About a dozen feet away, a tall figure clad in dark black armor stood there, hunching forward slightly. The once square face was completely distorted, the nose shortened and darkened, the chin sharpened, and the ears lengthened. He looked just like a fox.
More eerily, in the middle of his forehead, the flesh split open, revealing an amber vertical eye.
"Three-eyed Demon Fox, you're still alive!?" Shen Luo blurted out.
The demon fox ignored his question, its gaze fixed on the pond behind him, seemingly preoccupied with the golden finger bone.
"His aura is somewhat strange?" After retreating two steps and standing shoulder to shoulder with Shen Luo, Zhui Tou said, somewhat bewildered.
"It's a Three-eyed Fox Demon that has possessed a monk's body. I thought they perished together..." As Shen Luo spoke, he signaled to Zhui Tou.
The Three-eyed Fox Demon caught a glimpse of this, a hint of mockery flashed in its eyes, it broke out in a gritty voice.
