A tremor rose among the mountains and wilds, as if an invisible force of demon energy violently tore at the space.
Baili An ran wildly through the valley with the little fox in his arms, while the massive shadow of two tails followed closely above his head, like a giant net enveloping him firmly.
A Three-tailed Demon Fox was not particularly frightening, especially when it was an injured fox that had lost a tail.
If Baili An had not been severely injured by that Golden Immortal strike.
Such a demon fox, with his level of cultivation, could be obliterated with a flip of his hand.
But now his injuries were severe, having just awakened, he should have immediately sat to meditate, stabilizing his injuries.
He needed to completely purify the terrifying Thunder Force within his body with Spiritual Power and the power of dark blood.
If not, with the Thunder Force erupting again within him, his body would suffer secondary damage, leading to endless troubles.
