The pale hand reached out from the Nine Nether, and the White Bone True Pill was thrown into the palm.
Wang Zhangji's hand had already moved stiffly and unnaturally, as if he was activating a certain array pattern in response to a distant call.
His tears were instantly cut off.
The pale hand that reached out from the endless darkness seemed to be a sad sign.
It announced that everything had fallen into an irreversible abyss.
At this moment …
Pa!
The White Bone True Pill was caught.
However, it was not the pale hand that caught it!
Just as the White Bone True Pill flew to the palm of the pale hand.
Another hand intercepted it in advance.
It clenched it tightly in an instant and suppressed it.
It was a thin and old hand.
It was the hand of Prime Minister Du Ruhui!
He was no longer at the Flying Peak and was not trapped by Ouyang Lie. Instead, he was so close and yet so far away, plucking the fruit of the White Bone Path's decades of planning.
At the same time, his feet were wrapped in black light as he stomped down!
"Get lost!"
"How dare you, ant!" The voice from the Abyss of the Yellow Springs was shocked and angry.
At this moment, Wang Zhangji suddenly stopped and fled into the distance. He tore open the array and disappeared.
The existence of the Abyss of the Yellow Springs was naturally powerful, but he had crossed realms after all. The mark that anchored space could not bear too much power.
The White Bone Path, who could truly bear his power, was actually fleeing at this moment.
The white light and the black light entangled for a moment before dissipating.
"Ant! Ant! "The voice roared.
Then, the pale hand was stomped back into the Nine Nether!
…
It was not until the situation was settled that all the survivors could see a huge and long saber mark coming from the southeast. From afar, it was as if the entire sky had been cut open!
From the direction of the Maplewood City Dao Academy, a green light shot out and cooperated with the saber mark. In an instant, it tore open a hole in the array that enveloped the entire Maplewood City.
It was precisely because of this temporarily torn passage that Du Ruhui was able to step into Little Forest Town.
After that, Wang Zhangji also found a chance to escape.
That saber mark came from the direction of the Three Mountain City.
Its starting point was the Flying Peak!
After crossing two major city regions, it still had such terrifying power.
In the entire Zhuang Kingdom, the owner of the saber mark was about to be revealed.
…
At this moment, the Flying Cometh Peak was littered with the corpses of the White Bone Sect disciples.
The State of Zhuang guarded the largest nest of ferocious beasts in Qinghe County.
At the foot of the mountain, the Eight Ghosts Dragon Locking Formation had long been broken.
If not for Du Ruhui's sudden departure, Ouyang Lie would have died in battle.
However, this did not make him feel lucky. On the contrary, it made him sink into even deeper despair.
If the White Bone God could successfully descend into the world and become a God, even if he died in battle, it would not be a big deal.
With the ability of the gods in the present world, they could naturally gather the remnant souls and reconstruct their physical bodies.
If the White Bone God didn't succeed, then even if he survived, it would be a huge failure.
Besides …
Although he wasn't dead yet, he was barely hanging on by a thread.
All of this was because of the armored man who stood halfway up the mountain with a huge glaive in his hand.
He was the Great General of the Ministry of War, Huangfu Duanming!
That mighty and majestic figure stood halfway up the mountain, but it was as if all the mountains were bowing down to him.
In fact, when he saw Huangfu Duanming, who was leading troops to fight the Mo Kingdom at the front line, appear, Ouyang Lie knew that the situation was over.
Huangfu Duanming did not have the Distance Apart skill. There was only one reason why he could appear here — the Zhuang Court had already known about the White Bone Path's plan. And they had set up a countermeasure specifically.
Huangfu Duanming joined forces with Du Ruhui and broke the Eight Ghosts Dragon Locking Formation in a few breaths. Even the illusion of the Gates of Hell was destroyed. During the battle, Du Ruhui also killed all the White Bone Path cultivators who attacked the Flying Mountain.
