Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Chapter 142: Go back!

The pale hand emerged from the Nine Nether and the white bone true pill was thrown directly into the palm of the hand.

Meanwhile, Wang Changji's hand had already stiffly and unnaturally moved, as if it was activating a formation in response to a distant call.

His tears were also instantly cut off.

The pale hand that emerged from the endless darkness seemed like a sad omen.

It declared that everything had fallen into an irretrievable abyss.

Just at this moment...

Crack!

The white bone true pill was caught.

But it was not caught by the pale hand!

Just as the white bone true pill flew towards the palm of the pale hand.

Another hand, ahead of time, intercepted it.

And in an instant, it clenched and suppressed it.

It was a thin and old hand.

It was the hand of Du Ruhui, the prime minister of the Zhuangting Kingdom!

He had already left Feilaifeng and had not been trapped by Ouyang Lie. Instead, he appeared so perfectly, just a step away from the ends of the earth, and obtained the result that the White Bone Dao had been planning for decades.

At the same time, he stepped on the black light with his foot!

"Go back!"

"How dare you, you ants!" The voice from the depths of the Yellow Springs was filled with shock and anger.

At this moment, Wang Changji suddenly stopped, and he quickly fled, tearing open a large formation, disappearing without a trace.

The existence of the Yellow Springs was indeed powerful, but it had only reached out across realms. It could only anchor a point in space and could not bear too much power.

And the White Bone Dao, which could truly bear its power, had escaped at this moment.

The white light and the black light entangled for a moment before dissipating.

"You ants! You ants!" The voice roared.

Then, the pale hand was stepped back into the Nine Nether with a foot!

...

Until this moment when the overall situation was determined, all the survivors could see a huge and narrow sword mark coming from the southeast direction. From a distance, it seemed as if the entire sky had been split open!

And from the direction of the Fenglin City Dao Academy, a green light shot out, combining with the sword mark, instantly tearing open a gap in the entire Fenglin City region that was covered by the large formation.

It was because of this brief opening that Du Ruhui was able to step into the town of Xiaolin.

Afterwards, Wang Changji also took the opportunity to escape.

The starting point of this sword mark was the San Shan City region.

Even after crossing two major city regions, it still possessed such terrifying power.

Looking at the entire Zhuang Kingdom, the owner of the sword mark was about to reveal themselves.

...

At this moment, Feilaifeng was filled with the remains of the White Bone Dao disciples.

The Zhuang Kingdom had defended the largest monster nest in Qinghe County.

The Eight Ghosts had disappeared at the foot of the mountain, and the Eight Ghosts Locking Dragon Formation had long been broken.

If it weren't for Du Ruhui suddenly leaving and Ouyang Lie assuming that he had already died in battle, Ouyang Lie would have already died.

However, this did not make him feel fortunate. On the contrary, he fell into even deeper despair.

If the White Bone Respected God could successfully descend and become a god in the mortal realm, his death would not matter.

With the power of a god in the mortal realm, he could naturally gather his remaining soul and recreate his physical body.

If the White Bone Respected God failed, even if he was alive, it would still be a huge failure.

Moreover...

Although he was not dead yet, he was barely hanging on.

All of this was because of the man standing halfway up the mountain, the man wearing a helmet and armor, holding a huge guandao.

The Grand General of the Zhuang Kingdom's Ministry of War, Huangfu Duanming!

That majestic figure stood halfway up the mountain, as if all the mountains were bowing to him.

In fact, when Ouyang Lie saw Huangfu Duanming leading the troops to fight against the Mo Kingdom on the front lines, he knew that the situation was already lost.

Huangfu Duanming did not possess the ability to travel a thousand miles in an instant. The reason he could appear here was because the Zhuangting side had long been aware of the White Bone Dao's plan and had set up countermeasures.

Huangfu Duanming joined forces with Du Ruhui, coordinating inside and outside, and broke the Eight Ghosts Locking Dragon Formation in just a few moments. The illusion of the Ghost Gate was also destroyed by him. During the battle, Du Ruhui even killed all the White Bone Dao cultivators who attacked Feilaifeng.

