Chapter 249: Little Fox Demon

Quan Wu lay on the soft couch, unhurried and unflustered.

Just as the human cultivator's attack was about to strike him—

The swishing sound of "shhh shhh shhh" ripped through the air, and the heads of those human cultivators were sliced off by blood droplets.

Fresh blood splattered.

A few blood beads also splashed onto Quan Wu's face, adding a touch of demonic charm to him.

Yuan Yao looked up and saw ten figures appear around Quan Wu, exuding a powerful demonic aura.

The one wielding the blood droplets was a female demon; she had a reptile‑like scar on her brow, a rhombus‑shaped face, three white spots below, lips dark violet‑black, radiating an unspeakable ruthlessness.

"Kill her," Quan Wu suddenly commanded.

At those words, the female demon immediately sent the blood droplets toward Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao was startled.

She instantly summoned a Phantom Spirit Sword and swung it.

Boom!

The blood droplet pierced straight through the sword's blade, heading for Yuan Yao's face.

At the critical moment, Yuan Yao arched her back and stepped back, evading the blood droplet's strike.

Without hesitation, Yuan Yao decisively enlarged the Phantom Spirit Sword.

In an instant, with a "Boom," the Phantom Spirit Sword sprouted like bamboo after rain, instantly becoming gigantic, tearing through the tavern; with a "Snap," the tavern shattered like fragile porcelain, splitting in two.

Yuan Yao's gaze narrowed; from the moment she burst into the private room and saw Quan Wu, she knew he was not the lecherous rumor claimed—he did not covet beauty, so attempting to seduce him was nothing but a fool's dream.

Moreover, even if Quan Wu learned she was the Fox Emperor's envoy, he would strike without hesitation, proving he feared not offending the Fox Emperor.

Thus…

Excellent!

No one expected the tavern to be split in two by a kaleidoscopic giant sword!

As the tavern began to collapse outward, the ten demons instantly turned their gaze toward Quan Wu.

Quan Wu's expression darkened slightly, and he had to rise from the soft couch.

He darted straight toward Yuan Yao.

His figure, like a phantom, reached Yuan Yao's back in an instant, about to crush her Heavenly Spirit Cover when—

"Ah!" Quan Wu's face turned deathly pale; his hand had plunged into the Great Sun Burning Heaven Mirror, and when he withdrew it, the entire palm was seared black by flames!

"Your Highness!" the female demons exclaimed, their eyes seeming to split.

Yuan Yao swiftly raised her hand, the Phantom Spirit Sword reverting to its original form in an instant, and she unhesitatingly slashed at Quan Wu's neck with a ghostly blade.

Clang!

The sword in her hand was blocked by the incoming demon bodyguards.

At the same time, the ten demon bodyguards launched attacks at her.

Yuan Yao saw this and pressed her lips together.

She said, "You demons dare break your promise! I'm fighting you to the end!"

Having spoken, she instantly brandished the Phantom Spirit Sword and slashed toward them!

Simultaneously, she released spiritual energy to assault their souls.

The ten demon bodyguards were powerful, and with their combined assault, Yuan Yao was soon beset on all sides.

Had Yuan Yao not been wearing the Ten Thousand Methods Cloak, she would have been covered in countless wounds.

"Little fox spirit, how dare you act brazenly on our demonic turf! Seeking death!"

"It was you who tried to kill me first!"

"Our Highness wants to kill you, so you must endure it!"

"Take that, you old hag!" Blood dripped from Yuan Yao's mouth corner; as she raised her sword, a surge of potent spiritual pressure erupted, instantly slowing the movements of the ten demon bodyguards present.

She swung her sword in a slash!

"One sword, flame‑filled wandering dragon!"

Boom!

A blast rang out, and the fiery red wandering dragon instantly transformed into a massive blade, like ten thousand flames scorching, lashing at those demon bodyguards.

In an instant, the demon bodyguards stepped back two paces.

The entire tavern collapsed completely at that moment, flames devouring every corner.

The female demon wielded a blood droplet toward Yuan Yao's head, razor‑sharp and unstoppable!

Yuan Yao keenly sensed the danger and raised her sword to block.

Clang—

The impact of the blood droplet forced her back several steps, her chest slightly compressed.

At that moment, those demon bodyguards attacked her direction.

Yuan Yao's eyes flickered.

She swiftly swung her sword to shatter the blood droplet, then swept horizontally, intending to leap out of the flames and flee—

Suddenly, a "whoosh" rang out as a strangely glowing chain, like a venomous snake, precisely coiled around her slender ankle and, with a forceful pull, yanked her whole body down from mid‑air.

"Bang!" With a muffled thud, Yuan Yao crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

The demon bodyguards surged forward, their weapons poised to pierce her body when—

Clang!

Yuan Yao's expression turned shocked; lying on the ground, her horizontal sword rigidly blocked their weapons.

Simultaneously, she suddenly closed her eyes, and in an instant a massive surge of spiritual energy erupted from her body, forming a powerful vortex; with a "Boom," it blasted the demon bodyguards several meters away.

Yuan Yao snapped her gaze up, swiftly rolled onto her feet, and slashed with a sword at the chain coiling around her ankle.

Crack—

The chain snaps!

Yuan Yao's face turned pale, blood staining the corner of her mouth, her eyes sweeping toward the demon Guard present and the Authority Witch protected at the center by the demons.

The Authority Witch stared at her with icy eyes, also giving a hint of appraisal.

At that moment, those demon Guards surrounded her again.

Yuan Yao fought them alone.

Amid the flashes of blades, Yuan Yao quickly sustained serious injuries.

Meanwhile, not far away, those human Cultivators were also locked in a deadly clash with demon Guard, yet they could never get close to the Authority Witch.

"Authority Witch, give me your life!" one white‑robed male human Cultivator shouted angrily, disregarding everything, slashing the demon Guard that blocked his path, his eyes blood‑red as he stared at the Authority Witch.

The Authority Witch, protected at the very center, furrowed his brow slightly and asked, "Who are these humans?"

An elderly demon whispered, "Your Highness, they belong to the human envoy team; if we were to drive them out and kill them now, it would inevitably trigger the Three‑Clan War early, affecting the invasion plans of the demon and monster races."

"Oh?" the Authority Witch's gaze was indifferent, a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, "That woman is already dead, and now you think of going back to save her? Isn't it a bit too late?"

The person he referred to was the woman who had just died after serving the Empress and being poisoned.

He hadn't deliberately lowered his voice, so the words reached the ears of the human Cultivators present; their pupils contracted, showing expressions of disbelief.

It had only been a single day…

The white‑robed man's complexion shifted, his eyes revealing grief, and a surging killing aura radiated from his whole body.

But just as he was about to approach the Authority Witch—

The Wolf Emperor's four great subordinates led a demon tribe force that arrived swiftly, intervening to halt the two sides locked in combat.

"Stop!"