Despite the Sovereign Fox Lord's oppressive aura and bloodthirsty nature, he had not ruled the Huli Jing with an iron fist. Quite the opposite, in fact. He had been just and wise with his decisions, bringing prosperity to the dying Bai clan.
Thus, the celestial fox gods had always tiptoed around their Sovereign Lord. They had lived and breathed in fear whenever they approached him, but they did it willingly, with great respect, not wishing for any other to replace him.
However, the suffocating air of malevolence that the Sovereign Lord had always carried with him had currently diminished. It was definitely there under the surface, if one looked hard enough.
Yet it seemed as though his oppressive aura had been reduced to a mere humming threat vibrating in the wind.
Xiao An Hua, Xiao An Fei, and Bai Yu had simultaneously regarded their Lord with their own sense of spiritual awareness.
