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Old Man White Bone Mountain went peacefully.

When Chu Liang emerged to block the road, the large contingent of demonic cultivators led by Chen Mingcang noticed him, but Old Man White Bone Mountain had not paid much attention. He was currently controlling his towering skeletal mountain, blocking the path of Shushan's reinforcements.

With Shushan's four great mountain-guarding elders, Wang Xuanling, and the other seventh-realm peak masters, this powerful force would have little difficulty wiping out these demonic cultivators once they caught up. Thus, according to the plan, he should use the skull to block the way while the other demonic cultivators escaped. These people had pursued from the direction of Shushan and were still some distance from Crimson Cotton Peak, so it would not be difficult to shake them off.

Who could have expected that, aside from the experts coming out of Shushan, another Chu Liang would come charging out from behind them?

But a young disciple should not have posed much of a problem. One person blocking several hundred demonic cultivators—especially when the Northern Abyss Hall Master and the Ink Painting Hall Master were among them—looked no different from throwing his life away.

Who could have imagined that Chu Liang could erupt with such terrifying power in an instant?

The moment his sword light annihilated Chen Mingcang's Nether King Dharma Body, everyone present seemed to see once more that youth who had cleaved Taowu with a single sword at the Shushan Summit.

Only, back then he had relied on the power secretly infused into him by the Immortal Whale Rider. This time, he relied on himself!

Sshk—

Even with Chu Liang's cultivation soaring into the seventh realm, killing an established seventh-realm expert like Chen Mingcang was still difficult. After all, at this level, anyone would have a few