Tu Shan Yaya stood with her head held high, radiating an air of utter confidence.
Though surrounded by numbers, her gaze was fixed only on herself—she cared little for the many eyes watching her.
Wangquan Hegemony, dressed all in white, stood braced against the wind, his eyes fixed on the ice spreading beneath his feet.
A solemn expression clouded his features.
Within a ten-mile radius, everything was frozen solid.
The intensity of this icy power made it clear: none present could hope to match this fox demon.
Is she really telling the truth...?
But what, exactly, was a "chief priest"?
Based on the current information, Wangquan Hegemony could only guess: these fox demons must be preparing to perform so sort of ritual.
That ant the little fox demon before him—the "chief priest"—must be the one to oversee the ceremony.
Slowly, a sly smile ford on his lips.
The little fox might be strong, but he trusted in his father’s abilities, and in the elders of the Yiqi Dao League—especially those from the Shenhuo Family.
As long as they combined the demon-slaying pure sun flas with divine fire, they should be able to subdue this Tu Shan Yaya.
The Demon King, Tu Shan Honghong, was still away. If they captured her sister now, they’d have the leverage needed to negotiate with the monsters.
This was their only chance.
As Wangquan Hegemony looked up, he caught Dongfang Guyue’s gaze—both understood each other instantly.
Their plan was set.
anwhile, Tu Shan Yaya remained blissfully unaware of the imminent danger, relishing the fear and awe reflected in the Yiqi Dao League’s eyes.
No wonder everyone loves being king. This feeling... it’s intoxicating.
"It seems you’re the chief priest of the Eternal Cult. I’ve heard so much about you..." Wangquan Hegemony said smoothly, masking his intentions behind a courteous smile.
His right hand, gripping his sword behind his back, was ready to strike at any mont.
Beside him, Dongfang Guyue gathered the pure Yang Flas, ready to follow up with a devastating attack.
"Flattery won’t help you," Tu Shan Yaya replied coolly. "You’ve all sneaked into Tushan territory—if you can’t give a reason, none of you will leave alive.
My sister says humans and monsters can live together in peace, but you’re clearly not here to watch a ceremony."
Her eyes swept over the tent, her voice cold and deadly.
At the sa ti, countless fox demons appeared atop the distant mountain ridges, each radiating a powerful demonic aura.
Their gazes fixed on the Yiqi Dao League below, the atmosphere beca unbearably tense.
Even Wangquan Hegemony found his steps heavy under the suffocating pressure, but he forced a smile and replied,
"Master Priest, you misunderstand. Your sister’s actions have caused quite a stir—gathering the four great demon clans together. If we humans did nothing, it would look bad, don’t you think?"
He barely finished speaking before he sprang into action.
"Sword Intent—Royal Power!"
In a flash, Wangquan Hegemony and his blade beca one, darting straight for Tu Shan Yaya’s abdon.
He was only aiming to capture her, not kill.
"Pure Sun Fla!"
Dongfang Guyue moved like a shadow, unleashing his clan’s strongest fire attack to support the assault.
The rest of the Yiqi Dao League moved just as quickly. As soon as Wangquan Hegemony acted, they all joined the offensive.
Tu Shan Yaya was stunned.
Weren’t these people terrified of my power? Why do they dare attack?
Searing sword energy and burning pure sun fla—each attack deadly to monsters—converged on her.
"Stop!"
The leader of the Yiqi Dao League realized the situation had spun out of control, but it was too late to halt the attacks.
Nearly a hundred strikes rained down on Tu Shan Yaya’s small fra, enveloping her in smoke and fla.
The leader glared at Wangquan Hegemony, furious:
"Who told you to attack? Dongfang Guyue, you too—this girl is no fighter! If you kill her, do you know what kind of disaster you’ll bring?"
"I just wanted to catch her, not—" Wangquan Hegemony started, but even he was shaken.
That fearso Tushan fox demon...
He hadn’t expected her not to react at all.
"You’ve really ssed things up this ti... Go check if you’ve done any serious damage—quickly!"
Wangquan Hegemony shrugged and walked into the swirling smoke. He took three steps—and then felt a chilling pain spear through him.
It was as if an icy spike had impaled his body, freezing him from soul to marrow.
He coughed, blood trickling from his lips, and looked down to see a shard of ice had pierced his abdon.
This fox demon had survived a hundred attacks—sun fla and all—without falling!
A breeze swept the battlefield.
Tu Shan Yaya erged from the smoke, her dress in tatters, barely clinging to her small fra.
She wasn’t unscathed—her entire body was bruised and bloodied, one eye blinded by the pure Yang Fla. But the wounds closed before their eyes, healing with supernatural speed.
