The scene before them left the demon god’s descendants speechless, their mouths agape. The Dragon Whale, Dark Horse, and Flame Bird had been top-tier powerhouses overseas, standing at the peak.

Yet these three mighty demon god descendants had been effortlessly torn apart by the alluring female on deck—their sturdy physical defenses and proud blood energy were no match for just three of her tails.

In the continuing silence, the Lord of Raging Waves Island’s brow twitched. He knew the Nine-Tailed Fox was a realm above him, equivalent to Second Grade in human classification.

But he hadn’t imagined the Sovereign of the Ten Thousand Demons Nation would be this powerful.

Demon god descendants like the Dark Horse, comparable to Third Grade, were truly just worthless fish before her, and even the Dragon Whale was merely a slightly stronger shrimp.

Then what about me?

At this thought, Raging Waves’ expression grew complex, becoming even more so when he looked at Xu Qi An, who seemed to be in Second Grade.

“Are there powerhouses of this level overseas? Is she a newly ascended demon god descendant?”

“Obviously not. At her level, she couldn’t have been unknown before ascending.”

The hundred-plus scattered demon god descendants quickly exchanged thoughts amid their shock, having guessed the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox’s realm.

After all, one who could so easily slay the Dark Horse and Dragon Whale wasn’t in the same realm as them.

While the observing demon god descendants’ thoughts churned, the silver-haired demon beauty’s fox tails, like leeches sucking blood, went “glug glug glug” as they absorbed and devoured the essence blood from the Dark Horse and Flame Bird’s fragments.

On the sea surface and in the sky, the Dark Horse and Flame Bird’s spiritual souls roared in fury. Their flesh fragments writhed frantically, trying to reconstruct, but as their vitality decreased and essence drained away, they could only helplessly become “dead meat.”

Their physical bodies completely perished.

The Dragon Whale’s corpse fragments never surfaced, though the blood dyeing the sea gradually diluted until returning to clear blue waves.

By now, all nine fox tails had completely turned red, their color a deep crimson.

“She’s the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, a descendant of the Qingqiu Fox. It’s said this lineage established a Ten Thousand Demons Nation in the Nine Provinces—one of the rare demon god descendant lines not driven out by the Dao Sovereign.”

“No wonder she slaughters the Dark Horse and Dragon Whale like dogs.”

Finally, someone recognized the Nine-Tailed Fox.

The Sovereign of the Ten Thousand Demons Nation had ventured overseas several times. Though she hadn’t actively stirred up trouble or caused disturbances, there were some rumors about her overseas, just not many.

The Nine-Tailed Fox exhaled with a look of satisfaction, smiling as she said:

“I’ll store their essence blood for you and refine it into blood pills later. Hmm, if you can’t wait, you could suck my tails.”

She batted her eyes suggestively.

Refining transcendent essence blood into pills required some time. She had struck too heavily just now, and to prevent the essence blood from dispersing, chose to store it in her fox tails.

“Tails?”

Xu Qi An looked disgusted, glancing at her red lips before smiling: “Can we try somewhere else?”

The human and fox chatted casually, completely ignoring the surrounding demon god descendants.

The Nine-Tailed Fox feigned great shock, covering her perky bottom with her hands, her beautiful face pale: “What are you thinking? Not there!”

What did I think about? Xu Qi An didn’t react at first, then realized he’d been teased by the fox spirit again, feeling quite annoyed.

Never had any woman dared to repeatedly jest and tease him like this.

He was usually the one in control, both playing tricks and taking liberties.

By now, the ship had sailed to the edge of the demon god island, less than ten zhang from the shoreline. The Lord of Raging Waves Island’s expression changed slightly as he warned:

“Don’t get closer, you’ll be contaminated by the island’s essence.”

Xu Qi An applied slight force to his feet, and the ship obediently stopped. While examining the thin mist shrouding the island, he asked:

“How was Mo Yu infected?”

The Lord of Raging Waves Island said in a low voice:

“It touched the mist.”

Xu Qi An pondered for a moment, then looked at the Nine-Tailed Fox and said:

“Let me handle this.”

As a First Grade martial artist, his essence, energy, and spirit were unified, giving him a form of “immunity to all techniques.” External forces could hardly forcibly enter his body.

The silver-haired demon beauty didn’t insist on showing her strength, merely nodding slightly.

Xu Qi An stepped forward twice, leaving the deck. His action made the distant demon god descendants pause.

They could see the Ten Thousand Demons Sovereign from the Nine Provinces intended to enter the island but hadn’t expected the first to approach would be a seemingly human male.

Many overseas demon god descendants had never seen real humans.

Was he cannon fodder to test for danger?

As these thoughts flashed through the crowd’s minds, Xu Qi An stepped through void space one step at a time, reaching the shoreline’s edge, now just a hair’s breadth from the barrier of thin mist.

He extended his finger, attempting to touch the mist.

Hum!

The moment his finger contacted the mist, the gently floating haze began to tremble locally, and then strands of mist like parasitic maggots began surging toward Xu Qi An, first “drawing” strange, incomplete patterns on his finger, then his palm…

As the mist invaded, Xu Qi An’s mind “boomed” with shock, suddenly filled with many “memories.” These memories seemed branded deep in his genes, instincts carried from birth.

