After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 118 - "The World of Lunar Eclipse"

On the polar ice fields, a white-robed youth darted across the frozen terrain, his light-footed movements resembling a flying swallow.

Behind him, the glacier cracked and splintered with every step. Beneath the icy surface, something monstrous lurked—a predatory force resembling a polar shark, relentlessly pursuing He Ange.

As the cracks closed in on his heels, He Ange leapt into the air, soaring high above.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

From beneath the ice, a colossal maw burst forth, spraying shards of ice and seawater in all directions.

Had he been a second slower, the nine-tailed ice fox—manifested from spiritual energy—would have devoured him whole.

Sword Technique: Phoenix Nine Thousand!

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Regaining his composure, He Ange pressed his fingers together. The Silver Phoenix Sword at his side erupted with a resonant cry, splitting into nine thousand phantom blades that swarmed toward the ice fox.

“Hmph, just a scratch,” came a cold scoff.

Not far away, the snow-white fox maiden watched the battle unfold with a smirk, her lips curling in disdain.

After their initial exchanges, Xia Zhiyue had already assessed He Ange’s capabilities. At best, he was at the late Core Formation stage.

Meanwhile, her ice fox—a mere fragment of her nine-tailed power—possessed the strength of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

And Xia Zhiyue could summon nine such ice foxes if she wished.

The disparity in strength was evident. He Ange, it seemed, was nothing extraordinary. There was no longer any value in testing him further.

It was time for her to step in personally.

She hadn’t forgotten that He Ange possessed a mysterious artifact. Earlier that day, it had allowed him to withstand the Divine Transformation-level pressure she had unleashed.

Xia Zhiyue’s curiosity about He Ange’s secrets had only grown.

During the day, she had held back, mindful of her status as the Sacred Maiden and her role as an elder sister. But now, emboldened by the wine she had shared with Qin Shiyan, her blood was boiling with excitement. She had no intention of showing mercy to her “brother-in-law.”

Her plan was simple: confront him head-on.

If she could pin him down and beat him senseless, he’d have no choice but to spill all his secrets.

It was a crude and unorthodox approach, but for someone as powerful as Xia Zhiyue, it was also the most efficient. Why bother with schemes when brute force would suffice?

With this thought, Xia Zhiyue let out a cold laugh.

She raised her hands, her fingers curling as demonic energy gathered in her palms. Behind her, nine massive, snow-white tails rose into the air.

It was time for her ultimate move.

“He Ange, I can’t wait to see your cold, handsome face twisted in fear. I wonder how pitiful you’ll look when you cry—”

Her voice trailed off as she brought her hands together in a circular motion.

At that moment, an abyssal wave of demonic energy radiated from her, engulfing the entire polar ice field.

—Secret Technique: Lunar Eclipse!

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At the frontlines of the icy battlefield, He Ange was still locked in combat with the nine-tailed ice fox.

In terms of both offense and defense, he was at a clear disadvantage, making the fight incredibly challenging.

As he searched for an opening, he noticed the snow-white fox maiden preparing another large-scale technique.

“This Sacred Maiden is insane!” He Ange muttered, unable to suppress a curse.

He was genuinely exasperated. Xia Ranyue had brought him to the Fox Clan to play the role of her boyfriend and annoy her sister. But who could have predicted that Xia Zhiyue, the Sacred Maiden, would be so petty?

In the dead of night, after everyone had gone to bed, Xia Zhiyue, drunk on wine, had come looking for a fight.

Without a word, she had used her ocular technique to drag He Ange into this frozen wasteland, summoning a Nascent Soul-level ice fox to torment him.

And now, before he had even defeated the ice fox, she was unleashing her ultimate move!

It was as if she was determined to push him to the brink of death.

What had he done to deserve this?

He Ange clicked his tongue in frustration, resisting the urge to curse Xia Zhiyue’s ancestors. But remembering that Xia Ranyue was her sister, he held his tongue.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ice fox leapt, its jaws snapping at He Ange as he hovered in midair.

He raised his sword, ready to counter.

But then, the moonlight above shifted, casting a crimson hue over the icy landscape. The massive ice fox began to melt under the blood-red light.

Landing on the ground, He Ange found himself enveloped in darkness.

“What kind of sorcery is this now?” he muttered, taking a sharp breath as he looked up.

In the sky, the blood moon loomed ominously. Against its backdrop stood the silhouette of the nine-tailed fox maiden.

She hovered high above, her presence divine and untouchable, as if she held the sun and moon in her hands and trampled the stars beneath her feet. Her gaze was cold and condescending, fixed on the tiny figure of the white-robed youth below.

Crack, crack, crack—

The ground trembled beneath He Ange’s feet.

Looking around, he saw the ice beneath him igniting with black flames, transforming the surroundings into a hellish landscape of red and black.

This place resembled the end of the world.

And the blood moon above was the source of it all.

Everything touched by its light was consumed by the eerie black flames.

Instinctively, He Ange knew that if he didn’t escape within ten minutes, he would be engulfed by the flames.

But this was a realm created by the Sacred Maiden herself. Where could he possibly run in this apocalyptic illusion?

“Wait.”

“This is an illusion, not reality...”

Forcing himself to remain calm, He Ange focused on his senses. The black flames licked at his skin, causing a burning sensation. But when he concentrated, he realized his physical body was unharmed.

It was clear that the Fox Clan, known for their mastery of illusions, had produced a true prodigy in Xia Zhiyue. Confident in her abilities, she had unleashed her ultimate illusion, Lunar Eclipse, to end the battle.

But unfortunately for her, illusions were He Ange’s specialty.

During his time with Feng Yuan, He Ange had learned much about illusions. He had honed his skills in the abyss, an otherworldly realm filled with dangers and deceptions.

In the abyss, all things were illusions.

Feng Yuan had survived there by mastering illusions to an unparalleled degree, developing near-immunity to their effects. This allowed her to navigate the abyss as if it were the real world.

Anyone who survived in the abyss had to possess similar skills.

This included a certain human youth who had inherited Feng Yuan’s bloodline and survived by consuming the flesh of abyssal creatures.

He Ange might struggle against Xia Zhiyue’s ice fox.

But when it came to illusions...

He wouldn’t be led around like a dog on a leash.

Abyss Orb: Activate!

Now that the battle had shifted to the realm of illusions, He Ange no longer held back. Activating the Abyss Orb, he temporarily pushed his attributes to their limits.

He plunged the Silver Phoenix Sword into the icy ground.

Using the sword as a conduit, he channeled the abyssal energy of the Abyss Orb into the illusionary world, aiming to corrupt its core.

Since Xia Zhiyue had created this realm, He Ange decided to turn the tables. He would use the abyssal power of the Abyss Orb to corrupt and seize control of her illusion.

—Abyss Technique: Lunar Descent!