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Chapter 644 - 643: Su Daji, Calamity of Nation and People—Come With Me

Nezha furrowed his brows, and the Fire-tipped Spear leaped into the air to parry.

With a thunderous roar.

A terrifying shockwave erupted, sweeping through the clouds and shattering the plains.

The uproar rose throughout the region for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Then, a creaking sound was heard as the center of the plains collapsed, and countless scattered skeletal remains stood up within the shroud of a black cadaverous light.

Next, skeletons fused together to form a massive skeletal war horse.

And in the void, the presence wielding the war halberd also slowly emerged.

It was a headless general, and within its shattered armor, one could see that there was no flesh or blood inside.

It mounted that gigantic skeletal war horse, brandishing its war halberd with ferocious words.

"Intruders, get out of my territory!"

The voice of the Headless Knight boomed like thunder, shaking the clouds for hundreds of thousands of miles, causing the void to tremble.

This was a powerful Quasi-Saint.

The clash of the war halberd and the Fire-tipped Spear even suppressed Nezha.

But at that time, instead of panicking, everyone was amazed.

"Qingqiu is truly a magical place, with a Quasi-Saint that should have died long ago existing in this form. This is its domain," the Six-Eared Macaque said, with a tone of excitement.

"Once more, get out of here!" the headless Quasi-Saint reprimanded again, the bloodstains on the war halberd burning.

However, they remained unmoved, instead praising and studying it.

This incited its fury, as the war halberd swung down again, with a crimson light tearing through the void.

Nezha remained expressionless, thrusting the Fire-tipped Spear.

Divine Weapons clashed.

Another stormy ripple arose.

Their strengths were evenly matched, with no significant disparity.

And from the depths of the void, a voice, tinged with mockery, sounded.

"Nezha, how have you been hanging on?"

"After all these years, just now reaching Quasi-Saint?"

The sudden voice startled everyone present, except Lin Heng, who remained calm, as if he had already sensed someone approaching.

The headless Quasi-Saint and Nezha halted their battle, staring at the source of the sound in confusion.

As the ripples there fluctuated, the clouds parted and the mist dispersed.

From the firmament, four fox spirits slowly emerged.

And at the sight of the four foxes, the headless Quasi-Saint, who had exuded such imposing power a moment ago, immediately cowered like a mouse before a cat, dismounting and kneeling on one knee toward the heavens.

"In the presence of the Highland Sacred Race!"

It bowed deeply, its tone full of reverence.

"Highland Sacred Race?"

Lin Heng mused, his gaze shifting over the four fox spirits, notably fixating on the magnificent fox leading them.

And it was none other than her who had just mocked Nezha!

"Who are you..."

Nezha’s brows furrowed tightly at this moment, his eyes locked onto the fox with a sense of deja vu.

"Oh, it’s only been a million years, and you don’t remember me?"

Su Daji’s tone carried a poignant grievance: "Well, for someone capable of such acts as returning bones to one’s father and flesh to one’s mother, not recognizing people is understandable."

As she spoke, her body emitted a soft glow, enveloped in mist, emerging as a graceful and stunning woman into everyone’s view.

Just one glance left everyone present internally shaken.

Beautiful!

The fox spirit transformed into human form was breathtakingly beautiful!

Her icy skin and jade bones, a paragon of beauty.

Born an enchanting creature, captivating and charming.

Even the most complimentary words for a woman’s beauty would not be excessive for her.

Even Lin Heng couldn’t help but be slightly amazed that such a world-disrupting beauty existed.

But in the next second, he suddenly understood.

It was because Nezha, shocked, uttered her name.

"Su Daji?!"

"You... you’re still alive?"

Nezha’s pupils constricted violently, an inner storm brewing, disbelief all over his face.

It must be known that when Great Shang fell, he personally witnessed Jiang Ziya executing the demonic fox Daji on the Demon-slaying Platform.

Yet now, she stood alive before him.

This left Nezha momentarily unsure of reality and illusion.

"No wonder there was such a familiarity... I didn’t expect it to be her..."

Nezha was internally shaken, momentarily distracted.

"Is she really Su Daji?"

The others exchanged glances, their faces filled with astonishment.

Su Daji’s reputation was too notorious. Even after a million years since the Divine Enthronement, she remained the epitome of a demon consort who wreaked havoc.

Seeing Nezha’s incredulous expression, Su Daji felt extremely smug, unable to contain her laughter.

The laughter was like silver bells, pleasing to the ears yet exuded a bewitching allure that penetrated the bones.

What defines a born demonic fox?

Everyone today had truly experienced it.

"Speaking of which, Nezha, you were an unparalleled genius during the Gods Sealing Era, shining brilliantly. How is it that a million years later, your power is so meager?"

Su Daji inquired again, but this time without mockery, instead full of curiosity.

Yet Nezha’s face remained impassive: "It’s none of your business."

"Oh, quite the temper." Su Daji chuckled, unconcerned, her narrow eyes skimmed over everyone, eventually returning to Nezha: "Looks like you’re here to resurrect someone too."

"If I’m not mistaken, you intend to revive your mother?"

Su Daji’s beautiful eyes shimmered, seemingly able to perceive the heart’s secrets.

"What do you want?" Nezha tightened his grip on the Fire-tipped Spear, his face wary and full of hostility.

Even though the Divine Enthronement was eras ago.

He dared not relax his vigilance against this fox spirit.

"Come on, look how flustered you are."

Su Daji curled her lips disdainfully: "I’ve no interest in dealing with you, if I wanted to, it’s a trivial matter."

"I’m here merely to prevent you all from causing chaos in this Qingqiu Land."

"It doesn’t matter if you harm yourselves, just don’t let the conflict spill onto the innocent beings of Qingqiu."

"Over these years, you outsiders have blundered in so ignorantly, causing endless trouble, it’s quite annoying."

Though her words bore reproach, when spoken from Su Daji’s lips, it was as if a little lady was coyly reprimanding.

It was only because the people present were strong-willed, not swayed by beauty, otherwise, others might have long lost their composure.

Su Daji said, "If it’s about resurrection, then follow me, I’ll take you to the Holy Race Highland."