"Junior Brother Shen, this is now a blood feud as deep as the sea."

Zhu Jue, bringing Wu Dao'an, dropped down behind the young man and offered a low reminder.

Since matters had already been carried to this point, then naturally not the slightest future trouble could be left behind.

That Qingqiu old ancestor was doomed to die, beyond all doubt.

No matter how great the price to be paid, they absolutely could not flinch from it.

But as for how it was to be killed, they had no line of thought for that yet.

"The old ancestor's mind isn't quite clear yet — to hurry over here, it'll need at least two days' time."

"Besides the Yaksha dharma form, we've brought two other golden bodies as well. Direct them as the situation calls for, however you see fit."

Having said this, Zhu Jue then saw two more figures descend from the sky.

They looked rather advanced in years, both unfamiliar faces.

The two stood behind Shen Yi, likewise in the posture of awaiting orders.

By their cultivation they weren't robust — merely Mixed Origin realm.

But that the two could stay composed in the face of two Spirit-Transformation realm fox demons falling suggested their means were out of the ordinary.

"Dao Brother Shen — such heavy killing-intent."

The last to arrive was Tang Yuan, who said it with feeling, yet without any intent of taking up the foxes' cause.

After all, Qingqiu had come with the aim of replacing Great Qian.

For any power at all, this was an intolerable thing.

Had they lacked the strength, that would have been one matter.

Now, it seemed, with Shen Yi backing them, Great Qian — while no match for Wutong Mountain and Xuanguang Cave — was by no means a power that ordinary forces could provoke.

Only —

"Don't take my saying so amiss."

Tang Yuan walked to Shen Yi's side and said in a low voice, "Though the one who angered the Thousand Demon Den was Perfected Master Nie, the one who needs sheltering is, after all, Great Qian. That…