He was willing to give up the battlefield on the front lines, abandon the city and the land, and even sacrifice the entire Fenglin City region. What was the plan of the Zhuangting side?

Ouyang Lie dared not imagine. But it was not difficult to imagine.

The victor is king, and those things are no longer important.

The only question he was thinking about now was how to survive!

Survive and start over.

...

In the city of Fenglin.

For a moment, Lu Yan felt as if his Yin-Yang Eyes had gone blind.

Otherwise, how could he see the White Bone Respected God being stepped back into the Nine Nether?

Otherwise, how could he have made all the preparations, only to fail in the end?

Lu Yan had planned for so many years, even joining the White Bone Dao and enduring countless hardships. Was it all for this illusory scene of grasping at the moon in the water?

Which link went wrong?

Was this an illusion? Was it an illusion?

Years of planning had become a dream, and countless hardships had turned into nothing!

He was born with a pair of eyes that could see through the Yin and Yang, seeing both the Netherworld and the mortal realm, but he had never seen the scenery he loved again.

Unlike Lu Yan, who was lost in confusion, Zhang Linchuan had already made a decision.

Almost as soon as the pale hand retreated into the Nine Nether, he turned and rushed away, leaving behind only a faint sentence.

"Elder Lu, I leave this place to you."

"Messenger!" Lu Yan was shocked and angry, but he couldn't bear to abandon the formation that was about to take shape. He still hoped that the White Bone Respected God could turn the tide. After all, that was a god.

As a result, he hesitated for a moment.

Just at this moment, in the alchemy room of the Fenglin City Dao Academy, Song Qifang's house collapsed, and a figure rose from the dust.

He had been silently waiting in the room, coldly watching Lu Yan manipulate the formation, waiting for the White Bone True Pill to be successfully refined, and waiting to pass the message to Du Ruhui and cooperate with Huangfu Duanming to break the formation and open the passage. This figure was Dong A.

Finally, he could go all out.

However, however...

However, the wailing had ceased, and the soul had been extinguished.

In the increasingly prosperous Fenglin City region, the rising Fenglin City Dao Academy...The sacrificial hall was solemn and dignified, the Dao Merit Hall was bustling with people, the sound of reading echoed in the Scripture Academy, and the Art Academy was filled with vibrant colors...

Everything he felt being destroyed was everything he had once built.

...

In front of the Flying Peak, Huangfu Duanming's every strike was stronger than the last, leaving Ouyang Lie with no chance to fight back.

Both were strong practitioners of the Divine Dominion Realm, but Huangfu Duanming, who held the military power of a country and was at his peak, was far superior to Ouyang Lie who had been hiding and fleeing all these years. In Du Ruhui's words, Ouyang Lie was nothing more than a pile of dry bones in a grave.

Regardless of the past, at least now, they were no longer opponents of the same level.

Not to mention that Ouyang Lie was severely injured at this time, and all his life-saving cards had been played.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to survive the initial siege by Du Ruhui and Huangfu Duanming.

He didn't expect that the two political leaders who had always been at odds and fought fiercely in the court would have such a tacit understanding.

Huangfu Duanming was even willing to put aside the front-line battle and lurk here, just to clear the way for Du Ruhui.

He realized that the so-called political struggle was just a game, and it wouldn't end until a sufficiently huge benefit was seen.

This game might not have been set up for the White Bone Path, but to end it here and now couldn't be more appropriate.

"It's over!"

With a twist of his blade, Huangfu Duanming beheaded Ouyang Lie.

All thoughts in his mind ceased, and his body and soul returned to dust.

The Grand Elder of the White Bone Path, a left-handed giant who had been rampant in the world for many years, was dead and his path extinguished.

Huangfu Duanming reached out to take the unowned shadow of the Ghost Gate.

But the stone archway suddenly flashed, and a man wearing a white bone mask appeared next to it.

"How dare you, young man!"

The White Bone Messenger made a gesture of pushing the door and entered the shadow of the Ghost Gate.

With a diagonal slash of his blade, Huangfu Duanming stepped forward in anger.

But the shadow of the Ghost Gate just flashed and disappeared.