This sound was almost constant. In these days of escape, the Serpent Bone Masked One had heard it many times.

She knew it was the sound of that youth stepping on the ground.

It was the collision of flesh and earth, the sound of pure strength striking the ground.

The earth as a drum, the feet as mallets.

One step, one sound, never ceasing!

Hearing this sound meant that the youth had drawn near again.

His feet had left small pits in the soil of Yang, connecting into a long line extending from the border of Yuecheng in Riri Province all the way to this place in Chiwei Province.

The Serpent Bone Masked One had to admit that it was a difficult road.

Jiang Wang’s persistence moved her.

Even more frightening to her was the hatred that persistence revealed!

She would never allow this fear to be seen, so she stood up.

Jiang Wang’s current state was not good, but not too bad either.

This pursuit had indeed consumed a large amount of his Dao Yuan reserves, to the point where even the nine star river Dao whirlpools and the entangled star spirit snakes could not keep up. But the constantly running Four Spirits Body Tempering Art had strengthened his physique even more. He had never tempered his body in this way before.

Compared to swordsmanship and Taoist arts, he had put in the least effort on his physique. This was due to his planning of his own combat system.

He once had the illusion that he could run to the ends of the earth – in fact, he would only run himself to death.

Now, stopping here, with both physical strength and Dao Yuan greatly depleted, was not his strongest state, but he was still confident in defeating his opponent.

This confidence was not achieved overnight.

It came after experiencing battle after battle, welcoming victory after victory.

The fact that the other party turned and ran after confirming that he had killed the Pig Bone Masked One showed that this person was definitely not stronger than the Pig Bone Masked One.

And he, Jiang Wang, had never stopped striving, never stopped improving.

Jiang Wang after killing Xi Munan was even stronger than Jiang Wang when he killed the Pig Bone Masked One!

Just as Jiang Wang leapt out of the mountain forest and saw the woman wearing a bamboo hat standing up in the open space.

He “heard” a bell.

He quickly realized that.

This sound did not enter through the ears, but arose from within his heart.

He felt a little dizzy, and his forehead was burning.

His body was itchy… he really wanted to scratch his skin raw!

But this feeling lasted only for a fleeting moment. The illusory images of the Four Spirits on his body surface intertwined, and his spiritual platform was instantly cleared.

Longsword raised!

An extremely light and subtle sound.

It was the Serpent Bone Masked One’s palm strike approaching his face, but at the critical moment, it was blocked by Long Xiangsi!

The Serpent Bone Masked One stepped forward, pushing forward with another palm strike.

The Long Xiangsi sword bent back after being blocked. Jiang Wang simultaneously lifted his knee to thrust forward.

The Serpent Bone Masked One changed her palm from a vertical strike to a horizontal push, pressing one palm on Jiang Wang’s sword, and lightly shaking the other hand holding a tenden, causing the bell to ring again.

The plague bell rang, and disease arose.

Ordinary rat plagues could only kill ordinary people, but under the Serpent Bone Masked One’s full power, it could already harm transcendent cultivators.

As the Serpent Bone Masked One pushed horizontally with her palm, Jiang Wang retreated smoothly. While retreating, his hand, which had not been idle, completed a hand seal, and a sea of flowers was spread out.

Jiang Wang returned to the state of being disturbed by the plague. In the eyes of the Serpent Bone Masked One, a beautiful scene of blooming flowers appeared.

Both were confused, but the Four Spirits Body Tempering Art and the body forged by the Azure Cloud Sheep once again bought Jiang Wang time.

Before the Serpent Bone Masked One could perceive the flower sea, he escaped from the plague first, leaping straight forward!

The chilling killing intent and the stirring wind provided the Serpent Bone Masked One with his location.

She flicked her fingertips at the first moment, and the plague spread again.

At the same time, Jiang Wang’s mind moved, and Binding Tiger was unleashed.

The plague bell rang.

The Taoist art Binding Tiger.

The two fiercely fighting people paused strangely for a moment.

As if time stood still, they paused and then moved again.

The Serpent Bone Masked One opened her cherry lips, and a cold light shot out from her slightly protruding tongue, instantly cutting through the concealing bamboo hat, stabbing directly at Jiang Wang.

