“It’s important business.”
David chuckled and said seriously, “The reason the Dry Bone Sect was left until the end is because I plan to prepare a big gift for them.”
“Once we’ve wiped out those small fry, we’ll take this generous gift and give that Bone Ancestor a proper talking-to.”
Looking at the confident light in his eyes, Su Qingyuan felt inexplicably at ease.
She gave a soft “Mmm,” rested her head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, “David thank you.”
David was slightly taken aback, then smiled and ruffled her hair: “No need to thank me, we’re like family. Your business is my business.”
The night was gentle, and the campfire flickered. The two leaned against each other, enjoying a rare moment of peace.
Meanwhile, far away, at the headquarters of the Dry Bone Sect, within the Nine Nether Bone Domain, a storm targeting them was quietly brewing.
In the Nine Nether Bone Domain, the grand hall built of white bones was filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Thousands of withered bone lamps hung from the dome, their eerie green light reflecting off the solemn faces of the elders in the hall.
The Old Ancestor of the Bone sat on the throne of white bones, his body as thin as a withered twig wrapped in a black robe, and two points of ghostly fire flickered in his sunken eye sockets.
The intelligence that had just been sent back lingered in his mind, word for word.
Xuanling Ancient Sect, Chixia Immortal Mansion, Meteor Tower, Qingxiao Sword Sect, Heavenly Silkworm Demon Sect all were destroyed in a short period of time.
Which of those sects doesn’t have an Immortal Lord of the Eighth Rank or above in charge, and which doesn’t have a trump card passed down for ten thousand years?
But in David’s hands, it was like paper and clay sculptures, easily destroyed and unable to even maintain a decent stalemate.
An unease crept in, like a poisonous insect slowly crawling up my bones.
He originally thought David was just a young man who rose to prominence by taking advantage of the Dao Ruins, but now it seems that’s not the case at all.
The withered fingers of the Old Ancestor of Bone gently tapped the white bone armrest, the tapping sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent hall.
“Gentlemen, you are all aware of the situation.”
His voice was hoarse, like sand rubbing against bones, “David and Su Qingyuan have been fighting all the way. Their next stop will definitely be my Dry Bone Sect.”
A withered elder stepped forward, his brow furrowed: “Ancestor, how about we send some men to ambush them along the way? Let’s strike first before they reach the Nine Nether Bone Domain!”
“ambush?”
The Old Ancestor of Dry Bones sneered, and the ghostly fire in his eye sockets suddenly shone brightly. “Which of those sects ahead didn’t set up ambushes to block the way? Who could stop them? Ambushing them halfway would be like sending them to their deaths.”
He slowly rose, his black robe trailing on the ground, while fragments of white bones tumbled gently in the air.
“Issue my order: the entire sect shall immediately enter a state of emergency preparedness. All disciples shall return to their positions and guard all strategic passes, and shall not leave without authorization.”
“Activate all the protective formations of the Bone Sect: the seven-layered linked Bone Array, the Ten Thousand Bone Soul-Devouring Needles, and the Netherworld Soul-Locking Barrier—use them all without holding back a single detail!”
“Ancestor, please reconsider! Activating all the array formations will consume an enormous amount of your primordial essence!”
An elder urgently tried to dissuade him.
“If you can’t abandon your roots, you’ll lose your life!”
The Old Ancestor of the Withered Bones interrupted sharply, “Today, either he dies, or my Withered Bones Sect is destroyed. Activate the full formation. Even if we can’t kill David, we can at least hold him off and buy us a chance to make our move. Go and prepare!”
The elders dared not say another word, bowed in unison to accept the order, and hurriedly left to allocate manpower and activate the formation.
Before long, the entire Nine Nether Bone Domain underwent a dramatic transformation.
Layer upon layer of white bone formations were activated one after another, and countless skeletons broke out of the ground, intertwining to form huge array patterns. The sky was filled with rolling Yin energy, and countless bone needles appeared and disappeared in the void, their cold light eerie, densely covering the sky and firmly enveloping the entire withered bone mountain gate.
From a distance, it looks like a giant, indestructible bone cage.
Just as the great formation stabilized, two figures slowly descended from the horizon.
David, dressed in a blue robe, looked relaxed, while Su Qingyuan, dressed in white, stood beside him. The contrast of blue and white stood out against the gray and dark atmosphere.
Su Qingyuan looked up at the endless array of withered bones stretching for thousands of miles before her, her brows furrowing slightly.
“A seven-layered, interconnected skeleton array, plus the Soul-Devouring Needles of Ten Thousand Bones. The Skeleton Sect has laid out all its trump cards in defense. This array is extremely powerful. Even an ordinary Immortal King would be entangled by Yin Sha if he broke in, and would find it difficult to escape.”
David raised his head, slowly examining the array patterns flowing in the void, a faint smile on his lips.
“It looks impressive, but in reality, the arrangement of the key points has many flaws. The person who set up this formation has decent skills, but their vision is too narrow.”
Before he finished speaking, David raised his hand and gently traced a line with his fingertips.
Streams of array runes, barely visible to the naked eye, flowed from his fingertips and silently merged into the great array in front of him.
Those bone needles and chains formed from the raging, malevolent energy, which were originally extremely ferocious, now seemed to have had their foundation removed.
Click Click
A series of cracking sounds rang out.