"Do you remember me, sir?"
Jiang Yan stood at the edge of the deep pit, gazing up at the enormous White Jade Skeleton. He smiled faintly and thrust out his right hand without hesitation.
A tiny Black Altar spun slowly in his palm.
"You nearly drove me into a dead end back then. That's something Jiang Yan could hardly forget. To see an old acquaintance again now fills my heart with joy..."
"As the saying goes, one good turn deserves another. Please, have a taste of this!"
When Jiang Yan had first arrived in Hengshan Dao, the only time he had faced a life-or-death crisis was when he encountered this White Jade Skeleton, seated inside a black coffin.
He was no magnanimous man. He had long been thinking that if his cultivation ever recovered, he would make a trip into the depths of the Light Wasteland and settle the score.
What surprised Jiang Yan was that, due to the wasteland's inexplicable upheaval, the White Jade Skeleton had come out on its own. This unexpected reunion filled him with delight.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
As Jiang Yan finished speaking, the Black Altar in his palm immediately rose into the air, climbing high above as it expanded in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Altar towered like a hundred thousand mountains, blotting out the sky and sun.
Crack, crack!
Crack, crack!
The Black Altar turned slowly, releasing a powerful field in every direction. Even space seemed on the verge of being crushed.
Clack, clack!
At last, the White Jade Skeleton noticed Jiang Yan. First, it gazed up at the Black Altar overhead, then lowered its eyes to meet his.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Suddenly, pure black flames sprang up around Jiang Yan. Endless Killing