A pale hand reached out from the Nine Nether Regions, and the White Bone True Pill flew straight into its palm.

Wang Changji’s hand moved stiffly and unnaturally, as if guiding some kind of array pattern, responding to a distant call.

His tears also stopped instantly.

The pale hand reaching out from the endless darkness seemed like a sorrowful omen.

It declared that everything had fallen into an abyss from which there was no return.

Just then…

The White Bone True Pill was caught.

But it wasn’t caught by that pale hand!

Just before the White Bone True Pill flew to the palm of the pale hand.

Another hand intercepted it in advance.

And clenched it in an instant, shielding the keywords.

It was a thin, aged hand.

It was the hand of Du Ruohui, the prime minister of Zhuang Ting!

He was no longer at Feilai Peak, and had not been trapped by Ouyang Lie. Instead, he appeared at just the right moment, taking a step that spanned the distance of heaven and earth, and seizing the results of the White Bone Dao’s decades of planning.

At the same time, his feet wrapped in black light, he stepped down!

“Get back!”

“How dare you, you ants!” The voice from the Yellow Spring Abyss was filled with shock and anger.

At that moment, Wang Changji suddenly stopped, leaped away, tore open the great array, and disappeared without a trace.

The existence of the Yellow Spring Abyss was certainly powerful, but after all, He was acting across realms, and the point of the imprint anchoring space could not bear too much power.

And the White Bone Daozi, who could truly bear his power, actually fled at this time.

The white light and black light intertwined for a moment, then dissipated.

“Ants! Ants!” The voice roared.

Then that pale hand was stepped back into the Nine Nether Regions!

It was not until the overall situation was settled that everyone who survived could see a huge, narrow knife mark, coming from the southeast, that looked from afar as if the entire sky had been cut open!

And from the direction of the Maple Forest City Dao Academy, a green light shot out, cooperating with the knife mark from within, and instantly tore open a gap in the great array that enveloped the entire Maple Forest City area.

It was because of this briefly torn open passage that Du Ruohui was able to step into Xiaolin Town.

After that, Wang Changji also escaped from this gap.

That knife mark came from the direction of Three Mountains City.

Its starting point was Feilai Peak!

Even spanning two major city areas, it still had such terrifying power.

Looking at the entire Zhuang Kingdom, the owner of the knife mark was obvious.

At this time, Feilai Peak was full of the corpses of the White Bone Dao’s followers.

The Zhuang Kingdom had guarded the largest fierce beast nest in Qinghe County.

The Eight Ghosts at the foot of the mountain were nowhere to be seen, and the Eight Ghosts Locking Dragon Formation had long been broken.

If Du Ruohui hadn’t suddenly left, Ouyang Lie believed he would have died in battle.

However, this did not make him feel fortunate, but instead plunged him into deeper despair.

If the White Bone Venerable God could successfully descend to the world and become a living deity, even if he died in battle, it would be nothing.

With the power of a living deity, he could naturally gather the remnant souls and recreate the flesh.

If the White Bone Venerable God’s side was not successful, even if he lived, it would already be a huge failure.

Moreover…

Although he was not dead at this time, he was only lingering on his last breath.

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

The Great General of the Zhuang Kingdom’s Ministry of War, Huangfu Duanming!

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

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

Huangfu Duanming did not have the supernatural power of咫尺天涯(zhǐ chǐ tiān yá, “a short distance, yet worlds apart”). The only reason he could appear here was that the Zhuang Court had long been aware of the White Bone Dao’s plan. And they had laid out a countermeasure.

Huangfu Duanming joined forces with Du Ruohui, cooperating from the inside and outside, and broke the Eight Ghosts Locking Dragon Formation in a few breaths. The phantom of the Gate of Ghosts was even cut down. In the gaps between battles, Du Ruohui also conveniently killed all the White Bone Dao cultivators who attacked Feilai Peak, shielding the keywords.

