White Bone Immortal Island.
The southwest edge.
Halfway down a ten-thousand-zhang cliff, a stone platform jutted out.
Seated upright on the platform was an Immortal Emperor in black, unexpectedly a young matron who looked to be in her thirties. Her expression was indifferent, her gaze sharp.
Not far in front of her, in the valley below the cliff, dense Killing Intent of white bones had piled up like a sea, surging like waves.
A white-bone skeleton a thousand zhang tall flickered in and out of sight within the Killing Intent, letting out a low growl from time to time, its voice mixed with a terrifying might.
The black-clad Immortal Emperor turned a deaf ear to the furious roars coming from the white-bone skeleton.
Her sharp gaze remained fixed on a certain spot below the cliff. There, astonishingly, grew a small tree. The little tree had long since withered, yet it had nevertheless formed a pure white immortal fruit that was giving off a faint, lingering fragrance.
As the white-bone skeleton roared, it charged at the little tree, a hand with nothing left but stark white bones reaching toward that pure white immortal fruit.
But before it could seize it properly, it was bounced away by a ring of radiance emanating from the little tree itself.
The white-bone skeleton was incomparably enraged, roaring again and again.
It struck out repeatedly, yet could never break through that ring of light. It could only raise its head in resentment and look toward the black-clad Immortal Emperor halfway up the cliff.
It bellowed in a voice filled with utmost hatred.
"Chao Wanxiu!"
"You know what that fruit means to me. Must you force me like this?"
"I'm warning you, if you keep obstructing me, once I fully recover, I will make you pay a