178: Chapter 178 War Maiden Lingxue

Tribe Leader did not pay attention to Ji Lingyue; she was merely a 7-Star Demon Emperor, whom she could destroy with a wave of her hand.

She examined Han Ming with great interest.

To think he was a Seven-Tailed Silver Fox with a Bloodline even purer than her own, and with the cultivation of a 1-Star Demon Saint, he could actually unleash combat power comparable to an 8-Star Demon Saint.

It was simply unheard of.

If she could subdue him, the strength of her Silver Moon Fox Clan would certainly rise to another level.

Moreover, if she could conceive offspring with him, their Bloodline would surely be even purer; perhaps they could even produce offspring with an eight-tail talent.

Thinking of this, her gaze towards Han Ming took on a bit more luster.

She licked her lips, the greed in her eyes undisguised.

"Young man, what is your name? Why do you want to help this traitor, Ji Lingyue?"

"Traitor?"

Han Ming laughed, a light and breezy laugh. "Who is the traitor? Don't you know in your heart?"

Tribe Leader's expression sank slightly, but she quickly recovered her elegant and composed appearance.

"You do not understand the inside story of what happened back then. Ji Lingyue's mother colluded with the Black Wind Wolf Clan, intending to betray the Silver Moon Fox Clan. I cleaned up the house; it was the consensus of the clan."

"Bullshit!"

Ji Lingyue's eyes were filled with hatred. "It was you who colluded with the Black Wind Wolf Clan and launched a sneak attack while my mother was in seclusion! You are the real traitor!"

"Insolent!"

A cold glint flashed in Tribe Leader's eyes. She raised her hand and waved it, and a silver-white fox fire transformed into a sharp blade, striking directly at Ji Lingyue's throat.

Han Ming stepped out, blocking in front of Ji Lingyue. The Metal Rule condensed at his fingertips, and he threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The fox fire blade shattered; Tribe Leader's attack was easily neutralized.

Tribe Leader's pupils constricted slightly.

She had used fifty percent of her strength in that strike, enough to kill an ordinary 6-Star Martial Saint.

This young man had actually received it so easily.

"Interesting."

The smile on Tribe Leader's lips deepened.

"Young man, I will give you a chance. Submit to me and become my Dao Companion. You and I shall share all the resources of the Silver Moon Fox Clan."

As these words were spoken, the whole scene was in an uproar.

The surrounding Silver Moon Fox Clan members all revealed expressions of shock.

The Clan Chief actually took the initiative to propose that this young man unite with her?

"Clan Chief, this cannot be. Although this person is of our Silver Moon Fox Clan, his origins are unknown..."

A silver fox youth walked out from the Void Realm, his expression extremely ugly; he was impressively a 7-Star Demon Saint-level powerhouse.

Six fox tails unfurled behind him, swaying with the wind.

"Shut up."

Tribe Leader glanced at him indifferently and shouted in a low voice before he could finish speaking.

Seeing Tribe Leader was angry, the youth did not speak again, but his expression became even gloomier, and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Han Ming.

Tribe Leader was his woman, and now she was actually saying she wanted to be Dao Companions with another man right in front of him; how could he not be angry?

It was just that his strength was inferior to Tribe Leader, and he also knew that Tribe Leader had more than just him as a man, so he could only suppress his anger in his heart.

Han Ming tilted his head, looking at Tribe Leader's exquisite yet mean face, and sneered.

"Be my Dao Companion? Are you even worthy?"

Tribe Leader's face sank instantly.

She was the Clan Chief of the Silver Moon Fox Clan, a Nine-Star Demon Saint, an object pursued by countless Yao Race powerhouses in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. This young man actually dared to refuse her?

"Do you think you have the qualification to refuse?"

Tribe Leader's voice turned cold, and her Nine-Star Demon Saint Aura erupted with a boom.

The silver-white Charm Rule and Law of Fire intertwined into a Domain, enveloping the space for hundreds of miles around.

Within the Domain, fox fire burned, and illusions arose; if an ordinary Martial Saint stepped into it, they would be burned to ashes in an instant.

Han Ming stood where he was, motionless.

The power of the Domain silently annihilated ten feet in front of him, unable to touch his body at all.

The Space Rule isolated all attacks outside.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Tribe Leader's eyes.

This young man, in addition to the Metal Rule, had actually comprehended the Space Rule; he was even more terrifying than imagined.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being impolite."

Tribe Leader formed seals with both hands, and the six fox tails behind her suddenly surged, transforming into six chains burning with silver-white flames, tearing through the Void Realm and wrapping towards Han Ming.