They would rather give up the battlefield at the front line, abandon the city, and sacrifice the entire Maplewood City. What was the Zhuang Court's plan?
Ouyang Lie did not dare to imagine. But it was not hard to imagine.
The winner was the king and the loser was the bandit. That was no longer important.
The only question he was thinking about now was how to survive!
Survive and start all over again.
…
In Maplewood City.
For a moment, Lu Yan wondered if his Nether Eye had lost its sight.
Otherwise, how could he have seen the White Bone God being kicked back to the Nine Underworlds?
Otherwise, how could he have made all the preparations but still failed in the end?
He, Lu Yan, had planned for so many years. He did not hesitate to join the White Bone Path and endure all the hardships. Was it all for this illusory scene?
Which part of the process went wrong?
This must be an illusion, right? Was this an illusion?
His years of planning were like a dream. Countless hardships were in vain!
He was born with a pair of eyes that could see through Yin and Yang. He went back and forth between the Netherworld and the human world, but he could no longer see the scenery he loved.
Unlike Lu Yan, who had struggled for so many years in vain and was at a loss for a moment, Zhang Linchuan had made a decision early.
Almost the moment the pale hand returned to the Nine Underworlds, he had already turned around and sped away, leaving only a faint sentence.
"Elder Lu, I'll leave this to you."
"Emissary!" Lu Yan was shocked and furious, but he could not bear to part with the completed array. He was still hoping that the White Bone God could turn the situation around. After all, that was a god.
Thus, he hesitated for a moment.
At this moment, in Maplewood City's Dao Academy, in Song Qifang's alchemy room.
The room collapsed. Amidst the flying dust, a figure rose from the ground.
In the silent room, he coldly waited for Lu Yan to control the array and for the White Bone True Pill to be successfully refined. He immediately sent a message to Du Ruhui and cooperated with Huangfu Duanming to break open the array and open a passage.
He could finally use his full strength.
However, however …
However, the howls had stopped. His soul had been extinguished.
In the prosperous Maplewood City, in the rising Maplewood City Dao Academy …
The Ancestral Hall was solemn and solemn. People came and went in the Hall of Dao. The sound of reading in the Scripture Academy was bright and colorful in the Magic Academy …
All the destruction that he felt was all that he had built.
…
In front of the Flying Arrival Peak, Huangfu Duanming's saber was stronger than the last. He cut Ouyang Lie to the point that he could not fight back.
They were both Divine Descent Realm experts. Huangfu Duanming held the military power of a country and was at the peak. Meanwhile, Ouyang Lie had been hiding all these years. In Du Ruhui's words, he was already a skeleton in a grave.
No matter what happened in the past, at least now, they were no longer on the same level.
Not to mention that Ouyang Lie was currently heavily injured. All of his life-saving trump cards had been used up.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive Du Ruhui and Huangfu Duanming's initial encirclement.
He had not expected that the two political leaders of the Manor Court, who had always been at odds with each other, would have such a tacit understanding.
Huangfu Duanming was actually willing to put aside the battle on the front lines and lay in ambush here, all for the sake of opening a path for Du Ruhui.
He realized that this so-called political conflict was just a trap. It would not end until there was enough profit to be made.
This trap might not have been set up for the White Bone Path, but there was no better time to end it here.
"It's over!"
Huangfu Duanming's guan saber spun and cut off Ouyang Lie's head.
All the thoughts in his mind were extinguished. His body and soul returned to the earth.
The White Bone Path's Grand Elder, a heretical authority who had dominated the world for many years, had died just like that.
Huangfu Duanming reached out with his hand and prepared to take the ownerless image of the Gates of the Abyss.
However, the stone door suddenly flashed, and a person wearing a white bone mask appeared next to it.
"Brat, you dare!"
The bone envoy made a gesture of pushing open the door and then entered the image of the Gates of the Abyss.
Huangfu Duanming furiously stomped forward with his guan saber.
However, the image of the Gates of the Abyss only flashed for a moment before vanishing.
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