Chapter 145: The Obsessed Fox
*Era of the Origins... War Camp of General Titan XiMen... The Iron Mountains...*
The sky of the Era of the Origins never knew true rest. Above the sharp peaks of the Iron Mountains, storms of pure Qi tore through the clouds, illuminating with electric reflections the fortresses erected by the Titans.
These colossi, proud of their lineage of Courage, dominated this part of the world with an arrogance born of a brute physical force capable of shaking the very foundations of the earth. In this universe where size and the power of the Dantian dictated the hierarchy, humans remained shadows, parasites stirring in the blind spots of the gods’ perception.
However, a rumor was beginning to poison the banquets of the sovereigns: that of the Celestial Demon. A man with silver hair, devoid of significant Qi, but whose cold intelligence and ruthless methods had already caused the fall of several lineage lords.
Several decades had passed since BaiShe had bought a small terrified fox in the ruins of a destroyed palace. Consequently, the fragile creature of yesteryear had given way to an entity whose name alone made sentinels tremble: the Hundred Faces Demoness. One could no longer name the Celestial Demon without mentioning his shadow, that invisible blade capable of infiltrating the most protected sanctuaries to sow death there.
In the colossal tent of General XiMen, the luxury was on the scale of its occupant. Snow dragon skins covered the floor, and pillars of solid gold supported a purple silk vault. XiMen, a three-meter-tall Titan with tanned skin and eyes injected with solar Qi, was seated on his resting bed.
Facing him stood his favorite wife, or at least what he believed to be his devoted companion. Yi Lan, using her Immortal Constitution of 100 Faces, had copied every detail of the giantess with precision.
Her skin scent, the vibratory frequency of her Qi and even the golden gleam of her pupils were identical to the original, whom BaiShe had made disappear three days earlier.
"You seem worried, my queen..." thundered XiMen’s voice, a low vibration that made the crystal cups on the low table tremble.
Yi Lan, under her traits of a protective giantess, let a suave smile appear, a mixture of submission and carnal provocation. She approached the general, her wide hips swaying with a grace that immediately made the Titan’s blood boil.