The translucent bone pearl, shimring with a glass-like luster, shattered the myriad shield of Sword Light cast by Ni Yuanzhong and heavily struck his chest.
Accompanied by the sound of breaking bones, Ni Yuanzhong spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest caved in with a wound, yet he still summoned his last strength to knock the White Bone Relic aside.
"Ni Yuanzhong, bla it on being Yuan Qingque’s disciple. Now, die!"
The White Bone Demon King couldn’t help but laugh heartily upon witnessing this scene.
Unable to defeat Yuan Qingque but capable of slaying his disciple, he could at least vent his frustration.
"No more nonsense, hurry and act, don’t let the Nine Heavens Morality Sect activate their foundation!"
At this mont, a hidden dragon-shaped entity within the pitch-black Thunder Sea spoke to the White Bone Demon King.
As one of the most ancient forces in the Tianhe Realm, almost rivaling the Jellyfish Palace, the Mysterious Flood Dragon King’s Court knew far more than the Demon Path.
"Heh, alright!"
With a long-awaited revenge in sight, the White Bone Demon King didn’t mind being used as a tool. After all, he had no intentions of ascending to the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm. As his pupils flickered with a rainbow-hued gleam, the White Bone Relic transford into a slender bone sting, carrying a deathly white chill as it stabbed towards Ni Yuanzhong’s brow.
This was the Ghost Sting of the White Bone Path—once the Primordial Spirit was pierced, the soul would dissipate in an instant, and the body would beco an unconscious zombie, at the rcy of the White Bone Demon King.
Seeing this, a slightly leaner Rank-5 Flood Dragon nodded slightly.
Yet at this mont, another one suddenly changed its expression.
With a thunderous bang!
From the topmost layer of the Tongtian Refining Road Tower, an unprecedented dazzling Spiritual Light erupted, followed by a graceful figure soaring out from the tower’s summit.
At the sa ti, a silhouette shimring with silver light stepped out from the Void, joining the graceful figure to intercept the Ghost Sting before Ni Yuanzhong.
Chen Mobai was slightly surprised to see Yuan Zhen, transford and with a terrifying aura.
Yuan Zhen was equally shocked upon seeing him.
With a crisp clang!
The Second Prival Spirit guided the Primordial Yang Sword, slicing the Ghost Sting of the White Bone Demon King away.
"You’ve actually undergone Divinity Transformation!?"
Stopping in her tracks upon seeing Chen Mobai’s intervention, Yuan Zhen’s face displayed a mix of surprise and lancholy.
As she flew out, it was as if all the power had been drained from the Tongtian Refining Road Tower, suddenly dimming.
Then, the restrictions on the tower’s body suddenly surfaced, and after a brief glow, they turned to mist and dissipated. Openings like tower windows erged, releasing a roar seemingly suppressed for thousands of years. Demonic beasts of various forms ran out, employing all sorts of Escape Skill Spiritual Lights, scattering in all directions from Tongtian Peak.
The Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Nine Heavens Morality Sect, witnessing this scene, ignored the beasts, focusing on the sky. After all, if this catastrophe wasn’t averted, neither they nor their Sect would survive.
In comparison, these demonic beasts were minor concerns.
"Oh, the Nine Heavens Morality Sect really has a hidden Divinity Transformation!"
The White Bone Demon King was astounded at the sight of the erging Yuan Zhen and the unexpected Chen Mobai.
At this mont, Chen Mobai and Yuan Zhen simultaneously turned their heads towards him. When his gaze t theirs, he felt a familiar chill from the forr, and a sudden shiver from the latter’s gaze.
"To think the rumors are true, the Nine Heavens Morality Sect really has a thod of descent from the Upper Realm!"
At this mont, the old Flood Dragon, however,
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