautiful face appear vulgar.

Hua Rong knew this person.

Li Meiren is a snake spirit.

"Your Majesty, why are you so weak and ugly? Oh dear, there's a smell of blood. Are you injured?"

"Get out of the way!" Hua Rong said indifferently.

The snake demon's eyes immediately turned into vertical pupils, staring coldly at Hua Rong.

"Hmph! You wasted one of my most precious treasures just to come out. Now I'll make you pay with your inner core!"

The snake spirit instantly transformed into its original form, a giant snake resembling a mountain, with torrential rain falling on its scales, reflecting a cold light.

Hua Rong slightly raised her lips, her expression full of sarcasm.

Although she fought against the dark forces for half a year and cut off her eight tails, she was not someone that a mere five-thousand-year-old snake spirit could bully.

With a thought, Fangjie appeared.

Several of the treasures that were incompatible with snakes flew out and headed towards the snake spirit.

A hint of fear appeared in the snake spirit's vertically elongated pupils.

"ah--"

With a short cry, the once imposing snake demon vanished before Hua Rong's eyes, leaving only an egg-sized inner core, gleaming with black light, floating in the air.

[Boss, eat it quickly! That way you won't bleed anymore! 555, your life force is rapidly draining away! If this continues, you'll die!]

As the boundary disappeared, Hua Rong's body swayed as if she were about to fall, causing her to tremble in fright.

However, Hua Rong quickly stood up straight again.

She lost her beauty, and her black hair turned white, but her temperament remained outstanding.

Like flying snow, enough to cover the mountains and rivers for a season.

Hua Rong reached out, and the black inner core appeared in her hand.

Eat it! Eat it now! Or you'll die!

Hua Rong ignored him and with a forceful movement, the five-thousand-year-old inner core turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

[...]

That's a five-thousand-year-old inner elixir!

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