I have an unlimited number of shikigami

But at this moment, the core area was filled with a violent aura; the volcanoes were shaking, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur. The stone-carved monks would occasionally shatter under the powerful tremors.

Even in such a dangerous environment, there are still some scattered priests and monks fighting against the invading fox demons.

Numerous enormous corpses lay scattered on the ground.

Fujiwara Izaya flew over the battlefield.

His eyes were clear and bright, like moonlight shining on the snow, looking down at them.

He spotted the head of the Tsuchimikado family in the crowd.

His brows were furrowed, and his expression was very serious.

It seems that this patriarch is still very wary of the soon-to-be-born fox demon Tamamo-no-Mae.

A fox's cry echoed from the mountains.

A massive, red phantom of a blood fox roared atop the highest volcano.

"boom!"

Rolling lava gushed out.

The mountain peaks near the ancient site turned dark red, and the lush pine forests began to burn like candles.

The sky turned blood red.

The blood-red color reflected on the crimson earth.

The head of the Tsuchimikado family gritted his teeth.

He saw Fujiwara Izaya and shouted, "Please, Fujiwara-kun!"

The uneasy atmosphere intensified once again, and the fox demon was stirring restlessly.

A giant wave of flames crashed down, and Fujiwara Izaya turned and swooped down, plunging into the crater.

Meanwhile, the priests and monks on the ground once again unleashed a torrent of spells.

On the left was a torrent of divine power shrouded in blue light, and on the right was a dazzling golden flame of purple demonic power. The two forces collided, erupting and churning wildly.

The howling mountain winds, the raging lava, the waterfall-like chanting, and the roar of the blood fox... The Nasu Plateau before us has been completely engulfed in flames. Everything will eventually settle down, and the onlookers only need to wait for the final ending of the story.

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Beneath the magma in the Yumoto crater.

This is a strange space, with crimson magma covering the top, bottom, left, and right sides, yet eerily suspended in mid-air, looking like flowing blood, extremely dazzling and scorching.

The Killing Stone is right here.

This strongest seal in the world, after thousands of years, has become covered with cracks on its surface.

Entering the interior of the Killing Stone through the crack reveals a hidden world.

Yaeko landed in, her feet touching the ground.

The surrounding stone walls began to rustle, as if some ancient formation had sensed the intruder.

"boom!"

Several streams of crimson lava erupted from the rock wall like an eruption, cascading down.

Yaeko casually flicked her wrist.

Nine tails emerged from under her buttocks, enveloping her body like a dome. Lava fell onto the tails, causing her gleaming white fox fur to curl slightly, but it couldn't break through the defense.

"After all, it's something that's over a thousand years old; its power has long since vanished..."

Yaeko chuckled softly.

Driven by her demonic power, she swam through the lava like a mermaid who happened to be passing by, heading towards the core area of ​​the Sesshoseki.

As they passed through, the sounds of the array breaking were incessant, completely unable to stop the intruder. The closer they got to the core, the wider the passage became, and on the walls on both sides, one could see Buddha statues and weapons from time to time, densely packed like seaweed, but all of them had decayed and lost their original magic power.

After wandering around for a while, many caves appeared before us, connected like a honeycomb.

Yaeko wandered through the passage for a moment, sensing the path of the surging demonic energy within, and locked onto a certain space. She moved swiftly, probing towards that spot, and soon arrived before a massive palace.

Its magnificent, dark red palace seemed shrouded in mist, and Yaeko descended from above, her clothes billowing in the wind.

The once magnificent palace is now in ruins.

The once solemn and magnificent palace is now dark and gloomy, with sandstorms swirling around it, and a desolate silence filling the view.

Yaeko's beautiful figure blended into the gray hall.

Before the gate, its paint peeling, the remaining gatekeeper sculptures stand tall and silent, guarding their owners like fish in the ocean, protecting a once-prosperous city now buried deep beneath the sea.

This is Tamamo-no-Mae's bedroom.

When she was sealed away, her palace and the Killing Stone were imprisoned within it.

Yaeko floated by slowly, her finger lightly touching the fox sculpture at the doorway.

The sculpture collapsed with just a slight push, shattering into dust all over the ground.

"Oh, how pathetic..." she scoffed.

Suddenly, the air became bleak and thick.

The wind carried sand and gravel, tinged with malevolent energy.

"Oh, you're already angry..." Yaeko chuckled and pushed open the door.

"Clatter, clatter~"

A small black fox came to greet her.

