At this moment.

The Qingqiu Tribe.

Everyone was on high alert.

Standing at the forefront were the fox people of the Qingqiu Tribe, and behind them were other tribal members with some combat capability.

Tu Shanyue and Tushan Yueli gazed into the distance, their eyes heavy with grave concern.

There, the skies were filled with dust, and an ominous and terrifying aura continuously emanated.

"Yueli, this time the Qingqiu Tribe might not make it!"

Tu Shanyue had tried to open a path for the weaker tribes to escape.

However, the Demon Race refused to engage her.

Whenever she attacked, the demons scattered, and as soon as she returned to protect the main forces, they quickly regrouped and blockaded.

With this back-and-forth, time was quickly running out.

Reluctantly, Tu Shanyue had to choose to face the king-level fierce beast head-on.

She had heard of this beast's fearsome reputation before.

The Blood Race Ancestor had once fallen to this very beast.

Now, she, an inexperienced Qingqiu tribe member, had to face this king-level beast alone.

To be honest, Tu Shanyue herself lacked confidence.

But she had no retreat.

Her people were right behind her!

If she failed to stop this king-level beast, all her people would perish!

"Yueli, if I fail to stop this beast, you must leave! I believe with your capabilities, you can evade the Demon Race."

Saying this, Tu Shanyue gently extended her hand.

A golden divine pattern emerged from her forehead and landed in her palm.

Her eyes held a trace of reluctance as she softly caressed the divine pattern.

This divine pattern had always accompanied her, but now...

With a gentle motion, the divine pattern merged into Tushan Yueli's brow.

Tushan Yueli, witnessing this, shook her head urgently:

"Mother, I will stay here with you!"

However, Tu Shanyue simply shook her head gently.

"Yueli, we may die, but the divine pattern must not fall into the hands of the Demon Race!"

"So, no matter what, this divine pattern must leave here!"

"But..."

Tushan Yueli wanted to speak, but Tu Shanyue stopped her.

She cupped her daughter's face, her thumb gently wiping away the tear threatening to fall.

"Yueli, listen to me!"

Tushan Yueli's fists clenched so tightly that her nails sunk deep into her palms.

A powerful sense of helplessness nearly overwhelmed her.

It's all my fault...

If I were stronger, could I help Mother?!

Perhaps the Qingqiu Tribe's crisis could be averted!

"I... understand."

She finally lowered her head, her voice hoarse beyond recognition.

Only then did Tu Shanyue nod, her gaze shifting back to the Nine Nether Centipede King.

In that brief moment, it had drawn near the base.

There's no more time to delay!

Without further hesitation, her aura erupted, sending her totem-level pressure soaring to the sky.

Seven snow-white fox tails unfurled behind her, transforming into streaks of light rushing toward the colossal creature.

And as the king-level fierce beast sensed the totem-level aura, it halted its advance.

Though it sensed an incredibly alluring aura ahead.

Having lived for so many years, it had gained intelligence close to human level.

Seeking benefit and avoiding harm was its instinct.

But...

Upon sensing the aura of the little bug ahead.

Its compound eyes revealed a hint of derision.

Such a weak bug wants to block its path?

Ridiculous!

As Tu Shanyue stood truly in front of the beast, she truly understood what despair meant.

In the presence of the Nine Nether Centipede King, she was like an ant.

And the demonic qi wrapped around the king-level beast surged relentlessly, stalling the power flowing through her body.

But even so, she never thought of retreating.

Behind her, countless eyes were fixed upon this unequal confrontation.

"Why are king-level fierce beasts so terrifying? In its presence, I feel like I can't breathe."

"Can the Empress truly be a match for this king-level beast? Are we going to die here today?"

"Shut up! We're not going to die; the Empress will surely win!"

"Empress, go for it!"

This shout, like a spark, instantly ignited the entire Qingqiu Base.

The rising cheers converged into waves, reverberating across the battlefield.

Hearing the voices from behind, a slight smile of comfort appeared on Tu Shanyue's lips.

She took a deep breath, and the seven fox tails burst forth with dazzling light:

"Today, you shall not advance a single step more!"

"Illusion Realm·Thousand Dreams!"

Her vast spiritual power, harnessing the power of laws, poured out.

She knew very well that there was no chance in a direct clash.

But if she could redirect or momentarily confuse this beast...

Then the Qingqiu Tribe's crisis would naturally be resolved!

Meanwhile, on a hill several miles away, a group of demon clan members watched from afar.

They dared not get too close.

The Nine Nether Centipede King couldn't differentiate between demon race and other races.

Everyone was its food.

Whether demonic qi or flesh, it accepted everything.

"This time, nothing can go wrong with the Qingqiu Tribe's divine pattern, right?" a demon clan member asked.

"Impossible. The Qingqiu Tribe is facing inevitable doom this time!"

"No other race around is offering aid, with only one Qingqiu Clan Leader..."

"Trying to single-handedly slay the king-level beast is impossible!"

"Once the Nine Nether Centipede King annihilates the Qingqiu Tribe, we'll seize the divine pattern amidst the chaos! Lord Demon God's task will be complete!"

Saying this, the demon clan burst into sinister laughter.

With a seized divine pattern....

The seal of the Demon Abyss would weaken.

Then, some of the weaker Lord Demon Gods would be able to leave the Demon Abyss!

With Lord Demon God's leadership...

Even the strongest Dragon Race in the alternate space!

They were confident in defeating them!

"Roar——!!"

The Nine Nether Centipede King suddenly let out an ear-splitting roar, containing a rare trace of fear.

Hearing this sound, a gleam of joy appeared in Tu Shanyue's eyes.

The illusion realm was working!

Though the Nine Nether Centipede King had remarkable physical attributes...

Its spiritual attribute wasn't outstanding.

Her plan was to use the illusion to make the king-level beast voluntarily leave.

In the intricate illusion she crafted, another more powerful king-level beast was entrenched in the Qingqiu Base.

She aimed to make the Nine Nether Centipede King retreat.

Now, the Nine Nether Centipede King's roar confirmed that her illusion was effective.

The Nine Nether Centipede King was indeed the weakest among the king-level fierce beasts.

Facing other beasts, it would surely retreat.

"Step back..."

Tu Shanyue prayed silently, her fingertips trembling slightly from exhaustion, "Just leave..."

However, the next moment, her smile froze.

The shadow that covered the sky did not retreat; instead, it frantically twisted its hundreds-of-meters-long body, and the demonic qi erupted like a volcanic explosion!

"This is bad...."

Tu Shanyue's face paled.

Lacking experience in confronting fierce beasts, she didn't realize she had made a fatal mistake.

Fierce beasts never retreat in the face of threats!

Instead...

They tear apart everything before them!

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