Originally, the disaster of the demon fox was nothing more than a trivial matter. Although troublesome, it would not go so far as to permanently cripple the Mourning Candle Dynasty.
However, by inviting a wolf into the house and bringing the Saint Lord here this time, the hidden dangers involved were likely dozens of times more severe than the demon fox disaster itself.
Ever since being defeated by the Crimson Soaring Dynasty, the Candle Family had been hiding on this small island just to drag out their last breaths.
Looking at it now, the moment of their ultimate end had finally arrived.
Led by Alex’s auspicious clouds, the two traveled at an extremely fast pace. In just over half an hour, they crossed a thousand miles, arriving at the Eastern Sea and standing above a small island.
Noah said respectfully. "Saint Lord, this Double Heart Island is the dwelling place of the Mourning Candle Royal Family!"
Alex nodded and said flatly. "Noah, having you stay in this small place all these years to develop the branch family has truly wronged you."
"Not at all, being able to serve the Saint Lord is this subordinate’s honor. How could it be considered a grievance!" Moved beyond words by Alex’s concern, Noah hurriedly said.
"Saint Lord, please come this way, this subordinate will guide you to the imperial palace!"
The scale of Double Heart Island was basically just the size of a single region in the Heavenly Flame Dynasty. Therefore, the imperial palace of the Mourning Candle Royal Family was no different from the local government offices of those region.
Under Noah’s lead, the moment Alex stepped into the imperial palace, he caught a pungent stench of blood.
Scattered across the ground were over a dozen corpses. judging by their attire, they were guards of the imperial palace.
The originally strong and burly guards had all been drained of their life essence, reduced to skin-and-bones mummies.
On each person’s neck was a hideous bite mark with remnants of dried blood.
Alex frowned slightly, leaned down to inspect the wounds on one of the guards, and said in a deep voice. "It really is a fox demon."
"It seems this fox demon is even more ruthless than we imagined."
Passing through layer after layer of bloody corpses, they could hear bursts of laughter and giggling from a distance.
Alex and Noah focused their gazes. They saw a middle-aged man sitting on the throne with a beautiful woman wrapped in his arms, chatting, laughing, and drinking.
Noah whispered to Alex that this middle-aged man was the Monarch of the Mourning Candle Dynasty, Ebon Candle.
Ebon noticed these two uninvited guests. His face sank, and he asked coldly. "Who are you two, to dare trespass into my imperial palace!"
"Your Majesty Ebon, do not misunderstand." Alex walked forward and smiled faintly.
"I am the Saint Lord of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty’s Hale family, Alex."
"Having learned that Your Majesty has encountered a bit of trouble lately, I specially rushed over to assist."
Nowadays, his name already held massive prestige among the various major dynasties. Otherwise, royal factions like the Crimson Soaring Dynasty, Purple Star Dynasty, and White Feather Dynasty would not have sent their royal relatives to attend the Hale family’s Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
For the ruler of a small country like Ebon, seeing him arrive in person should have made him feel overwhelmed by the favor.
However, after hearing Alex announce his identity, Ebon did not show the slightest change in reaction, he gave a disdainful snort and sneered contemptuously. "Alex? Never heard of you!"
"I have been perfectly fine lately. What trouble is there? Do not engage in alarmist talk here!"
"Men, take these two foul-mouthed madmen and throw them out!"
With a wave of Ebon’s hand, several guards rushed out from the sides, surrounding Alex and Noah with unfriendly expressions.
"You lot are presumptuous!" Noah’s eyes widened in anger.
"My Saint Lord Alex specially traveled thousands of miles from the Holy Land to help your monarch escape disaster."
"You actually dare to point swords and spears at us! Are you trying to make an enemy of my Hale family?!"
Faced with Ebon’s aggressive orders and Noah’s furious shouts, the soldiers wore expressions of difficulty, standing frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.
Alex, however, completely ignored the surrounding soldiers. Pouring a trace of spiritual energy into his eyes, he stared dead at Ebon on the throne.
Once he saw clearly, a cold sneer hooked at the corners of his mouth. "Heh, as expected!"
This Ebon was indeed possessed by a fox demon.
However, somewhat exceeding Alex’s expectations, he was not bewitched by a female fox, but rather had his mind controlled by a male fox.
Occupying Ebon’s mind was a relatively rare species among the fox clan known as the Green-Whiskered Red Fox.
The Green-Whiskered Red Fox was bloodthirsty and lustful, the males in particular loved to control men’s bodies, absorbing their yang energy while using the men’s bodies to satisfy their own greed and murderous desires.
This Green-Whiskered Red Fox controlling Ebon had a cultivation roughly at the middle stage of the Mahayana Realm.
It could already achieve perfect disguise and conceal its wild aura. If it were not for an expert like Alex whose strength far surpassed it, detecting its existence would be fundamentally impossible.
The beauty in Ebon’s embrace was also transformed from a female fox.
This was a delicate, pink-furred fox whose cultivation was not strong, having just barely reached the stage where she could take human form.
Two fox demons sitting on a throne, issuing orders to a group of humans, the scene was truly absurd and comical.
Alex narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly. "Noah, let us go."
"...Ah? Go?" Noah froze and asked cautiously.
"Saint Lord, are we... not going to make a move?"
"No rush." Alex shrugged and laughed.
"After all, you invited me here representing the Princess of Mourning Candle Dynasty."
"As for the extent to which we take action, we should first ask for the Princess’s opinion."