Like using feet to walk or hands to grasp objects, except now additional memories appeared from nowhere—how to manipulate wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and other natural elements.

Innate divine abilities… These mists could truly forcibly grant a life’s abilities not its own… Xu Qi An sensed his spirit gradually collapsing, his genes being forcibly modified.

Even if the Nine-Tailed Fox could forcibly expel the mist’s “gift,” she would still suffer greatly.

But Xu Qi An wouldn’t. He was a First Grade martial artist, as hard and solid as stone.

“Look, this is what happens when you touch the barrier.”

“Only that great one could resist the mist’s erosion. Once contaminated by that essence, you’ll go mad—this fellow is done for.”

Several demon god descendants who had arrived at the Guixu long ago shared their experiences with newcomers.

“Are you alright?!”

At the bow, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox watched Xu Qi An’s hands, her brows slightly furrowed.

“It’s nothing!”

Xu Qi An gave a laugh, clasped his palms together, and suddenly thrust them into the mist, like a knife piercing a solid barrier.

Xu Qi An’s palms pierced the barrier formed by thin mist, his arms spreading outward, gradually tearing it open.

There was no sound, but at this moment, the mist across the entire island began to tremble, struck by intense impact.

The mist frantically converged on the foreign object, attempting to assimilate and erode him, but those patterns climbing up the First Grade martial artist’s palms often hadn’t even formed before being evaporated and dispersed by a stronger power.

“Ahhh…”

Xu Qi An’s muscles bulged all over, blood mist spraying from his pores.

Blood sacrifice!

The mist barrier was stretched open again, and through that gap, the island’s scenery was no longer hazy but visible to the three demon god descendants on deck.

The mist shrouding the entire island was no longer merely trembling—it had completely boiled like muddy currents being stirred up.

Seeing the gap torn open, the silver-haired demon beauty said to the Merfolk Queen and Lord of Raging Waves Island behind her:

“You needn’t follow. Wait outside.”

The two demon god descendants had an extreme “desire” for Demon God Island, an instinctive desire, but reason told them that entering the island would likely mean certain death.

After they nodded, the silver-haired demon beauty gracefully leaped up and slipped through the gap.

Xu Qi An shifted slightly sideways and also entered.

The mist flowed like water, filling in the torn gap.

The distant demon god descendants stood woodenly, their expressions frozen.

After a long while, the transcendent demon god descendant whose true form was a clam murmured:

“What… what background does that human have…”

On deck, the Lord of Raging Waves Island turned his head in a daze to look at the Merfolk Queen, speaking in a tone mixing shock with bitter regret:

“You… you knew his cultivation level all along?”

Thinking back now on the Merfolk Queen’s fawning behavior throughout the journey, he suddenly realized how slow he had been.

Such a powerful being, and I missed the chance to curry favor, barely speaking with him at all.

…

Demon God Island, somewhere in the silent wilderness.

Huang, whose body was as vast as a mountain, stood silently motionless. After quite a while, he finally slowly took half a step.

“I… hate… this place… This is… Time’s… spiritual essence…”

The deep, rich voice spoke “slowly.”

The flow of time in this area was extremely strange, dozens of times slower than in the real world.

Any creature entering would need dozens of times longer than outside to take a single step.

“Time… what kind of… being was… it?”

An equally slow voice asked, coming from the Supervisor.

“If… in ancient times… among demon gods… who was most… troublesome… impossible to kill… it would be… Time.”

“His spiritual essence… makes everything… incomparably… slow…”

Huang took a full quarter-hour to answer the Supervisor.

In the real world, this sentence could have been spoken in under ten breaths.

“I really… can’t stand… your speaking… speed…”

The Supervisor sighed:

“Moreover… you make me… think of… my disciple…”

At this moment, the human-faced sheep head slowly lifted, looking up at an extremely slow pace:

“Someone… has… entered…”

The Supervisor asked curiously:

“Are, there, still, experts, overseas?”

Huang didn’t respond. He changed his advance direction, slowly turning around to return the way he came.

He spent a very long time finally leaving this “slow” zone, returning to the world of normal time flow.

“Stop playing dumb!”

Huang’s golden pupils flickered with murderous light as he sneered:

“In today’s Nine Provinces, besides Xu Qi An, only that Half-Step Divine Warrior from the Southern Border could tear through the barrier by brute force.”

“I bet it’s Xu Qi An—the Half-Step Divine Warrior wouldn’t leave the Southern Border, he needs to keep the Buddhist sect in check.”

At this moment, he saw a butterfly formed of thin mist, fluttering its wings to land delicately on one horn—the very one sealing the Supervisor.

Huang softly exhaled, blowing the butterfly away, and dispersing it back into the mist.

“I know that as the Gatekeeper, you have special methods here, but don’t play tricks before me.”

Huang snorted coldly, “Xu Qi An’s arrival is perfect. He can’t use the Power of All Beings overseas. I can kill him, devour his essence blood, and strengthen my physical body.”

As for returning to his peak, that required demon gods’ spiritual essence, not a martial artist’s blood energy.