Transformed from the White Bone Dharma Idol, the Serpent Tongue Sword.

The bamboo hat was her grass, and this sword was her fangs.

This was her trump card.

However, the Serpent Tongue Sword missed its mark.

Jiang Wang appeared on her side, overlapping with her by half a body length.

Directly lifting his longsword, a cold light flashed, actually cutting off her tongue!

This was the third time Jiang Wang had been disturbed by the plague. His body had become accustomed to it, and it was no longer as difficult as the first time. He reacted half a breath in advance.

And the position that the Serpent Bone Masked One thought he was in was just the flower sea misleading her.

“Ah! Er!”

The Serpent Bone Masked One leaned back in agony, but because her tongue had been cut off, even her screams were incomplete.

Jiang Wang did not hesitate. He punched her in the abdomen, and Dao Yuan surged, finding the location where her Heavenly Palace transformed into a Dao Meridian Dragon coiled. Then, he precisely pierced it with his sword, destroying her Heavenly Palace!

After the Dao Meridian ascended to Dragon, the Heavenly Palace had shifted its position, no longer staying in the Spinal Sea, but swimming in the Torso Sea.

And only at this moment did a thin and sharp sword fall behind Jiang Wang!

It turned out that although the Serpent Bone Masked One had her tongue cut off and was in great pain, the pain she showed was both venting and concealment, all to cover up this stab of the Serpent Tongue Sword turning back.

But Jiang Wang was faster and more decisive than her, not giving her even this one chance.

Only now that everything had settled did Jiang Wang sheathe his sword, quietly watching the Serpent Bone Masked One roll painfully on the ground.

The bamboo hat was cut and dropped by herself, and her gorgeous face was completely exposed.

Her figure was shapely, like undulating mountains, writhing like a beautiful snake in misery.

Although her mouth was full of blood at this time and she was in great pain, it had a kind of cruel beauty.

Jiang Wang waited until she was in so much pain that she had no strength to shout, no strength to struggle, before squatting in front of her. “Now, let’s talk?”

The Serpent Bone Masked One looked at him with a venomous gaze.

Jiang Wang lightly patted his forehead, as if suddenly realizing something: “I’m sorry, you were screaming so miserably that I forgot for a moment that you can no longer speak.”

The Serpent Bone Masked One mustered her remaining strength and pounced at him, seemingly wanting to bite him.

But she was firmly stopped by one of Jiang Wang’s fingers.

Jiang Wang’s index finger pressed on her forehead, preventing her from moving.

“Don’t look at me with that kind of look. How miserable and painful you are won’t soften my heart. I’ve heard more painful sounds… those sounds… appear in my dreams every time.”

“That’s why I don’t dare to sleep.”

Jiang Wang gently shook his head, mocking himself, “Why am I telling you this?”

“Let’s make a deal.” He perked up and said, “You answer my questions, and I’ll give you a quick death. You’re a member of the White Bone Dao, so you should know better than me that there are many ways to make a person wish they were dead. Even people like you wouldn’t want to try them, right?”

“If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your default agreement.”

Jiang Wang ignored her hateful gaze, directly swept out a clearing with a palm, and then picked up her Serpent Tongue Sword, placing the hilt in her hand.

“Don’t try to commit suicide. You know you can’t do it in front of me. Now I’ll ask, and you’ll write. How about that?”

“Answers written down are carefully considered words. It can give you time to think. You can choose to speak more specifically and truthfully, or you can choose to deceive me with lies.”

“I know some questions might make your death even more difficult, like asking you about the White Bone Dao’s Twelve Divine Aspect Secret Arts, so don’t worry, I’ll ask with discretion.”

“Of course, since I’m being so discreet, you can’t be perfunctory with me. As long as you’re perfunctory with me once, I’ll consider it as you being unwilling to cooperate.”

He said softly, “Then the deal is off.”

He didn’t say what would happen after the deal was off, because there was no need to repeat the consequences.

A wind blew.

The summer wind also carried heat, but passing through the branches and leaves of the mountain forest to this place, it had a bit of coolness for some reason.

Perhaps it was because they had gone too far?

In this uninhabited wasteland.

There was wildly growing weeds and unknown summer flowers.

There was a delicate youth asking questions softly, and a gorgeous woman covered in blood.