"Sixth Soul Skill: Bone Armor!"
Seeing Lu Genggeng swallowed by the lava below, his fate unknown, Tang Dai's face filled with horror. The flaming arrow reflected in his pupils rapidly grew larger, and he shouted in desperation.
Just as Xu Cheng had said, if they did not get serious, they really might die here...
His sixth black Soul Ring lit up. Countless hard bone spikes quickly emerged from the gaps in the Skeleton King he had become, then wrapped around his hollow body like vines. It looked as though gray flesh had grown over him, making him solid and sturdy.
This was his lifesaving Soul Skill, one he only used when facing a Soul Saint or an enemy he could not handle. The Bone Armor it summoned was incredibly hard; no one at his level could shake it.
Just as he let out a slight sigh of relief, the flaming arrow arrived.
Like a dazzling burst of fireworks, it struck him. Searing flames engulfed him in an instant. The terrifying aura paused abruptly, then erupted outward.
"Ah! Yan Feng, save me! Hurry, save me!" Tang Dai's expression finally changed. His entire body was ablaze. The sturdy skeleton, with its physical and magical resistance pushed to the limit, now seemed exceptionally fragile beneath the flames of a single arrow.
"That's the fire of the Sun..." Xu Cheng murmured.
He watched the Skeleton King's three-meter-tall body plummet into the magma again like a meteor.
The remaining two arrows had also reached Yan Feng and the mage Gu Yu.
"Save me! You can't deal with him alone!" Gu Yu said, sounding rather frightened. They had all misjudged Xu Cheng's strength. Young and reckless, especially when they had only just ventured into the world, they always thought heaven ranked first and they ranked second.