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Chapter 705 Heavenly Fox Saint Mother
Deep in the Jade Cold Mountain, the snow valley is silent, with only the mournful sound of the cold wind whistling through the icicles.

Zhou Chen, a disciple of the Zixiao Palace, stood at the core of the formation, his solemn expression mixed with an barely suppressed excitement.

He looked around at the Zhou Tian Star Array that had already been set up, and saw that runes outlined with starlight and spiritual power were flowing and shining in the snow, echoing the sundial and stars that were faintly visible in the sky, and converging into an overwhelming and irresistible force.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and shouted loudly:
"Fellow disciples, follow me into battle and vanquish this demonic aura!"

Before he finished speaking, he and three other disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace simultaneously formed hand seals, pouring their spiritual power into the array plate without reservation.

"Om-!"

A deep, resounding boom echoed through the snow valley, and the Zhou Tian Star Array was suddenly illuminated! Countless dazzling pillars of starlight shot into the sky from the array, intertwining and converging in mid-air, miraculously transforming into a dazzling constellation under the bright blue sky.

The stars shift and turn, exuding a vast and majestic aura.

"Seven Stars Exorcise Evil, Arise!"

Zhou Chen pointed his sword at the most majestic mountain in the distance, shrouded in a vast expanse of snow and mist—that was the legendary abode of the Heavenly Fox Mother.

In an instant, dozens of stars within the constellation changed, trailing dazzling tails of light, tearing through the sky like real meteors and celestial fire.

With an overwhelming force capable of destroying everything, it crashed down towards the snow-capped peak.

The light was so intense that it illuminated the entire snow valley as if it were daytime, and the scorching heat waves made everyone's faces tense even from a great distance.

Following the meteor shower, Zhou Chen pointed his fingers like a sword and shouted, "Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire, burn!"

From the center of that rotating starry sky, a purple celestial fire as thick as a child's arm emerged like a dragon from the abyss, twisting the air and emitting a high temperature sufficient to melt gold and iron. It arrived first after the others, and together with dozens of meteorites, covered the entire summit of the snow-capped peak.

At the same time, the disciples of the Azure Sword Sect, not to be outdone, shouted in unison, "Cloud Splitting Sword Formation, activate!"

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

A dozen flying swords were unsheathed at the same time, transforming into streaks of dazzling sword light of various colors. These sword lights did not disperse, but instead rapidly converged and intertwined in the air, eventually condensing into a gigantic, unparalleled giant sword of azure light.

Sword energy crisscrossed around the giant sword, cutting through the air with a hissing sound, and then, like a divine weapon splitting the heavens and earth, it slashed towards the snow-capped peak at the waist.

Meteor shower, heavenly fire, giant sword... these three deadly moves almost sealed off all directions of the snow peak. Their immense power was enough to level a mountain range.

Seeing this, all the cultivators showed excitement and anticipation, as if they could already see the fox demon's lair reduced to dust under such an attack.

However, faced with this combined attack that could change the very landscape, the majestic snow-capped peak remained serene.

Just as the attack was about to strike, the snow-covered peaks and surrounding snowstorm seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, suddenly accelerating and spinning, forming a huge snowstorm tornado that stretched from the sky to the earth.

Even more astonishing is that the eternal ice and snow on the summit seemed to come alive, rising up with a roar and transforming into an incomparably thick ice and snow monument.

The monument is covered with mysterious Dao patterns, emanating an ancient and unyielding aura of extreme cold.

“Rumble——!!!”

The meteorite struck the monument with a deafening roar, but it only shattered into a shower of ice crystals and snow powder, failing to shake its foundation.

The purple celestial fire crashed into the snowstorm, like a mud ox entering the sea; the flames quickly dimmed and went out, leaving only large swaths of white water vapor.

The giant azure sword struck the monument, producing a sickening metallic clang. Sword energy and ice shards flew everywhere, but it eventually exhausted its strength and was forcefully deflected, transforming back into a dozen or so slightly dim flying swords that shot back.

The combined attack of everyone was so easily neutralized.

The excitement on the faces of the cultivators froze instantly, turning into astonishment and disbelief.

"Roar--!"

Before they could recover from their shock, a wild and alluring shriek came from the direction of the snow-capped peaks.

Immediately, hundreds of white figures appeared like ghosts from behind the snow-covered rocks, moving so fast that they left only afterimages on the snow.

In the blink of an eye, the snow valley where everyone was located was completely surrounded.

Upon closer inspection, they were hundreds of fox spirits that had already taken human form.

Most of them retain a human form, but have fluffy fox ears and swaying, bushy fox tails.

Their eyes are long and narrow, with vertical pupils that gleam with cunning and cold light.

Holding various weapons or gleaming claws, their bodies exuded a demonic aura, blending seamlessly into the icy world and adding to their eeriness.

The four fox demons at the head of the pack possessed an exceptionally powerful aura, far surpassing their kind.

It has a robust physique, like a giant, with bulging muscles all over its body covered with stiff white hairs like steel needles. Its claws are as big as palm fans, with dark blue nails, which are obviously highly poisonous.

Some were graceful and alluring, with captivating eyes that could steal one's soul. A pink mist swirled around them, and even a whiff of it could make one's blood boil and one's mind sway. Another demon moved with lightning speed, running on all fours like a white bolt of lightning, leaving transparent tearing marks in the air where her claws passed.

The last one appeared older, holding a crooked ice crystal wooden staff with a constantly spinning blue ice bead embedded at the top, radiating a chilling aura.

As soon as these four demons appeared, without even uttering a word, they led hundreds of fox spirits and surged towards the well-prepared cultivators like a tidal wave.

The war broke out instantly.

