Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Azure Purgatory Fox, Yao Xin (2)

The raging tornado of azure flames screamed around it, talismans exploding one after another like thunderclaps, shockwaves tearing the forest apart under the night sky.

Trees disintegrated.

Rocks melted as spiritual qi turned chaotic.

Yet inside that storm, Goldie stood perfectly still, like a monk undisturbed by worldly affairs.

Its black cloak fluttered wildly, but the faint golden layer around its body remained steady….like an unmoving mountain beneath crashing waves.

Yao Xin’s pupils shrank as she sensed that Goldie was up to something again.

But she had already gone too far; there was no turning back now.

“…What the hell are you…” one of her clones muttered under her breath.

No answer came.

Goldie simply kept its palms pressed together.

Then—

Hummmmmm—

A strange vibration spread through the air, soft and low, like an ancient bell being struck deep underground.

The sound didn’t travel through the ears.

It traveled through the bones.

It felt as if it resonated through the very soul.

Yao Xin’s heart skipped when she felt that.

Danger.

Extreme danger.

“All of you—scatter!”

She tried to order, but it was too late.

Goldie’s eyes flashed.

Then it slowly separated its palms.

Between them…..a tiny golden light flickered into existence.

It was small and harmless-looking, like a candle flame.

But the moment it appeared, the surrounding space warped.

Goldie looked down at that speck of light for a moment before clenching the small light within one large palm.

Light spilled like flowing water as it poured out of its figure and began to cover the arm that clenched it.

As if its arm were being empowered, lines of golden veins slowly surfaced, until the arm seemed to come alive.

“…”

Goldie looked at its arm for a moment before raising it high and smashing it into the ground like a flash of brilliance, standing tall in the gray, colorless world.

BAM!

The moment Goldie’s empowered palm struck the ground—

CRAAAAAAAAACK!

The earth caved in like fragile glass as a blinding golden line ripped forward from the impact point.

For a heartbeat…

Nothing happened.

Then—

SHIIIIING!

SHIIIIING!

SHIIIIING!

Hundreds of gigantic golden blades of light erupted from the ground, like heavenly swords being unsheathed.

The area around Goldie—no, at least a hundred meters in every direction exploded as blades of light surged violently from the ground.

They tore through the azure tornado in an instant and even managed to kill all of Yao Xin’s clones… except one.

The real Yao Xin barely dodged in time, but one of her arms was completely disintegrated as she fell from the sky.

Now staring at the surroundings…

Yao Xin’s breath hitched.

The world around her had… changed.

Looking at the scene of the many pillars of light surrounding her inside this gray world…

For some reason, her eyes seemed to soften and grow gentle, as if time had slowed.

“…So beautiful.”

Yao Xin couldn’t help but murmur at the surreal scene, despite being injured herself.

Hundreds of golden pillars pierced upward from the earth like divine swords, humming softly.

Each one perfectly straight and smooth.

They didn’t look violent, but rather… holy.

Like something carved by a god.

As she was lost in the beauty, her body gradually fell toward the ground.

But before she could land—

Spurt!

A hand pierced through her chest, pinning her body in midair.

Warm blood splashed across the golden light.

For a moment…

Yao Xin didn’t even feel the pain.

…Only a strange numbness.

Like her body no longer belonged to her.

She looked down at the black-cloaked figure below her.

A wry smile crossed her beautiful yet bloodied mature face.

“…Ah…”

Her lips parted weakly as blood slid down her chin in thin streams.

So this time…

It was real.

No talisman, no clone… and no more trick.

Just her.

How embarrassing.

After making such a big speech too…

“If you want my life… come take it…haha….”

She almost wanted to laugh.

Turns out….

He really did.

Her legs dangled limply.

The blue flames around her tails flickered like candles in the wind.

One by one…

They began to dim.

The Heavenly Fox Transformation was collapsing.

Without enough life force, the technique couldn’t sustain itself.

Her mature figure slowly shrank.

Bones creaked softly, and the flame-fur receded.

Even the tails thinned, breaking apart into drifting sparks, like fireflies dying in winter.

Soon, she was back to normal.

Back to that small, mischievous girl.

Just Yao Xin.

Not some clan genius.

Not some demon-path prodigy.

Just… her.

“…Heh…”

A weak chuckle escaped.

It hurt to breathe.

Every inhale tasted like blood.

She lifted her remaining hand slightly, as if trying to push Goldie away.

But she didn’t even have the strength to touch him.

Her fingers trembled… then slowly dropped.

“…Grandpa…”

Her voice was barely a whisper.

“…sorry…”

“I think… I wasted all those talismans you gave me…”

Her vision slowly blurred.

The golden pillars around her looked hazy now.

Everything now looked like a dream.

“…you’re gonna scold me again…”

She could almost imagine it.

That old man’s angry face.

Calling her reckless.

Calling her stupid.

Her chest tightened at the thought, but it wasn’t from pain… it was from regret.

“…Damn it…”

A tear mixed with blood at the corner of her eye.

“So unfair…”

Her gaze shifted weakly toward Goldie.

“…what the hell are you…”

And still no answer came as the figure remained silent.

Like killing her meant nothing to the cloak figure and that indifference stung more than hatred.

“…At least…”

She coughed as warm blood splattered onto Goldie’s cloak again.

“…remember my name, okay…?”

“…Yao Xin…”

“…don’t forget it… being forgotten is…”

Her voice faded softer and softer.

“…scary…”

The world grew darker and colder.

The sounds of wind, fire, and cracking earth slowly drifted away from her senses.

Her heartbeat also began to weaken.

Thump…

…Thump…

…Thump…

She felt tired.

So tired.

Maybe… just a small nap… would be fine…

Her head tilted.

The light in her fox-like pupils slowly dimmed.

Then—

Her movement stopped completely.

The last blue spark around her tail flickered… and went out.

Poof…

With that, silence returned to the battlefield.

Goldie’s hand still pierced through her chest.

But now….

There was no resistance.

No qi.

No life.

Just a small, fragile body hanging there.

Light as paper and…

…dead.

Yao Xin, the notorious little fox of the Devil Yin Sect, the girl everyone swore would become the next Holy Daughter…

…had died.

“…”

Goldie slowly lowered the body and withdrew its fist, gently placing the corpse onto the ground.

Thud.

Her brave last stand earned her corpse at least some respect.

It stared down at the body for a long moment, as if to make sure there were no more tricks.

But even after waiting there for a long while, nothing happened.

Only the silence of the night lingered.

Realizing that this woman was truly dead, the forest slowly regained its color again, as golden motes and pillars of light dispersed like fireflies drifting into the night, creating a beautiful scene in the middle of darkness.

“…”

Goldie looked up at the dark sky as the last flickers of golden light vanished.

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