Under the dark clouds, the wind howled.
Chixue Qianshan hovered behind the Immortal Beast, entering this dreamland together.
The sword's blade rose with a vague shadow of an elder, looking at the gradually dispersing white mist.
This... where could it be?
The Dan Country Celestial Palace?
Some Holy Land?
Or perhaps the cultivation place of a super Fallen Immortal, who deceived everyone and stole the name?
Despite having made up his mind to follow the West State Boss to this dreamland, he was still extremely apprehensive!
Hoo...
The wind blew, dispersing the mist.
He saw the Sword Casting Immortal Root already planted in a pre-dug pit.
A group of fiery red foxes, some wielding shovels, some carrying small buckets, some cultivating the soil, some watering, some fertilizing.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Aow aow aow!"
"Ying ying ying!"
Each one was overjoyed, all smiling, all wagging their tails.
But... why do these foxes look kind of familiar?
Where have I seen them?