In an instant, a burst of spiritual light flashed in the snow valley, and demonic energy soared into the sky.

The flying sword collided with the sharp claws, producing a piercing clang.

The Taoist talismans and foxfire poisonous mist collided in the air, creating a continuous roar.

Figures clashed, and blood quickly stained the pristine snow.

The burly fox demon roared as it charged into the Qingjian Sect disciples. Wielding its poisonous claws, it forcefully knocked away two flying swords that were slashing at it. With a swift stroke, it disemboweled a Qingjian Sect disciple who couldn't dodge in time, creating a gruesome scene.

The alluring fox spirit emitted seductive music, and pink mist spread. Two disciples of the Ancient Moon Sect were instantly dazed and turned their magical weapons to attack their fellow disciples, causing chaos. Although they were knocked unconscious in time, they were rendered unable to fight.

The swift fox demon moved like a ghost through the crowd, specifically targeting cultivators who were casting spells and incantations. A Xuanlei Sect disciple was pierced through the heart from behind before he could finish his incantation.

The old fox wielding the staff slammed his ice crystal wooden staff into the ground, and sharp ice shards shot out from the ground like a rainstorm, instantly turning the two rogue cultivators into sieves.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen activated the Star Array, and streaks of starlight wrapped around the burly fox demon like chains, restricting its movements.

The disciples of the Azure Sword Sect reassembled their sword formation, the sword light forming a net that trapped the swift fox demon. The disciples of the Ancient Moon Sect joined forces to chant incantations, their purifying light attempting to dispel the pink demonic mist and counter the ice-based demonic magic of the old fox wielding a staff.

Disciples of the Xuanlei Sect unleashed lightning, bombarding the area teeming with fox demons. Rogue cultivators also displayed their unique abilities, unleashing their magical treasures and talismans.

Jiang Wenjing stood at the edge of the battlefield, as if there was an invisible barrier around him. Whether it was the dissipating magic power, the splattered blood, or the raging demonic wind, they all quietly slid away when they approached him, without staining his blue robe in the slightest.

His gaze swept calmly across the chaotic battlefield, occasionally nodding or shaking his head slightly.

"The Zhou Tian Xing Chen Formation of Zi Xiao Palace only has the form but not the spirit. It is merely a facade. It can only trap enemies, but it is not enough to kill them."

"The Qingjian Sect's sword formation is sharp but lacks variety. When it encounters a monster that excels in speed, it becomes ineffective."

"As for these fox demons... they can control wind and snow, and are skilled in illusion and ice. They have indeed inherited some of the true teachings of the Qingqiu lineage in the North. The four leaders are almost at the level of great demons. Unfortunately, although they have gained intelligence, their fighting style is still wild and untamed."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of many cultivators. Their expressions changed upon hearing it, yet they could not refute it.

The fierce battle lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Thanks to the large formation they had set up beforehand and the advantage of their combined efforts, the cultivators gradually regained their footing and began to counterattack.

Zhou Chen seized an opportunity, gathered all the power of the formation, and a condensed starlight spear shot out suddenly, instantly piercing the chest of the swift fox demon who was entangled with the sword formation, pinning it firmly to the snow, its demon blood gushing out and freezing instantly.

Bound by the Star Chains, the burly fox demon was swept away by a torrent of flying swords from the Azure Sword Sect, its massive head flying into the sky. The old fox wielding the staff, while casting its demonic spell, was struck by several bolts of lightning summoned by the Profound Thunder Sect, its body charred black, its staff broken, and it collapsed dead.

Only the alluring fox woman, seeing the situation was dire, transformed into a wisp of pink smoke, endured several spells from the Ancient Moon Sect, and, spitting blood, vanished into the vast snowstorm in the blink of an eye.

With three of their commanders dead and one fleeing, the remaining fox spirits' morale collapsed instantly. They let out a terrified scream and scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing into the mountains and forests without a trace.

The snow valley was temporarily calmed down, leaving behind only a mess, the corpses of dozens of fox demons and seven or eight cultivators, and an overwhelming stench of blood.

Most of the cultivators who survived the calamity were injured and had exhausted their spiritual energy, but their faces were filled with the joy and excitement of victory.

"What Heavenly Fox Mother? The demons under her command are nothing more than this!"

"Haha, let's see if these monsters still dare to be arrogant!"

Zhou Chen's face was slightly pale, and his breathing was a little disordered, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. He cupped his hands in the direction of Jiang Wen, and although he did not speak, his smugness was evident.

However, just as everyone began to clean up the battlefield, and some were even eager to search for the fox demon's lair.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure, like an ancient, slumbering mountain, suddenly awoke from the summit of that majestic snow-capped peak and then crashed down.

The oppressive aura was like a mountain descending, causing everyone's souls to tremble and their eyes to become dizzy.

In an instant, the sounds of the wind, the falling snow, and even the heartbeats of everyone in the snow valley seemed to freeze.

All cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level, felt a sudden heaviness around them, as if they were carrying a mountain of immense weight. Their spiritual energy flowed sluggishly, and those with weaker cultivation levels even collapsed to their knees in the snow, their faces pale, cold sweat pouring down their backs, and their eyes filled with endless fear.

Even Zhou Chen, who had been so full of vigor just moments before, was now trembling violently, his face drained of color, and he barely managed to stay upright. He looked up at the snow-capped peak, his pupils filled with nothing but horror.

The entire snow valley was deathly silent. Only Jiang Wen, his green robes still fluttering, calmly gazed in the direction from which the oppressive aura emanated.

"It really is Bai Jing." Sensing Bai Jing's aura, Jiang Wen was overjoyed, but he did not act rashly and instead observed the situation.

(End of this chapter)