"Lady Yaeko, please follow me..." the little fox said to her, then turned and led the way.

The door behind me was slowly closing.

I hope your body won't disappoint me... Yaeko licked her dry lips, and as the palace doors closed, her stern fox tail billowed as she entered the palace.

Vast ruins, as far as the eye can see, only devastation.

The long corridor was decorated with jewels and jade, but their colors were dull and lackluster.

Instead of giving it a magnificent and splendid feel, it exuded an air of decay.

As Yaeko passed by, she merely stirred up the airflow slightly, causing the long-rotten wood carvings and silks to shatter into piles of fragments.

A dormant aura emanated continuously from the depths of the main hall.

Yaeko silently sensed it.

That was definitely Tamamo-no-Mae's aura. As the queen of the fox clan, her imposing presence could affect all foxes.

"You felt it?" the little fox suddenly asked.

"Hmm." Yaeko nodded slightly. "The Queen is in better condition than I expected."

"The Queen has been preparing to go out all along," the little fox said, and then fell silent.

After passing through the long corridor, we wandered between courtyards.

The once exquisite garden is now in a state of disrepair.

The trees were reduced to withered trunks, the ponds had dried up, and the ground was covered with hardened clumps of decaying plants. At the deepest part of the main hall was a vast underground palace. The little fox led Yaeko through the door to a spacious room.

The table and chairs, carved from fine jade, are now broken.

There was a mirror stand on the table against the wall, but the mirror itself was nowhere to be found. Yaeko looked around and imagined the stunning queen sitting quietly in front of the mirror, carefully applying her eyebrows.

"The Queen is inside." The little fox stopped in front of a door.

Yaeko walked towards the gate.

The doors were all ajar; they could be pushed open with a gentle push.

Inside was a vast dungeon, its floor empty and filled with churning lava. In the very center floated a stone platform, where a woman, her body firmly chained, stood as calm and still as a statue.

She knelt on the ground, her hands and feet bound by iron chains, her chest pressed against the stone platform.

Her long, blood-red hair fell silently, obscuring her face. She wore only a thin red veil, revealing her snow-white thighs and the faint outline of her buttocks. Several eternally burning, eerie red lamps floated silently, illuminating her snow-white skin with a rosy glow.

Yaeko floated through the air and landed on the stone platform.

Hearing footsteps, the woman opened her eyes and slightly raised her chin to look at the person approaching.

Her features were extremely exaggerated, and her aloof beauty was so striking that she was almost the epitome of extreme allure at first glance. Every organ and every inch of her skin exuded an irresistible charm.

Even in her imprisonment, she remained dignified and composed, her exquisite face showing no trace of age. Her gaze, fixed on the newcomer, was filled with crystal-clear golden pupils, as if a thousand years of confinement were merely a trial of her own choosing.

"Lady Tamamo." Yaeko knelt down in front of her.

Tamamo-no-Mae nodded slightly: "Mm."

The slightest nasal sound sent a shiver down Yaeko's spine.

That silky, alluring voice, once it entered your ears, felt like countless ants crawling all over your body, unbearably itchy. In this state, anyone facing her would lose their senses and become her devoted follower.

Tamamo-no-Mae calmly looked at the fox demon kneeling before her and said indifferently, "Not bad, you have finally advanced to the level of a demon king."

"Thanks to your guidance, sir," Yaeko said respectfully.

“You don’t need to thank me,” Tamamo-no-Mae said with a slightly somber expression.

Her emotions fluctuated slightly, but she quickly calmed down and asked, "Are my things ready?"

“I’m ready.” Yaeko straightened up, her gaze sweeping over the chains binding her hands, feet, neck, and waist.

These rusty iron chains look unremarkable at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you can see runes beneath the rust. Touching them with demonic power reveals that they still possess abundant divine power, which is what suppressed Tamamo-no-Mae's power.

The fox clan's plan is to collect the lifeblood of tens of thousands of young men and offer it all to the queen, so that she can break through the last shackles that bind her.

Yaeko knelt on the ground, straightened her chest, and gently pulled open the ribbon around her waist with her fingers.

Tamamo stared blankly ahead.

Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and her feet were also bound by chains. Long iron chains were attached between the shackles, and this seal had prevented her from moving her body for thousands of years.

The opportunity to escape was right in front of her, so she stretched her neck and opened her mouth forward.

"Master Tamamo..."

A blush crossed Yaeko's face, and she instinctively covered her lips, her eyelashes trembling.