…

Xu Qi An stood on the “beach,” seeing before him only black desolate land—no plants, no animals, complete silence.

Looking up at the sky, there was only a slowly surging mist.

The Nine-Tailed Fox extended her fair hand, silent for several seconds before saying:

“There are no natural elements here at all, including earth essence!”

She had just tried summoning yin-yang, five elements, earth, wind, water, and fire, but all failed.

So what are we standing on if not Earth? Xu Qi An frowned, looking around: “I don’t see ‘Huang’s’ footprints…”

Based on what they’d seen before, that monster from the seabed had a body as vast as a mountain. A creature of such volume moving normally would leave traces.

Unless He moved by riding the wind.

“Don’t move for now. Let my puppet explore first.”

He gave this steady suggestion while waving his sleeve, releasing the black flood dragon.

“Awooo…”

The black flood dragon soared skyward, bearing its fangs and claws, charging toward the sky mighty and proud.

Then… it suddenly split apart section by section, falling plop-plop before Xu Qi An and the Nine-Tailed Fox.

What’s this, a live demonstration of “falling apart”? Xu Qi An grumbled internally, his expression grave as he said:

“There’s something strange in the air!”

The black dragon was transcendent-realm, with “defense” among its innate divine abilities, but it split into pieces immediately upon ascending. That invisible danger possessed terrifying sharpness.

At this moment, the Nine-Tailed Fox hissed, a drop of blood forming on her fair, slender jade finger.

“In front of me, less than three chi…”

Before she could finish, Xu Qi An threw a punch forward, and a sound like breaking zither strings came from mid-air.

The Nine-Tailed Fox extended her finger to probe again, finding that terrible sharpness had vanished.

“Zither strings? Spider silk?”

She cautiously offered her guess.

Xu Qi An didn’t answer, retrieving the restored black dragon into his sleeve before silently walking forward.

This time, he took the lead, encountering countless invisible cutting forces along the way. After walking over ten zhang, his robes were cut to tatters.

The mighty body of a First Grade martial artist was covered in white marks.

The Nine-Tailed Fox followed behind the crude martial artist, leisurely teasing:

“Oh my, turn around and let this Sovereign see what thing has Night Concubine so entranced.”

“I’m afraid if I turn around, I’ll sweep you flying off,” Xu Qi An replied irritably.

The further they walked, the higher the temperature and the drier the air. By the time Xu Qi An saw magma appear ahead, he hadn’t been cut by invisible sharp forces for quite a while.

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox stood beside him, their gazes reaching where the ground disappeared into an ocean of magma, occasionally spewing scorching tongues of flame.

“Hiss!”

The Nine-Tailed Fox opened her palm, and an exaggerated tongue of flame spurted out, startling even herself.

“This place is full of fire essence. I only used a small spell, yet it produced such scale.”

She was shocked.

Xu Qi An stroked his chin, pondering:

“I have a theory!”

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox had her suspicions but still turned to hear him speak.

Xu Qi An said:

“Outside the island, we saw ancient demon god figures, but haven’t seen them since entering. Could they be illusions formed by the remaining spiritual essence of demon gods?”

“This place was one of the ancient demon gods’ battlefields, filled with power they left behind after death. What we encountered earlier was that six-armed giant’s spiritual essence, and what we see now belongs to another demon god.”

“I just can’t figure out why the spiritual essence outside was incomplete and chaotic, while inside it’s separated?”

The silver-haired demon beauty explained:

“The stronger the spiritual essence, the stronger its exclusivity. Clear separation is inevitable. As for those outside, they’re probably formed by the mixing of dispersed spiritual essence power. This also explains why demon god descendants who are contaminated receive incomplete and chaotic spiritual essence.”

“Makes sense!” Xu Qi An nodded in agreement, sighing:

“This place is ‘Huang’s’ paradise. Huang came soon after Demon God Island emerged. He wants to use this place to return to his peak—I’m increasingly certain of my earlier speculation.”

“He might have even been touring the South Sea with the Supervisor for a long time, playing while waiting for Demon God Island to emerge.”

The last sentence was a joke made in bitter circumstances.

After speaking, Xu Qi An didn’t ride the wind but tentatively stepped into the magma.

“Hiss…”

He first drew in a sharp breath, feeling the terrifying high temperature with intense pain.

Then, delighted, he said:

“The magma has excellent body tempering effects. It can make flesh and skin tougher, and after soaking for a while, fire resistance will be stronger. Want to join?”

The Nine-Tailed Fox pursed her lips:

“You soak by yourself!”

Xu Qi An made an “oh” sound, trudging through the magma while taking the opportunity to temper his body.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, condensing energy into a giant hand to grab at the Nine-Tailed Fox in the air.

She seemed prepared, raising her height without warning, precisely avoiding the giant hand’s grasp.

Looking down, she smirked:

“Your grandaunt was already manipulating situations before you were born! As soon as you opened your mouth, I knew what you were planning.”

Want to see her body, pah, dream on!

“No fun!” Xu Qi An muttered, continuing to walk.

Just as he was about to cross this area, Xu Qi An froze, saying:

“I think I stepped on something…”