As these fox spirits appeared, the zombies and reanimated corpses were thrown into disarray, utterly defeated. The fox spirits' claws were exceptionally sharp. With continuous "shua shua shua" ripping sounds, a large gap was opened in moments.
Simultaneously, a large group of foxes, escorting a gray fox, emerged. After breaking through the mountain forest, they stood upon a large boulder. This group of foxes all transformed, each manifesting human form. Among them, one fox spirit was particularly familiar. It was the fox spirit Xiaomei, who had previously left the Nanshan Cemetery, gone to Fox Mountain to fetch reinforcements for them. Beside her stood an old woman holding a dragon-headed staff, with a gray cloth tied around her head. This old woman was no ordinary person. She was the leader of the fox clan, Hu San Tainai.
Then, Hu San Tainai struck the ground with her dragon-headed staff. A shroud of demonic energy, vast enough to blot out the sky, rolled in. As a thousand-year-old demon, Hu San Tainai's cultivation was naturally exceptional. The terrifying pressure of her demonic energy was no weaker than Qingdai's Yin energy. Following this, Hu San Tainai's aged voice rang out: "This old one, Hu San, leads the fox clan to assist in the battle." Her voice, though not loud, resonated throughout the entire area. Its intimidating tone struck fear into the hearts of the demonic cultists and sorcerers present.
Beside Hu San Tainai stood Xiaomei, wearing a white fox fur coat. She also gazed over from the southern rocky outcrop. "Qin Ze, Mo Ting..." she said, waving her hand. The tall, female demon, upon seeing this, was already astonished: "The fox clan, Hu San, Hu San Tainai? Are these the fox clan's summoned disciples? Even a great fox demon like Hu San Tainai has come?" As the Great Dharma Protector of the Black Demon Cult and having wreaked havoc in the Chuan Shu region, the tall, female demon naturally knew of the significant demonic clan in this area, the fox clan. Its leader was none other than Hu San Tainai. The fox clan lived in seclusion in the deep mountains, indifferent to worldly affairs, but no force dared to underestimate them. This was because Hu San Tainai, a thousand-year-old great demon, was the strongest protector of the fox clan. Previously, the Black Demon Cult had no dealings with the fox clan; they had existed independently. But now, the fox clan, and even their leader Hu San Tainai, had arrived…
Miao Nanzi also panicked: "Great Dharma Protector, this is problematic! Hu San Tainai has over a thousand years of cultivation; her strength is not to be underestimated!" The tall, female demon didn't know what to say. They had expected to display the might of the Black Demon Cult by deploying their formations and a thousand ghost and corpse slaves, showing the righteous sects that the Black Demon Cult was not to be trifled with, and certainly not to be allowed to steal their soul stones, which were crucial for creating ghost and corpse slaves. But now, something felt wrong. First, a thousand-year-old female ghost arrived with a host of ghost cultivators. Now, the fox clan from Chuan Shu had appeared, making things very difficult…
"Hahaha, the fox clan has arrived, and their reinforcements too!" Old Mo laughed, as if his injuries had already lessened. Yunxia Gu, Xia Qiu Xi, and their uncle were all revitalized. The densely packed fox clan wild immortals arriving likely numbered several hundred. Coupled with the ghost horde brought by Qingdai, especially the twenty ghost cavalry, even if the demonic cult unleashed their eight hundred ghost slaves, they felt they had a fighting chance. "Let's attack, Master; I can still fight!" Old Mo became excited again, eager to fight once more. However, Qingdai responded again: "Not yet, let's wait a bit longer..."
"Wait longer?" Everyone looked at Qingdai, not understanding her intention. Meanwhile, the demonic cult forces were being attacked from two directions in the southwest. Although many sorcerers attempted to obstruct them, and ghost slaves, corpse slaves, and monsters were released, these were only temporary hindrances. The morale of the demonic cult forces had been severely hit. The tall, female demon, no longer focused on facing them and Qingdai directly, was directing the overall command, ordering her subordinates to repel the incoming enemies.
However, the Crow Daoist, who had been quietly retreating southward within the demonic cult, now returned. Seeing the fierce ghost cavalry to the west, Qingdai watching intently, and the fox clan demon immortals attacking from the south, he dared not provoke them easily. He swallowed and turned to flee north. Currently, only the north seemed safest. But he was wrong. Just as he prepared to move north, a "zizi zizi" sound erupted from the northern forest. The sound was faint but dense. It grew louder and louder. Many sorcerers were drawn to it. They looked north. It was better not to look, but upon seeing it, they witnessed a dense, overwhelming tide of rats surging forward. One following another, group after group. At a glance, it was all rats. Their numbers must have been in the tens of thousands, like a flood.
"Rats, rats…" "Mice, why are there so many mice!" "My heavens! How can this rat horde be like a flood, it's too, too many…" "..." The sorcerers in the north, upon seeing this, all panicked. Even with their daoist magic, they were stunned into confusion when faced with a flood-like swarm of mice. The "zizi zizi" sound was made by these mice as they ran. As the rat horde surged like a flood, those sorcerers had nowhere to retreat. They raised their hands, ready to cast spells. But these mice were clearly not ordinary rodents. Some mice moved like lightning. "Sou sou sou," they shot out, biting at the sorcerers who were about to cast spells. Moreover, as soon as they latched on, many mice began to burrow into the sorcerers' mouths, frightening the sorcerers into retreating. Those who couldn't retreat in time, once knocked to the ground, would instantly be engulfed by the rat swarm. If a rat burrowed into someone's mouth, they would be gnawed to a bloody pulp…