Each chain contained ninety percent of the Law of Fire and seventy percent of the Charm Rule; the dual rules intertwined, and the power far exceeded that of an ordinary Nine-Star Demon Saint.

Han Ming raised his hand and grasped the air with his five fingers.

Eighty percent of the Metal Rule and ten percent of the Space Rule were fully activated, transforming into a light blade that shot out.

The six chains snapped silently in front of him, dissipating into silver light that filled the sky.

Although the light blade had dimmed quite a bit, it still slashed towards Tribe Leader.

Tribe Leader's expression changed slightly, and her figure retreated violently.

But Han Ming had already attacked again.

"Space Imprisonment."

Tribe Leader's body was like being bound by invisible chains, stiff in mid-air.

Watching the light blade getting closer and closer, her expression finally changed.

She desperately circulated the Rule power within her body, attempting to break free from the Space Imprisonment.

But space was a supreme rule; even if it was only ten percent, it was not so easy to break free from.

With a "puchi" sound, that light blade instantly tore through Tribe Leader's clothes, blood splattered, and a wound deep enough to see bone was left on Tribe Leader's chest.

The whole scene was dead silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

The Silver Moon Fox Clan Chief, a Nine-Star Demon Saint, was actually injured by a 1-Star Demon Saint?

The silver-haired youth's expression changed suddenly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

He had originally thought Han Ming was just an arrogant fellow who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, but he did not expect that he would actually injure Tribe Leader.

Tribe Leader looked down at the wound on her chest, blood dripping along her silver-white dress.

Her face was livid, and the greed and playfulness in her eyes were completely replaced by killing intent.

"You... are courting death!"

Tribe Leader's voice was cold and bone-chilling, and the Aura of the Nine-Star Demon Saint went completely berserk.

The silver-white Charm Rule and Law of Fire surged crazily around her whole body, and the entire sky was dyed in colors of intertwined silver-white and crimson.

She formed seals with both hands, and the silver-white fox fire condensed into a three-foot-long sword in her palm.

The sword body burned with scorching white flames, and the space at the tip of the sword was slightly distorted.

"Silver Moon Slash!"

Tribe Leader slashed out with her sword, the silver-white sword radiance tearing through the Void Realm, carrying a terrifying might like burning the sky and boiling the sea, striking directly at Han Ming's head.

This sword strike contained ninety percent of her Law of Fire and seventy percent of her Charm Rule; it was her trump card kill move.

Han Ming's eyes narrowed; instead of retreating, he advanced.

"Ten Thousand Thunder Attraction!"

The Thunder Rule was activated, and the sky for tens of miles around was instantly covered with dark clouds. Countless silver-purple thunder snakes poured down from the clouds, gathering in front of him into a long spear flickering with thunder light.

At the same time, the Metal Rule wrapped around the spear body, and the War Rule was added to it; the three Rule powers intertwined and achieved Fusion.

The long spear left his hand and collided violently with the Silver Moon Slash radiance.

"Boom—!"

The earth-shattering loud noise shook the entire Silver Moon Valley.

At the center of the collision of the two attacks, space shattered inch by inch, revealing pitch-black spatial rifts.

The violent shockwave swept across tens of miles, the mountain walls on both sides of the valley were shaved off by a thick layer, and gravel fell like rain.

The watching Silver Moon Fox Clan members retreated one after another; a few Martial Venerables who could not dodge in time were swept by the aftermath, vomiting blood and flying backward on the spot.

If it were not for Han Ming controlling the power, the entire Silver Moon Valley would have been wiped out in an instant.

Tribe Leader retreated three steps, each step treading ripples in the Void Realm.

Her face was pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the wound on her chest split open again under the impact of the aftermath, blood flowing profusely.

And Han Ming stood steadily where he was, without moving a single bit.

The difference in strength was immediately apparent.

"How is it possible..." Tribe Leader's eyes were full of horror.

Her full-strength strike was actually received head-on by a 1-Star Demon Saint, and she had even fallen into a disadvantage?

The silver-haired youth's expression changed completely, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Han Ming.

This young man was simply not as simple as a 1-Star Demon Saint!

Several other Demon Saint powerhouses also looked at Han Ming with expressions of horror.

Strong, he was simply too strong!

"There is nothing impossible."

Han Ming said indifferently, raising his hand and condensing another golden sword radiance.

"This sword strike will send you on your way."

Tribe Leader's pupils constricted sharply, wanting to dodge, but she found that her body was once again imprisoned by the Space Rule.

"No—!"

She let out a shrill scream, trying her best to activate her Rule power, attempting to break free from the restraint.

But Han Ming would not give her another chance.

The golden sword radiance left his hand, striking directly at Tribe Leader's glabella.