Behind Lu Wujing, Miao Yuhong had seen Martial Uncle Long ambushed and trapped. Aside from his initial tension, once he later saw that not the slightest movement came from the other party, he understood just how formidable this white-bone magical treasure was.
A terrifying powerhouse like Martial Uncle Long would never surrender meekly if he had even a shred of strength to spare. Yet the result was that there was not the slightest sign of him shaking it at all, and that slowly set Miao Yuhong's mind at ease. He began to focus all his attention on keeping watch over the surroundings.
As he saw it, this mission was certain to succeed. But at a certain moment, the white skeleton suddenly began to quake violently, and after several booming rumbles rang out, crack, crack, crack—the sound of splintering came from the bones.
The next instant, from the cracks in those shattered bones, streams of dazzling white light burst out, as though something were about to charge out from within.
"Miao Yuhong! You dared collude with outsiders! I will slaughter your entire family!"
Just as Miao Yuhong stood dumbstruck, a roar faintly came from within the white skeleton. Though the voice was low and muffled, anyone could hear the towering fury within it.
Miao Yuhong was instantly so frightened his soul nearly flew out of his body. That was Long Shixuan's furious roar. Although his voice was blocked by the white skeleton, one could still tell that the other man remained full of vigorous breath.
"Help me pour magical power into the skeleton's brow! Pour in as much as you have! Quickly!"
At that moment, Lu Wujing's sharp shout almost immediately entered Miao Yuhong's ears, his voice carrying an authority that brooked no disobedience.
No one knew what method Long Shixuan