Thousands of years after he achieved physical sanctification, a Thousand-Faced Strange Fox had actually reappeared in the mortal realm. And it was being used by a little brat from later generations.
The Thousand-Faced Strange Fox wore that exaggerated, ferocious smile on its face. Eyes full of pure disdain.
After having its true form revealed, it instantly transformed into a wisp of red mist and completely drifted away. Right before vanishing, it didn't forget to leave behind a mocking, teasing sneer.
"Idiot! Idiot!"
The mocking voice lingered around the Evergreat Sword Ancestor's ears. Refusing to disperse for a long time.
"This is outrageous..."
"Little brat, you insult this old man too much!"
However, just as the Evergreat Sword Ancestor flew into a humiliated rage and abruptly turned around, he saw Alex's true body standing right behind him.
Wearing a faint smile, and holding the Rakshasa Demon Umbrella. The center of the umbrella pointing directly at him.
