Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

Su Chang'an knelt on one knee outside Luoyan Town. The blade of the Taiyin Magic Sword pierced deeply into the frozen earth, and the ice around the sword cracked, making a soft sound.

Snowflakes fell on her red dress. They didn't melt, but simply accumulated on her shoulders and in her hair. She gasped for breath, her breath turning into white mist in the air. The tearing sensation from forcibly traversing time and space still throbbed in her nerve endings, the pain reaching her very bones, gnawing at every inch of her flesh.

She gripped the hilt, trying to draw the magic sword to support herself and stand upright. Just as her arm muscles tensed, everything around her froze.

Snowflakes falling from mid-air hovered eerily in place. They maintained various tilted postures, frozen in mid-air by an invisible force. The howling wind also vanished completely at the same instant.

The world fell into a suffocating silence. There was no sound, no movement. Only absolute stillness.

"What the hell? Is this supposed to be a warm welcome ceremony?" Su Chang'an thought to himself coldly.

Without warning, an invisible yet immense repulsive force crashed down from all directions.

This was completely different from the viscous, erosive feeling of the river of time. This was the real world of three thousand years ago, instinctively driving her away. She was an anomaly, an outcast of this era, a deadly threat that had forcibly intruded.

Black, twisted cracks appeared in the air. The cracks spread through the void, intertwining into a massive, shattered web. Space was being compressed to the brink of collapse. The frozen earth beneath their feet cracked silently, and several withered trees nearby instantly turned into fine wood chips, without even a sound of breaking.

This repulsive force escalated into a deadly strangulation in the blink of an eye.

Su Chang'an's face turned deathly pale instantly. The Heavenly Fox essence within her suddenly went completely out of control.

That power surged violently within his meridians, erupting in a hysterical resistance as if it had encountered a mortal enemy. Blood flowed backward in his veins, pounding wildly against his heart.

"Ugh..." she let out a painful groan. A mouthful of blood gushed from her throat, splattering onto the snow in front of her.

The blood, imbued with a dark red primal light, emitted a piercing sound the moment it touched the snow. The snow melted instantly, creating a deep crater, and the acrid smell of rust mixed with violent energy fluctuations permeated the stagnant air.

Her internal organs were simultaneously enduring excruciating pain as if being sliced ​​by a thousand blades. The intense pain caused the bones in her fingers gripping the sword hilt to turn white, and the veins on the back of her hands to bulge, almost bursting through her skin.

Su Chang'an's pupils contracted slightly. She gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain that seemed to tear her soul apart, her brain working at breakneck speed. In an instant, she understood the source of this deadly strangulation.

At this point in time, three thousand years ago, the ancient celestial fox that saved the young Li Changgeng in the snowstorm truly lives in some corner of this world.

In the same spacetime, the laws of Heaven absolutely forbid the existence of two completely identical top-tier Heavenly Fox origins. This is the most fundamental logic of how the world operates, and there is absolutely no room for negotiation.

"How could this world possibly accommodate two identical monsters? Heaven's pitiful appetite simply can't digest this!" she coldly complained in her heart.

The primordial aura emanating from her triggered a spacetime paradox. The world was initiating a forced eradication process to completely eliminate this superfluous anomaly.

Above the sky, the originally hazy snow clouds began to change drastically. The thick clouds rapidly churned and collapsed towards the center, forming a massive black vortex. At the deepest part of the vortex, a chilling crimson lightning faintly shone through.

A strong, acrid smell began to fill the air, and Su Chang'an's hair rose slightly, uncontrollably. That wasn't ordinary lightning. It was the punishment of the will of Heaven.

The crimson lightning was moving behind the clouds. Guided by its primordial energy, it precisely locked onto the heretical power below, belonging to a peak Great Saint Realm expert.

Su Chang'an had no doubt that once that red lightning struck, not even a trace of her soul would remain. It would be a true erasure on both the physical and spiritual levels.

At this critical moment where life and death hung in the balance, Su Chang'an's eyes showed no fear, only a chilling ruthlessness. She did not hesitate for a moment.

