The young envoy stood on the water's surface, releasing his Law Power, which transformed into wisps of white smoke that merged into the giant white bone claw formed by the array above his head, aiming at the trembling Mushroom Demon.
His lifeless eyes showed no sign of life. The instant the ripples spread across the water, he uttered a soft command, and the giant skeletal claw pierced through the poisonous mist, swooping down on the Mushroom Demon from above.
In the face of life and death, the Mushroom Demon emitted a piercing sound that made everyone's eardrums ache.
And in that very instant...
Chen Shuangbai and Zhao Shiyong also made their move.
The pile of white bones in the southwest corner burst open amidst a burst of flames. Zhao Shiyong, disguised as the Heart-Eroding Cultivator, kicked his teammate who hadn't even reacted yet, smashing his head. He stomped his foot, unleashing a burst of crimson flames and cracking the ground beneath his feet. He clenched his fist, transforming it into a streak of fire, and sent Hei Sha flying dozens of feet away.
All of this happened too fast. Before the remaining Heart-Eroding cultivators could even react, Hei Sha had already been sent flying backward, smashing through a large area of stalagmites and stirring up a cloud of dust.
Almost instinctively, White Crow channeled his Law Power, and a layer of bright silver light appeared on his body. Pieces of white bone emerged, condensing into armor plates that were about to connect into a suit of armor in the blink of an eye. But at that moment, Chen Shuangbai's attack arrived.
A pale blue line of white light arrived in an instant, traversing several meters, and landed on the White Crow, whose bone armor had not yet fully solidified.
A crisp sound, like shattered jade falling onto a jade plate, rang out. The White Crow stood still, opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground and solidified into a shard of ice, accompanied by bright silver arcs of electricity.
White Crow stared blankly down at his half-body, now encased in azure ice crystals, his mind still a jumbled mess. But his thoughts quickly stirred again, and he forced his head back, calling out, "Young Master..."
The sound of shattering ice rang out, white arcs of electricity crackled, and the pale-faced Evil Bone Young Master emerged from a lotus of white bones. His lifeless eyes finally regained their color, staring intently at the youth who had attacked him, and he coldly asked, " Yin Thunder Method?"
Yin Thunder Method?
White Crow's heart skipped a beat. He was about to muster the remaining Law Power in his body to break through the cold energy binding half of his body when he suddenly heard a young man's clear voice. The hairs on his neck stood on end, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark blue Law Sword, its light illuminating the person, held against his neck.
"Don't move."
Chen Shuangbai stood to White Crow's right. The dozen or so cultivators from the Heart-Eroding Stronghold had been guarding the six array flags around him were now lying on the ground, their bodies and heads separated.
The Cold Spring Sword leaped out, first circling once and killing all the Heart-Eroding cultivators, before landing in front of White Crow, making him feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy and dare not move.
Chen Shuangbai ignored White Crow, whose life was already in her hands, and met the Evil Bone Envoy's gaze without flinching, sighing, "This bolt of Yin Lightning was originally aimed at you... Well, as one of the Evil Bone Envoys, it's normal for you to have a powerful magical Law Artifact protecting you."
A loud bang!
Zhao Shiyong landed back on the central stone pillar, his anger still lingering, and bloodstains on his clothes, showing that he had been serious. He held Hei Sha paralyzed Hei Sha in his left hand; the latter was as light as a cotton ball, his head drooping, his life hanging in the balance.
"Resolved."
After saying this, he turned around, looked at the young envoy standing in the white bone lotus, and revealed a set of white teeth, "It's quite a nice Devil Cultivator Law Artifact, but it's a pity it belongs to a demonic cultivator."
White Crow's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with disbelief.
He had worked with Hei Sha Fiend for many years. Although they were not on good terms, he had always been working under Black Fiend for a living. Now that he had been suddenly killed, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, like a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.
But he dared not speak, for the blade of the Cold Spring Sword was very close to his neck.
Therefore, he could only turn his gaze to the young envoy not far away, casting a pleading look for help.
The young envoy showed no panic, nor even the anger of being attacked. He simply stared at Chen Shuangbai and Zhao Shiyong, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
"How dare you attack and kill my Fang Mo, Fang Mo, and ruin my plans!"
It turned out that this young envoy's Fang Mo.
boom!
Zhao Shiyong casually flicked out a ball of crimson fire, but it was blocked by a pale white light rising from the slowly rotating white bone lotus beneath Fang Mo's feet, and thus achieved no effect.
A glint of jade light appeared in Chen Shuangbai as she looked at the white bone lotus, thinking to herself that its defensive capabilities were quite good.
" Swift Fire and Flowing Light Steps... You're using ' Shattering Fire Fist ' now. Are you a disciple of the Profound Firmament Sect?"
Zhao Shiyong was not surprised that this person could see his lineage, nor did he bother to hide his identity.
Now that Fang Mo's right and left arms have been removed, he is left all alone. Even if his cultivation level is slightly higher than his own and Chen Shuangbai's, he is still no match for them. Therefore, he readily admits this.
"So what if it is?"
Something's not right!
Chen Shuangbai felt that something was amiss here, but she couldn't figure out exactly what it was; she just felt a sense of inexplicable unease.
Fang Mo frowned slightly, not expecting that a disciple of the Xuanxiao Sect of the Zhao Kingdom would appear here... Chen Shuangbai did not hide her identity either; Fang Mo recognized her at a glance by her robe with the pattern of an outer disciple of the Yuquan Sect.
"A True Disciple Xuanxiao, a top student of Jade Spring... Interesting, truly interesting."
He chuckled softly, his voice echoing in the empty cave, carrying a metallic, scraping quality. "This desolate underground space has actually attracted disciples from the Jing Kingdom and Zhao Kingdom kingdoms to join forces and ambush a cultivator from the Heart-Eroding Stronghold. Should I feel honored, or should I say... you're underestimating the Heart-Eroding Stronghold?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white bone lotus beneath his feet suddenly accelerated its rotation, and countless fine, pale runes lit up from the lotus petals. An even colder and more sinister aura permeated the air, and the temperature inside the cave seemed to drop several degrees.
Seeing this, Zhao Shiyong raised the half-dead Hei Sha in his hand and said coldly, "What? You want to make a move? Don't you care about the lives of your right-hand men?"
"Left and right arms?"
Fang Mo snorted coldly, and several petals of the white bone lotus suddenly fell off, looking extremely terrifying in their pale white appearance. They transformed into several beams of pale white demonic light, shooting directly at Chen Shuangbai and Zhao Shiyong.
Chen Shuangbai's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly retreated. White Crow's face lit up with joy, mistakenly thinking that she was about to escape. But she only felt a flash of light on her neck, her vision went upside down, and she had already lost her life.
The same applies to the Hei Sha.
Chen Shuangbai avoided the spot where the demonic light had struck, flicked her wrist to shake off the bloodstains from the Cold Spring Sword, and looked at Fang Mo, her tone turning cold, "Quite decisive, isn't it?"