Warning: Mildly explicit description of death, minor characters dying a not nice death, the ten-tailed fox is his own warning.
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In a complete show of faith towards Hu Lijing's unwillingness to bring harm upon him, Long ZhenHai did not move an inch from his position. Even as the ten-tailed fox watched him with blood thirsty viciousness in his crimson eyes, not a single muscle in his body twitched.
Loosely extending his arm towards the dragon, the ten-tailed fallen fox deity opened his hand, palm facing the sky that was now in the amber hues of destruction and chaos, he smiled slightly.
Despite sensing the undulated malice pouring out of the ten-tailed fox's person, the water-borne dragon didn't even flinch.