Yet, as her right eye bled and her body trembled, a dreadful, ferocious aura enveloped her.
Chill radiated from her every step.
Her bare feet pressed into the earth; wherever she walked, ice spread, then cracked.
"My sister was wrong... Yes, there are good people among humans. But most are two-faced—they smile at you, but plot behind your back."
"You wanted to kill ..."
"I actually wanted to share the Eternal ditation with you, to invite you as teachers. But since you’re so blind to kindness, then you should all prepare to die."
Tu Shan Yaya’s voice, once soft and sweet, was now harsh as a midnight wind.
She turned to Wangquan Hegemony, who stared back in terror, and clenched her tiny fist.
"Don’t...!" he pleaded.
With a click, the ice consud him, shattering his body into thousands of frozen fragnts.
"Before you worry about others, you’d better consider your own life..."
In a blink, Tu Shan Yaya appeared before the leader of the Yiqi Dao League, the divine Frost technique pushed to its absolute limit.
One by one, mbers of the League turned into ice sculptures.
But this ti, Tu Shan Yaya didn’t kill them outright—she froze them solid, holding them captive.
She now resembled an ancient demon goddess of ice and snow, and everywhere she passed, everything turned cold.
No spell, sword, or technique could touch her.
Even Dongfang Guyue’s legendary pure sun fla froze on contact, falling to the earth as a spray of frosted petals.
"You old fool... you ruined my eye. Now die for it!"
Tu Shan Yaya appeared in front of Dongfang Guyue, her small hands morphing into razor claws aid straight for his eyes.
She wasn’t planning to freeze him—this ti, she ant to kill.
"Wait—please, stop!"
Dongfang Huaizhu threw herself in front of her father and the fox demon, her delicate face full of terror, the holy fire crest on her brow blazing brightly.
Tu Shan Yaya paused—not out of rcy, but because she noticed Huaizhu’s beauty and the rare mark of a Yunying Body.
To her, all humans were now little more than resources, offerings for her God.
"Not bad... You look good. You have the Yunying Body. I’ll give you a chance to beco a sacrifice to my God, and in return, I’ll let your father live.
Refuse, and I’ll tear him to pieces right here."
The icy aura deepened.
Dongfang Huaizhu dared not refuse—she knew if she said no, her father’s life would end instantly.
She had seen firsthand: the fox demons of Tushan, empowered by their faith, were now invincible.
Dongfang Huaizhu knelt before Tu Shan Yaya and choked out, "I’m willing..."
Soon after, the frozen captives—including Dongfang Huaizhu—were taken away by other fox demons and marched off to Tushan.
The southern monster clans, who had arrived early and witnessed the whole event, watched in awe and dread.
Huandu Qingtian exhaled slowly.
"So this is the power of Tushan... It’s unbelievable—she subdues the mighty Yiqi Dao League as if they were nothing."
"My lord, our attitude must be even more humble now," one elder whispered.
"Yes, yes, absolutely," Qingtian agreed.
Within monts, they reached Tushan.
The once-arrogant monster clans entered the city with the ekness of hamsters, and the fox demons who watched from the shadows were left speechless.
The great elders, however, could only sneer in silent contempt.
Half a month later, Tu Shan Honghong returned—Cui Yuling at her side.
Neither was prepared for what awaited them.
First, they were greeted by the arrival of the Sand Fox Clan and the southern Yao Clan.
Tu Shan Honghong was baffled:
Why do they all look so scared? I know I threatened them a little, but there’s no need to act so pitiful...
A strange sense of foreboding rose in her chest.
She beca a streak of fire, rushing to their quarters—and was shocked by the sight that greeted her:
Hundreds of cages, hanging from the trees.
Inside each one, a mber of the Yiqi Dao League, frozen or bound.
"What’s going on? Tu Shan Yaya—!"
Tu Shan Honghong turned back, her ideals of peace between humans and monsters in ruins.
How did things get so bad?
"Sister, co to the palace. I’m waiting for you..."
Tu Shan Yaya’s voice held an unfamiliar coldness.
The palace—a new shrine, built for the three Tushan sisters.
Honghong entered, and saw a small figure on the throne—adorable in size, but dressed in rags, her one remaining eye cold and filled with a strange, unfamiliar emotion.
"You... what happened to you?"
"It’s simple, sister. After you left, these people ca looking for trouble. I just wanted to intimidate them and then teach them about ditation, maybe invite them as guests.
But they took advantage of my kindness—they attacked .
Hundreds of attacks... pure Yang flas... all landed on at once.
Sister, do you know...?
It really hurt."
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