The Taiyin Moon Amber between her brows suddenly burst forth with a dazzling, clear light. She directly mobilized the power of this sacred object, channeling the extreme cold law back into her body.

This was a defensive measure bordering on self-harm. The power of the extreme cold law transformed into a cold steel saw, scraping downwards along her meridians.

She forcefully froze the restless, turbulent seventh tail of the celestial fox, along with all its dark red primordial energy, layer by layer. She suppressed them firmly in the deepest part of her sea of ​​consciousness, not allowing even the slightest trace of their aura to leak out.

The pain of having her meridians frozen was no less than being strangled by the Heavenly Dao. Her body trembled slightly from the extreme cold and pain, but she didn't even flinch.

As the Celestial Fox's connection to the outside world was forcibly severed, the anomaly in the sky reacted immediately. The crimson lightning bolt that was about to strike paused noticeably in the clouds. A muffled rumble of thunder echoed across the sky, carrying the bewilderment of having lost its target.

The tightly locked aura began to blur. The tribulation lightning lost the scent of its prey and drifted aimlessly behind the clouds.

The stagnant air around them began to loosen. The snowflakes that had been suspended in mid-air began to fall slowly again. The unreasonable, annihilating power of the laws of nature weakened for a fleeting moment. The invisible pressure pressing on their shoulders eased slightly.

But that was far from enough. Su Chang'an could feel that her cultivation at the peak of the Great Saint Realm was still extremely conspicuous in this world. The surrounding spacetime barriers were still groaning under the pressure of her power.

She went even further. She pulled the Taiyin Magic Sword from the frozen earth and stored it deep within her sea of ​​consciousness. Then, she raised her right hand and brought her index and middle fingers together.

Without any hesitation, she ruthlessly struck thirty-six vital points on her body.

The first finger landed on the chest, causing the heart to skip a beat and the rush of blood to be forcibly stopped. The second finger touched the dantian, instantly halting the vortex of spiritual energy with a muffled boom.

Each finger strike was accompanied by a sickening crack of bones dislocating. She was more ruthless to herself than to any enemy. She had completely sealed away her extraordinary cultivation, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, within her depleted meridians.

As his cultivation was forcibly locked layer by layer, the red robe he wore, which had been shimmering with the light of laws, quickly lost all its mystique. The magnificent luster faded, the soft texture changed, and it eventually became a rough, thin old red cloth jacket.

When the last trace of spiritual energy belonging to a cultivator completely disappeared from Su Chang'an's body, the blood-red tribulation clouds in the sky finally lost their target.

The crimson lightning tumbled unwillingly a few times within the thick clouds, making its final search. Ultimately, it failed to find that damned heretic. The calamity clouds slowly dissipated, and the black vortex transformed once more into hazy, snowy clouds.

The gale whipped up the snow from the ground again, and it howled down from the sky.

Su Chang'an succeeded. With this mortal body devoid of any spiritual energy fluctuations, she completely deceived the rigid and ruthless laws of Heaven from three thousand years ago.

The biting cold instantly pierced through the thin red cotton coat.

Su Chang'an's body shivered uncontrollably. She truly felt the weakness and coldness that came with a mortal body. Without the protection of spiritual power, the wind and snow turned into rusty blades, cutting into her skin again and again.

She clearly established an ironclad rule in her heart: in this space-time, no matter what the situation, she must never again use even the slightest bit of power recklessly. Once her aura is leaked, the Heavenly Dao's annihilation will descend instantly, and there will be no second chance to deceive.

She raised the back of her hand, which was red from the cold and even starting to lose feeling, and casually wiped away the dark red bloodstains remaining on her lips. She stretched out her hands and pulled up the thin collar of her clothes, wrapping it tightly around her neck, trying to retain the last bit of warmth in her body.

Braving the howling wind and snow, she trudged on, her steps uneven. The snow reached above her ankles, and the icy water seeped into her boots, stealing warmth from her feet. But her back remained ramrod straight as she walked towards the dilapidated archway of Luoyan Town ahead.