Chapter 441: White Bone True Person

Beyond Canghai Xiancheng.

Two darting lights vanished at extreme speed into the horizon.

Mid-flight, Qin Ming summoned the Silver-Winged Frost Bee.

The moment the Silver-Winged Frost Bee appeared, its body instantly swelled to over ten zhang tall, flapping six pairs of silver cicada wings, their surfaces swirling with mysterious silver runes.

"Nalan Daofriend, ride my spiritual pet—it will be faster."

Qin Ming landed on the Silver-Winged Frost Bee's back and spoke to Nalan Xi.

Nalan Xi had heard rumors that Qin Ming possessed three Spirit King-level spiritual pets.

Now seeing the extraordinary aura of the Silver-Winged Frost Bee, a hint of envy surfaced on her face.

She knew the situation was urgent and immediately leapt onto the beast's back.

At Qin Ming's command.

The Silver-Winged Frost Bee, carrying both of them, became a silver rainbow and vanished instantly into the horizon.

After consuming the flesh and blood of the Green-Faced Poison Dragon, its power had grown, and it had previously broken through to the Celestial Bloodline.

Its current top-speed flight now exceeded that of a Golden Core late-stage cultivator.

…

Just as Qin Ming and Nalan Xi were rushing nonstop toward Liang State.

In Liang State, deep within the Taihu Ruins.

Qingxuan Old Ancestor, Wei Wuyi, Pei Qing, and the two Senior Envoys of Li Huo Palace had already cleared away the ghostly creatures outside, slaying two Core Formation ghosts, and now arrived before the White Bone King's Hall.

The Li Huo Palace envoy, besides Elder Zhou Yu who had once visited Wangyue Island, was a middle-aged man in a jade robe, his face proud and aloof, radiating the aura of one long accustomed to command.

His cultivation had reached the terrifying realm of Golden Core completion—a status that, even in a Nascent Soul sect, commanded supreme reverence.

The Golden Core elders of the Southern Wastelands' major sects, including Golden Core late-stage Qingxuan, treated him with deep awe and dared not overstep.

Throughout this journey, they had followed the arrangements of the two Li Huo Palace envoys.

"Elder He Kang, something seems amiss?"

"The ghostly creatures outside are countless, yet inside this White Bone King's Hall, it's eerily silent—hardly a single ghost to be seen."

Elder Zhou Yu of Li Huo Palace said to the jade-robed man.

He Kang's expression didn't change much; he merely replied, "If the original White Bone True Person had possessed a heavenly treasure like the Hooked Jade Golden Mirror, I might have some caution."

"But now he's reduced to a ghost cultivator, without his mirror—why should we tread lightly?"

"Moreover, I've obtained from our Sect Master that very treasure, which naturally suppresses ghosts. No matter how powerful the White Bone True Person is, he can't unleash even one-tenth of his strength."

Hearing this, the others gained confidence.

The seal on the White Bone King's Hall had been broken, so the group advanced directly inside.

Inside the hall, it was extremely spacious, its decorations entirely made of bone.

Even the floor was paved entirely with white skulls.

At the hall's center stood a massive white bone throne, its back shaped like a fan.

Upon it sat a figure, opening blood-red eyes and silently gazing at the visitors below, a sinister smile curling on its lips.

The White Bone True Person's pale, paper-like face emerged from the darkness, revealed before them.

"Hahaha! You've all come?"

"Two Golden Core late-stage, one Golden Core completion."

"This Saint Ancestor needs powerful souls for cultivation."

"You've all come to me willingly."

Qingxuan Old Ancestor, Wei Wuyi, and the others immediately summoned their core treasures, standing ready.

Until now, they had only heard rumors of the White Bone True Person's name; facing him in person, they felt an inexplicable, overwhelming aura.

But the next moment—

Something unexpected happened.

The White Bone True Person on the bone throne smirked sinisterly.

Two shadowy figures in black robes entered from outside the hall.

Wei Wuyi turned back, his gaze instantly chilling as he said, "It's Liu Jinyuan of Yuan Mo Men and Yan Laomo of He Huan Zong."

Liu Jinyuan gave a dark chuckle, then looked past the group toward the White Bone True Person above and said, "White Bone Elder, our people are nearly all assembled; the other allies are on their way."

"You won't break your word, will you?"

The White Bone True Person smirked faintly. "Naturally."

Meanwhile, those inside the hall finally understood what was happening.

"The Six Demon Sects have secretly colluded with the White Bone Old Devil."

"Hmph! Just a few Golden Core early-stage demons—even ten more wouldn't matter."

Elder He Kang of Li Huo Palace sneered, then immediately hurled a crimson jewel skyward.

BOOM! Instantly, the entire hall was bathed in crimson sunlight, the temperature soaring.

This shocked Liu Jinyuan and Yan Laomo at the entrance.

Their magic power surged chaotically, as if scorched by the sun, their strength instantly diminished.

Seeing He Kang act, the others said nothing and unleashed their ultimate techniques, charging toward the sinister youth on the bone throne.

The White Bone True Person narrowed his blood-red eyes, a mocking smile on his lips.

Then he radiated an utterly terrifying spiritual pressure, laughing wildly: "Hahahaha! This Saint Ancestor hasn't fought in ten thousand years."

"I'll use you as my first target!"

BOOM! Instantly, devastating spells erupted throughout the hall; the powerful shockwaves sent towering waves crashing across the lake's surface.

…

Qin Ming and Nalan Xi, after two days of relentless travel, finally arrived near the Taihu Ruins.

They happened upon this earth-shattering scene and immediately paled.

"It seems Qingxuan Daofriend and the others have already clashed with the White Bone True Person."

"Qin Daofriend, what should we do?"

Nalan Xi asked grimly; subtly, she had decided to follow Qin Ming's lead.

Qin Ming extended his spiritual sense outward, then his eyes flashed as he quickly said:

"Trouble—Golden Core demons are approaching."

"Nalan Daofriend, prepare for battle."

"Hm? There's another familiar aura—sneaky, come out!"

At that moment—

The air rippled, and spiritual energy began churning like boiling water.

Directly before Qin Ming and Nalan Xi, an elderly man in a yellow robe, his skin covered in warts, appeared silently out of thin air.

A powerful Golden Core late-stage spiritual pressure descended.

"Boy, long time no see!"

"I never expected that after decades, you'd grow to this level—it's truly astonishing."

"I've been watching you for a long time. You've come to me willingly."

"Saves me the trouble of luring you out. Honestly, your mist illusion still gives me headaches."

"Hehehe!"

Qin Ming recognized the man at once: "Golden Toad Old Ancestor?"

Beside him, Nalan Xi was stunned—she hadn't even reached the outer perimeter and already faced such a beast.

Facing a Golden Core late-stage semi-transformed beast, she knew she had no chance—she had enough self-awareness for that.

As Nalan Xi hesitated, Qin Ming calmly said: "I'll handle this one."

"Nalan Daofriend, stop those demon cultivators."

"My spiritual pets will assist you."

No sooner had Qin Ming spoken than the Devouring Rat and the Black Water Crocodile appeared.

"Uh... Nalan Daofriend, I never thought we once fought to the death."

"Now we're on the same side—it's truly something to reflect on."

The Devouring Rat, holding a black steel trident, radiated the aura of a third-stage mid-level Spirit King, sighed deeply.

Qin Ming glared at it: "Stop sighing and get going."

"Yes yes yes!"

"Master, rest assured—I won't forget the beast's penis I ate that day!"

"This Great One will slaughter everyone today!"

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(End of Chapter)