Jiang Qiue?
Xia Feng knew this na; among the four Holy Daughters of the Black Moon Church, this Holy Daughter was the slowest in cultivating the "Moon God Domain," and her talent was the most unremarkable.
Among the four Holy Daughters, two cultivated the "Dual Moon," and two cultivated the "Lonely Moon."
It was Cha Naixue and Jiang Qiue who cultivated the Lonely Moon; however, Cha Naixue's cultivation speed was a bit faster than Jiang Qiue's.
Jiang Qiue had always been at the bottom.
Xia Feng had learned these things previously when he and Mushroom went to attend the selection of the Church Court's Holy Daughters.
It sounded like among the four Holy Daughters, Jiang Qiue was the weakest.
Seeing that the person had directly revealed her identity, the woman in the green dress slightly furrowed her brows as if she was sowhat surprised.
She tilted her head, her gaze sweeping across the masks on the faces of the two people in black robes with confusion, "You can see through my disguise?"
Disguise? You were disguised? Xia Feng blinked but then quickly realized that he and Miss Mu had been using the Eye of Decompilation all along.
So, to the two of them, the fox mask on the woman's face did not exist at all.
It was an exquisitely realistic Green Fox mask, and when worn on the head, it looked like a fox-headed monster whose figure was a bit too good, with the elegant green dress unable to hide her curvaceous figure and six fluffy fox tails swaying behind her.
Hmm? Wait, six tails? Xia Feng was puzzled in his mind; why was there one missing?
There had clearly been seven tails just a mont ago.
Xia Feng stroked his chin, boldly guessing, "Does that an you can still resurrect six more tis?"
Jiang Qiue didn't expect her true identity to be seen through so easily, her ethereal eyes flashing with a cold light as she whispered, "It seems I cannot allow you to live."
As she spoke, a terrifying Spiritual Pressure suddenly swept out around her.
Xia Feng's eyebrows raised; why was it True Martial Spirit Pressure?
This woman had just been around General Fifth regarding Spiritual Pressure state, but now, after resurrecting, she had surged straight into the True Martial Realm!?
"Mr. Xia, run." Mu Qingtong's thought suddenly ca through, confusion crossed Xia Feng's mind, but without much thought, he turned and ran.
The two masked figures, clad in black robes, hastened through the dense Purple Mist.
"Hold on; why are we running?" Xia Feng wondered, "Although True Martial is tricky to deal with...and she can resurrect, wouldn't killing her six tis do the trick?"
"The Green Fox, regenerating through tail loss, and a trendous increase in strength — these three elents suggest that this woman probably possesses the powers of the Nine-tailed Star God."
Mu Qingtong's voice echoed in Xia Feng's mind, "Each ti she regenerates through tail loss, her four attributes of strength, agility, spirit, and essence will receive a substantial boost. Let her die a few more tis, and her power could very well skyrocket to the peak of the Venerable level."
"...!" Hearing Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng was utterly shocked; what kind of heaven-defying ability was this?
Also, the Nine-tailed Star God... was still a Star God na he had never heard of.
But that was normal; after the twilight of the gods, a large number of eighth-tier Star Gods had fallen. Those lucky enough to leave behind Divine Relics and to have survived to this era were few and far between.
For this reason, many Star God nas had long been buried deep in the flow of ti, forgotten by history.
Mu Qingtong's intelligence network was basically spread across the world, and the information about the Nine-tailed was likely collected from so obscure corner.
Xia Feng glanced back and saw the woman in the green dress relentlessly pursuing; her speed was incredibly fast and steadily closing the distance between them.
"Miss Mu, our strength is strong enough, but we need to improve our speed. Otherwise, we can't even escape."
Xia Feng had a headache; this fox woman couldn't be killed, nor could she be shaken off, truly more annoying than a clingy plaster.
Jiang Qiue's speed was already fast enough, he couldn't dare to imagine how powerful she would beco if she had to die once more.
But fortunately, Xia Feng had already figured out Jiang Qiue's temperant. From that last trap, it was evident that this woman was extrely cautious and probably wouldn't waste a chance at resurrection by cutting off her own tail unless absolutely necessary.
"Bang!"
A streak of green light struck just behind Xia Feng, and he narrowly dodged it.
"No, I an, Jiang Qiue, can't we just talk this out?" Xia Feng erged from the smoke, too exhausted to keep running, "Is it really necessary to be so cutthroat?"
The woman in the green dress had an ethereal beauty, her expressionless eyes replied, "Sure, if you kill the person with the Q-mask, I won't kill you."
"?" Xia Feng rolled his eyes, "You've got to be kidding ."
The woman's expression was frosty as she gave a slight nod, "Then there's nothing to discuss, you won't escape."
With that, she stomped hard on the void beneath her feet and transford into a green shadow to strike once again.
"Green-haired fox, you really think we're scared of you?"
Xia Feng sneered and transmitted his voice, "Miss Mu, since we can't kill her, let's tie her up instead. She'd make perfect experintal material for you."
Mu Qingtong smiled and nodded her head in agreent.
However, just as the two of them were about to make their move, the woman in the green dress suddenly froze mid-air, completely still, focusing a grave look at Xia Feng... or rather, sothing behind him?
Xia Feng's pupils contracted sharply; the back of his neck tingled as he swiftly turned to look.
The ashen face of a woman! It was startlingly close, less than half a ter away.
She was dressed in a white gown, but both her flesh and garnt appeared to be carved from silvery white stone, her hands raised covering her eyes, a strange smile dangling from her lips, standing still before Xia Feng.
Xia Feng's scalp tingled, what was happening?
When had this thing appeared behind him?
Through the Eye of Decompilation, Xia Feng noticed there were no Spiritual Particles moving within the statue woman's body.
And about twenty ters away, behind and slightly to the side of the statue woman, stood another, taller statue woman in the sa pose, completely motionless.
As Xia Feng was about to step back amidst his shock and confusion, he suddenly heard Jiang Qiue's cold voice, "I suggest you don't move, and don't take your eyes off her, or you'll die."
"Huh?" Despite his suspicions, Xia Feng listened and didn't move.
While they were talking, another statue woman appeared within the dense fog to the side, her position shifting as if the image stuttered then resud normally, then she was suddenly closer to Mu Qingtong, approaching with unnerving speed.
Mu Qingtong turned around to stand back-to-back with Xia Feng, her gaze firmly on the statue woman.
As her gaze settled, the movent of this third statue woman also ceased, her hands covering her eyes, the corners of her lips upturned in a sinister curve.
"This is the ability of the Disaster Realm of the Great Witch, the Crying Witch."
While speaking, Jiang Qiue swiftly turned around, fixing another pale-faced woman with covered eyes behind her in place.
"When she appears, you must keep her within your line of sight and stay still. Otherwise, she will approach you in a manner that defies ti and space, as well as any Array's restrictions, incredibly fast. Just a touch from her will infect you with the Disaster Poison, assimilating you into a Crying Witch, where your soul will be eternally trapped within the witch's statue, becoming a source of energy for their movents."
"...If we can't move, what about directly smashing these things with Spiritual Clothes?"
"If you know how to use an S-grade Spiritual Clothes, it might actually work. You could try it."
Jiang Qiue's voice was calm, "Plus, after they die, they turn into Yao Stones."
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