"Old Mou..."
Zhang Duoyu fought with all her might to halt her forward charge.
She had never imagined that the final outcome of splitting up to flee would be Old Mou's long-distance voice transmission.
A Throne!
That was a Throne!
Under heaven, aside from a premeditated encirclement and slaughter, in a battle between equals, if a Throne wished to leave, who could possibly keep them? But!
After rushing here alone in response to the message, the last sight Zhang Duoyu saw of Zhang Zhongmou was his head being crushed to pieces between the two fingers of that oversized White Skeleton.
How absurd was that? Panic rose in Zhang Duoyu's heart.
There could not possibly have been anyone else here.
And yet, Zhang Zhongmou had still died at the hands of this hulking creature.
That meant this White Skeleton absolutely possessed a true killing move utterly inconsistent with its apparent strength.
An overwhelmingly powerful trump card that even a Throne could not escape from, one capable of keeping an opponent at the very limit!
"But how could a White Skeleton possess something like that?"
Zhang Duoyu still found the outcome incomparably ridiculous.
She knew of the White Cavern.
When it had opened years ago, she and Zhang Taiying had been the ones to sneak inside.
The Fallen Sacrificial Carving Fragment had also been obtained here.
Back then, aside from the somewhat useful physique of a Master, what about such frail creatures as White Skeletons was worth their notice? Nothing at all!
But the truth lay before her eyes, leaving Zhang Duoyu no choice but to believe it.
"Run!"
The moment she saw that she could not save Old Mou at all, Zhang Duoyu immediately changed her mind.
No matter how little she believed it, staying before the White Skeleton now would