Underground space.
The three disciples of the Grand Sect were engaged in a magical battle, their Law Power surging like a spring and scattering in all directions, sometimes knocking over stalagmites and sometimes raising large plumes of water vapor.
Despite being stabbed by Chen Shuangbai and caught off guard by the hidden Yin Lightning, Fang Mo still maintained a very strong demeanor.
boom!
A loud bang!
A huge amount of smoke and dust appeared on the spot. After it dissipated, a deep pit was revealed. The original yellowish-brown stone in the pit was stained grayish-white, which was due to the toxins contained in it.
Not far away, Zhao Shiyong maintained his punching stance, flames swirling around his body, but his vigilance had also increased.
The White Bone Lotus Seat seat beneath Fang Mo emitted beams of white demonic light, rising up to protect his master in every way, leaving no gaps. In his hand, a ferocious giant white bone bow appeared.
The giant white bow gleamed with a ghastly white light, with a hideous skull in the center. The skull's two eyes emitted a sinister, eerie green light, making it appear extremely malevolent.
The bow that almost seriously injured Zhao Shiyong with an arrow just now was this giant white bone bow.
"Another impressive magical Law Artifact. Judging by its power, it's probably at least a high-grade magical Law Artifact."
Chen Shuangbai pondered for a moment, then his ears twitched slightly. The Flowing Cloud Flying Pouch beneath him sped up, and a stone pillar in front of him collapsed with a crash. Clearly, Fang Mo had not forgotten him, the culprit who had caused his injury.
The arrows fired from this giant bone bow were incredibly powerful, and neither Zhao Shiyong Chen Shuangbai dared to directly intercept them.
but...
Buzz!
A deep hum resounded, and a small crimson cauldron rose above Zhao Shiyong's head. The cauldron was decorated with lifelike patterns of a fiery black bird, and its two eyes shone with crimson light.
"Do you think you're the only one with Law Artifact protecting you?"
Zhao Shiyong sneered, and crimson flames rose beneath his feet. A fierce glint flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and the giant white bone bow was drawn to its full extent. It was released with a loud bang, but it was blocked by the crimson cauldron.
Zhao Shiyong had already flashed forward and threw a punch, sparks flying everywhere. The punch made the White Bone Lotus Seat buzz and even shifted it a few steps backward.
Fang Mo was secretly shocked, thinking to himself that this was Dao Fruit a master of fire magic. If it were any of those Rogue Cultivator, they would already be treasures in his Storage Bag, or consumables for his daily cultivation.
Zhao Shiyong's punches grew increasingly fierce and powerful, his body almost dissipating as he withstood Fang Mo's attacks, his momentum unstoppable, forcing Fang Mo, who stood on the White Bone Lotus Seat, to Fang Mo step by step.
Chen Shuangbai looked over and saw that the pale light on the White Bone Lotus Seat seemed to be swaying, as if it could not hold on... but she still felt a little strange.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Shiyong's figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The eyes of the Flaming Black Bird on the Crimson Cauldron above his head lit up instantly, and a crimson light shone on his right fist, like a miniature sun, spreading light and heat.
Zhao Shiyong's eyes lit up, and a wildly arrogant smile appeared on his lips. "Take this..."
Fang Mo's face, however, curled into a strange, cold smile.
Chen Shuangbai had been observing the man's expression. When she saw that cold smile, her heart skipped a beat. She was about to warn him, but Zhao Shiyong had already let out a cry of pain and was sent flying backward, crashing into several stone pillars.
He lay dead amidst the ruins of the stone pillars, his fate unknown.
Chen Shuangbai suddenly looked towards Fang Mo and saw that what was originally empty behind him had now become a strange creature. It was a creature made entirely of black bones, looking like a snake or python, surrounding him. A sharp poisonous thorn appeared on its tail, with a faint blue tinge and stained with crimson blood.
Clearly, Zhao Shiyong was ambushed by this object.
"A puppet... or..."
Chen Shuangbai sighed softly, thinking to himself that this Devil Cultivator Dao Fruit had a lineage, and was far more troublesome than those small fry.
Fang Mo looked at Chen Shuangbai and sneered, "Finally, you've killed this annoying fly. You, this Jade Spring Sect, shouldn't expect him to come back to help you."
"The poison on my Profound Bone Snake Puppet is a mixture of various snake venoms. Aside from the antidote I possess, no other antidote pills are effective... anyone who takes it will die!"
Chen Shuangbai finally understood.
The Profound Bone Snake Puppet he mentioned could conceal its form, so his earlier passive defense was probably just an act.
His true intention was to feign weakness, and then, taking advantage of Zhao Shiyong's proximity, have the hidden Profound Bone Snake Puppet strike, poisoning him and forcibly turning the original two-on-one situation into a one-on-one one.
Chen Shuangbai dared not land towards Zhao Shiyong's direction, fearing that he might still be hiding a Profound Bone Snake Puppet.
Concealing one's form...
Chen Shuangbai's spiritual sense had been observing her surroundings, but she hadn't noticed the Profound Bone Snake Puppet approaching. It seemed that it couldn't stray too far from its master Fang Mo.
"It seems that the snake puppet's ability to conceal itself is related to distance, or... to the infusion of your mental and magical Law Power."
Chen Shuangbai suddenly laughed, causing Fang Mo's smile to falter.
Fang Mo said, "You're quite observant, but so what?"
"I am at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, about to break through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, while you are at the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining. There are two minor realms between us. Now that your helper has been killed, do you really think you can overcome the gap of two minor realms and hurt me?"
Fang Mo sneered, raised his hand and drew back the giant white bone bow. Five white wisps landed on it, transforming into five ghastly white bone arrows. He released them with a flick of his wrist, and they resembled five Chen Shuangbai.
But this time Chen Shuangbai did not continue to dodge. With a thought, a cyan light suddenly emerged from his waist, merging with the dark blue light transformed from the Cold Spring Sword. With a twist, it cut through the five menacing white bone arrows one by one.
Fang Mo was slightly taken aback, but after seeing that it was yet another Law Sword, a confident smile returned to his face.
"Two Law Sword... their Law Power is plentiful, but can you compare to us?"
The White Bone Lotus Seat beneath him carried the Devil Cultivator as he swiftly pursued Chen Shuangbai.
Chen Shuangbai did not continue to dodge, but looked at the Devil Cultivator with a faint smile on her lips.
"You probably... have no other options, right?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Mo didn't understand what the person meant, but since it was nothing more than a desperate struggle, he simply smiled coldly.
The giant white bone bow was drawn again, and an arrow was fired, unleashing a pale white beam that shot straight at Chen Shuangbai.
Facing this arrow, even more powerful than before and capable of easily killing Middle Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and feeling the resentful and poisonous power entwined within it.
Chen Shuangbai smiled in response, then the Green Parasol Tree Sword circled around her body, the Cold Spring Sword landed in her right hand, she drew the sword and slashed out, the two beams of light merging into one.
In the dimly lit underground space, a lifelike emerald dragon with sharp teeth suddenly appeared.
The emerald dragon roared, opened its giant mouth, and swallowed Fang Mo whole. A deafening roar followed, crashing into the ground and shaking the entire underground space.