They would rather abandon the battlefield on the front lines, not hesitate to abandon cities and lose land, and even sacrifice the entire Maple Forest City area. What was the Zhuang Court planning?

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

Winner takes all, those were no longer important.

The only question he wanted to ask now was, how to survive!

Survive, and start over.

In Maple Forest City.

For a moment, Lu Yan felt as if his冥眼(míng yǎn, “nether eye”) had gone blind.

Otherwise, how could he have seen the White Bone Venerable God being stepped back into the Nine Nether Regions?

Otherwise, how could he have made complete preparations, but still failed in the end?

Had Lu Yan schemed for so many years, not hesitating to join the White Bone Dao, not hesitating to endure thousands of hardships, just for this illusory scene of撈月(lāo yuè, “attempting the impossible”)?

Which part went wrong?

This must be an illusion, right? Is this an illusion?

Years of planning were like a dream, and countless hardships had become empty!

He was born with a pair of eyes that could see through yin and yang, going back and forth between the netherworld and the human world, but he never saw the scenery he loved again.

Unlike Lu Yan, who was momentarily at a loss due to years of struggle being in vain, Zhang Linchuan made a decision early on.

Almost the moment the pale hand retreated to the Nine Nether Regions, he had already turned around and rushed away, only leaving a faint sentence.

“Elder Lu, I’ll leave this to you.”

“Envoy!” Lu Yan was shocked and angry, but he couldn’t bear to give up the forming great array, and was still expecting the White Bone Venerable God to be able to turn things around. After all, that was a deity.

Therefore, he hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, in Song Qifang’s alchemy room in the Maple Forest City Dao Academy.

The house collapsed, and amidst the flying dust, a figure rose from the ground.

Dong A, who had been silently in the room, waiting for Lu Yan to control the great array, waiting for the White Bone True Pill to be successfully refined, and immediately transmit the message to Du Ruohui to cooperate with Huangfu Duanming to break open the great array and open the passage.

He could finally go all out.

However, however…

However, the wailing had stopped, and the souls had been extinguished.

The increasingly prosperous Maple Forest City area, the rising Maple Forest City Dao Academy…

The solemn and dignified ancestral hall, the bustling Dao Xun Hall, the resounding reading voices in the Sutra Hall, the colorful lights in the Art Hall…

All the destruction he felt was everything he had built.

Before Feilai Peak, Huangfu Duanming’s knife was stronger than the last, cutting Ouyang Lie to the point of being unable to fight back.

Both were 神臨境(shén lín jìng, “God-Manifestation Realm”) experts, but Huangfu Duanming held the military power of a country and was at his peak, while Ouyang Lie had been hiding everywhere all these years, and in Du Ruohui’s words, he was already a dead bone in the grave.

No matter what happened in the past, at least now, they were no longer opponents of the same level.

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

Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive the initial siege by Du Ruohui and Huangfu Duanming.

He did not expect that the two keyword-shielding leaders in the Zhuang Court, who had always disagreed and fought to the death, would have such tacit understanding.

Huangfu Duanming was willing to put aside the victory or defeat on the front lines and lurk here, just to clear the way for Du Ruohui.

He realized that the so-called political struggle was just a game, and it would not end until a sufficiently large interest was seen.

This game may not have been set up for the White Bone Dao, but it was most appropriate to end it here and now.

“It’s over!”

Huangfu Duanming turned his Guan Dao and cut off Ouyang Lie’s head.

All the thoughts in his mind died out, and his body and soul returned to dust.

The Great Elder of the White Bone Dao, a leftist giant who had roamed the world for many years, died and his Dao disappeared.

Huangfu Duanming reached out and grabbed it, preparing to take down the unowned phantom of the Gate of Ghosts.

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

“How dare you, you pup!”

The White Bone Envoy made a gesture of pushing open a door, and drilled into the phantom of the Gate of Ghosts.

The Guan Dao slashed diagonally, and Huangfu Duanming stepped forward in anger.

But the phantom of the Gate of Ghosts only flashed, and then disappeared without a trace.

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