Lord of Hundred Bones sensed this and his expression turned grave.
"Sword Cultivator, then let me see what you can do. How do you compare to Sword Lake Palace?"
As he spoke, Lord of Hundred Bones changed his Mystic Gestures, and the enormous white bone claw struck at Zhou Xun once more.
Clang!
The lightning sword collided with the bone claw, bursting into a shower of sparks. Powerful Spirit Energy ripples spread outward from the two of them.
Even the surrounding space seemed warped by that force, letting out a constant hum.
"You do have a few tricks up your sleeve!"
Lord of Hundred Bones praised him, then changed his Mystic Gestures again and began chanting. Suddenly, countless white bone spikes surged from the ground and shot toward Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun's gaze sharpened. He swiftly controlled the Spirit Energy within him, forming a Spirit Energy shield around himself that blocked the encroaching bones.
It seems Lord of Hundred Bones's reputation mostly rests on those Bone Zombies. Compared with the other Ten Great Cultivators, his own strength is still somewhat lacking!
"Zhou Xun, you do have some skill. Take another blow from me!"
As Lord of Hundred Bones spoke, he raised both hands high and began reciting an ancient incantation.
As the chant rang out, the surrounding yin energy churned like boiling water. A colossal phantom of a white-boned demon god slowly emerged behind him.
It then merged into Lord of Hundred Bones's body.
With the phantom's empowerment, Lord of Hundred Bones entered an eerie state.
His body instantly swelled to dozens of zhang tall. His already sinister face became even more savage, while the yin energy emanating from him grew so dense it seemed tangible, as though this entire space had been transformed into a bleak and ghastly hell.