When Little Zhuge saw this, his eyes widened.
This plot isn't supposed to go like this, is it? Shouldn't the Nine-tailed Fox be waiting for me to explain the origin of this bell, and then I'd just make something up, and she'd let me go afterward?
But Little Zhuge's thoughts were beautiful, while reality was cruel.
Little Zhuge didn't even have time to react, directly crushing the jade pendant in his hand.
Just then, a terrifying power filled this heaven and earth, and the source of this terrifying power came from the jade pendant Little Zhuge had crushed.
The Nine-tailed Fox, who was about to attack, felt this power, and her giant claw stopped, her eyes fixed on Little Zhuge's direction.
At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from where the jade pendant had shattered, though it was just a divine sense phantom.
The phantom was an old man dressed in worn sackcloth.
