Skyfox
In the boundless Divine Wilderness, there were vast chains of mountains and endless valleys. Deep within the Divine Wilderness stood a large altar. The altar was constructed from a numerous amount of bones. These bones protruded out, emitting an ancient and primal aura.
This altar had already existed for a countless number of years. Not far from this altar, in a palace, there was a red-dressed lady who had spent her days there.
The young lady had delicate body contours, and in between her eyebrows, there were three cinnabar dots. Her facial features looked they had been carved from jade, and her skin was as white as snow. Her beauty was unparalleled.
She was sitting in front of a window of a dark hall in the palace, hugging a small furry, red fox. The fox was revealing a look of enjoyment and comfort.
At this moment, footsteps could be heard inside the dark hall. A azure-clothed man approached the lady and knelt down with one knee.
The young lady glanced at the azure-clothed man and said softly, “Is it time to embark?”
“Yes.” The azure-clothed man said reverently.
He was the Shepherd Boy, who had led the billions of desolate beasts, and nearly wasted the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom.
As for the red-dressed young lady, she was Yi Yun’s elder sister, Jiang Xiaorou.
Seven years ago, on the divine bone altar, she had awoken her ancient bloodline, becoming the Desolate Queen. However, the Shepherd Boy was still accustomed to addressing Jiang Xiaorou as Successor.
When Jiang Xiaorou returned to the Desolate race, she knew that she had to shoulder a life mission. She resisted it initially, but she had to save Yi Yun because he had been imprisoned by Shen Tu Nantian.
The condition for the Shepherd Boy to rescue Yi Yun was for her to cut off all relations with the Human race, and become the Desolate race’s Successor.
Jiang Xiaorou had a unique blood line and she had been acknowledged by the Desolate race’s Sacred Spirit. In the recent tens of millions of years of history, the Desolate race’s ancient bloodline had thinned. It was extremely difficult for an era’s Desolate King to obtain the acknowledgment of a Sacred Spirit.
In the seven years, Jiang Xiaorou’s temperament had turned more melancholic and quiet.
However, when Jiang Xiaorou stood up with the little fox in her arms, picking up the bone staff beside her, a sacred and divine aura seemed to linger around her body.
Even the Shepherd Boy could not help but feel reverent towards this aura, like a subordinate to a king. He no longer showed the care a senior gave to a junior.
“If that is the case, let us proceed.” Jiang Xiaorou said softly as her tall body moved forward.
She walked out of the hall with a scarlet cape lining her back.
Outside the hall, there was a behemoth mount that had been waiting. A beautiful woman in plain clothes stood near the behemoth and looked at Jiang Xiaorou.
She looked somewhat similar to Jiang Xiaorou, she was the previous Desolate Queen.
“Mother.” Jiang Xiaorou gave her a slight bow.
The plainly dressed woman looked lovingly at Jiang Xiaorou and sighed gently. “Rou’er, in the three days, it will be when the Yin atmosphere in the Soul Tomb is at its weakest in ten thousand years. We, the Desolate race, have chosen this period of time to enter the Soul Tomb, so as to awaken all the Yin specters hibernating in it.”
“Our race has been nurturing geniuses for more than a decade, and now, it is time to put them to use.”
As the plain-clothed woman spoke, large flying behemoths rose in the sky behind her. On these behemoths, there were many Desolate race elites riding on them in full battle gear.
The Desolate race long knew that the Blood Moon had established the Heavenly Dao Union, and they were very aware of the goals of the Heavenly Dao Union. As such, the Desolate race nurtured a batch of “Skyfox”, mainly to counter the Blood Moon’s Heavenly Dao Union.
The trip to the Soul Tomb was tens of millions of miles long.
The Desolate race knew where the Soul Tomb was a long time ago, and they knew that the Soul Tomb was the Blood Moon’s main breeding ground. However, with the Soul Tomb’s protective arrays, as well as the Yin energy gathered in it, the Desolate race could not do anything to the Soul Tomb.
And now, only Jiang Xiaorou in the entire Desolate race could lead the “Skyfox” to battle the Blood Moon!
However, the Reincarnators that the Blood Moon had were too powerful. This trip to the Soul Tomb placed Jiang Xiaorou in a land of extreme danger!
Just a single mishap could result in Jiang Xiaorou dying in the Soul Tomb.
The plain-clothed woman could not bear doing this, but she was left with no choice.
Jiang Xiaorou made a slight leap and stood on the behemoths head. As she gently waved her bone staff, the behemoth flew up into the sky. Instantly, numerous behemoths flew up into the sky behind her. Their fully extended wings could cover the sky!