Not long after Wen Yan and the others left, a mountain vehicle stopped on this open ground. The newcomer tried to head towards the White Fox Clan's territory.
But as soon as he took three steps along the right path, the way ahead turned into countless drifting fragments of void, scaring him into a quick retreat.
Then, the newcomer hurriedly made a phone call.
"The White Fox Clan's territory is finished, the road has shattered.
Literally shattered! Shattered, you get it?
Who the hell knows who they've pissed off, even the road is broken now."
...
Inside the White Fox Clan territory, the atmosphere was still heavy— all three elderly clan members who stayed at home had died in one breath.
Even the fox demons second in rank only to the elders, more than half of them had died as well.
All that remained were a bunch of useless little foxes, or unreliable young fox demons.
Now, the only ones left who could actually take charge were the great foxes who walked the beast form path.
