Then it struck the clouds like lightning. The Tiger Support rang loudly, with flashes of lightning faintly appearing.
Jiu Ru stood in midair, his body like a sharp sword and his eyes like lightning. He stared at the clouds and the Tiger Support as they faced off, his right hand held with two fingers together like a blade, waiting for his chance.
At this moment, Jiu Ru was no longer the Bone Doctor who had forcibly taken another's bones for his own selfish desires. Instead, he possessed a measure of heroic spirit.
"Little friend, lend me a hand!" Jiu Ru shouted.
Ye Tian shot into the air, the Immortal Blade in his hand sweeping upward against the momentum. His strike hit the clouds squarely. Amid flying stone chips, a black cloud of mist revealed its form. Holding the Tiger Support and standing atop the Immortal Blade, it actually blocked the attacks of both Jiu Ru and Ye Tian alone.
"Bone Doctor, after all these years, you still refuse to give up. It seems you have come here to deliver yourself to death?" a low voice said from within the black mist.
"A prodigal son who turns back is worth more than gold. Today, I will help this little friend break your deceptive illusion," Jiu Ru said deeply.
"Hahaha, you want to break me? You overestimate yourselves," the black mist said disdainfully.
Yet Jiu Ru turned a deaf ear. His two fingers casually tapped through the void, sending ripples spreading outward. The Tiger Support in the black mist's hand instantly flew back into Jiu Ru's grasp, then spun endlessly in his palm.
Ye Tian snorted coldly and released the Immortal Blade in his hand. Pressing his palms together, he surged with immortal power. A massive Immortal Blade some thirty meters long