The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 115 Skeleton Evil Spirit
Even if the Flame Divine Spear Technique has been cultivated to the limit of "Extreme Yin Cold Flame", it still cannot escape the category of fire attribute.

“Since fire attributes can’t defeat it…then…!” Feng Ling’s eyes lit up, he stopped thinking and immediately conveyed his thoughts to the silver spear with its red tassels flaming.

Sitting idly by and waiting for death is not Feng Ling's style, even in a very unfavorable situation.

"Overlord Spear Technique, Second Form - Thick Earth Heavy Spear Technique!" With a roar, the tip of the Fire-Tipped Spear, which was as smooth as water, was covered with a layer of earthy brown, and then the flames completely disappeared.

A thick, murky aura of danger is rising steadily!
"Attack!" Before the attack could even begin, the withered old man quickly gave the order, launching the first attack on the man in purple and igniting the fuse of the battle.

Instantly, the fully equipped skeleton army, as if possessed, brandished its bone claws and roared as it surged towards the man in purple from all directions.

Just then, a sandstorm swept through, and the Fire-Tipped Spear, carrying a heavy earth elemental vibration, roared as it erupted with an arrogant posture that far exceeded the weight limit.

"A mere trick!" The spear above his head crashed down with overwhelming force. After finishing everything, the withered old man stood there with disdain in his eyes, patiently waiting.

As the attack was about to strike, the composed old man in black robes leisurely raised his scepter to meet it...

"Not good!" Feeling the immense force generated upon impact, the withered old man's expression changed drastically. Only then did he realize the danger and tried to escape, but it was too late.

"Boom!" The earth shook violently, and dust filled the air, as if a small meteor had fallen. A terrifying three-meter-wide crater suddenly appeared on the strange ground of the Ice Jade Pavilion.

Meanwhile, many unfortunate skeletal evil spirits around them were also blown to pieces in the aftershocks of this terrifying energy, which actually saved Feng Ling a lot of trouble!

"Old man, I'll make you shed your skin even if you don't die!" Feng Ling grinned, inwardly cursing "stupidity," and scoffed at the old man's arrogant behavior.

"Damn it, I was careless!" With an angry shout, a long spear and a disheveled figure suddenly flew out from where the old man in black robes had been.

The man, covered in dust, angrily launched a "retaliatory" attack on the brown spear!

Having learned his lesson, the withered old man was now on high alert and dared not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

"Stone-Shattering Fist!" No longer paying attention to the withered old man's life or death, and having no weapon in hand, Feng Ling quickly used a fist technique after regaining his focus.

"Bang!" The force of the punch was unstoppable, and the skeleton shattered and dissipated. The current "Stone Shattering Fist" is no longer the "Stone Shattering Fist" of the past.

Although the moves still follow a wide and powerful style, after Feng Ling's research and improvement, their power is now incomparable!

"Hmm?" After personally throwing a punch and carefully sensing its power, Feng Ling's face turned extremely gloomy.

He punched again, killing several skeletons that rushed forward, and shouted angrily, "Ten Revolutions!"

There were at least several hundred skeletons present, an astonishing number, and their cultivation levels were generally at the tenth level! This was simply unbelievable.

The formation of a skeleton spirit requires the following two conditions: first, the soul of the deceased is unwilling to leave the corpse; second, the bones remain intact after the body has decomposed.
It can be said that neither can be dispensed with!

In addition, since the conditions for the creation of skeleton evil spirits are quite demanding, it is difficult for ordinary skeleton evil spirits to advance by devouring their own kind.

Thus, their primary food source is undoubtedly what all ghosts love most—strong, yang-abundant male warriors! And these skeletal evil spirits before us are all incredibly powerful, exuding a terrifying aura…

It's easy to imagine how many people the withered old man killed in order to conscript men to fill the resources needed to raise the skeleton evil spirits!
"Haha, don't be surprised!"

Amidst the roar and sparks flying, the old man in black robes chuckled evilly, brandishing his scepter and violently colliding it with a spinning heavy spear at high frequency.

He then revealed an unbridled expression of excitement and gloated loudly: "Once you're dead, the first legendary-level skeleton evil spirit will be born among them!"

While frantically defending against the onslaught of the Fire-Tipped Spear, the withered old man still managed to find a moment to strike at the purple-clad man opposite him, who was completely surrounded by skeletal evil spirits.

Although Feng Ling had managed to keep the man in black robes busy by using his difficult moves, Ku Lao believed that the man's situation was even worse than his own!

With a deafening boom, a powerful demonic force churned within the fist, forming an energy vortex with terrifying tearing power.

"Troublesome!" Feng Ling cursed under his breath after destroying more than a dozen skeletons, as dozens of white shadows surged forward again.

One after another, skeletons, reeking of bloodlust and savagery, surged forward excitedly, and soon their tall, bony bodies mercilessly enveloped the man in purple once more...

These skeletal evil spirits are incredibly tenacious, like cockroaches that can't be killed; one batch is killed, and another batch comes!
It seems they can never be eradicated or exterminated!

What's even more troubling is that they not only feel no pain, but they are also fearless in the face of death! They are truly slaughtering machines born for killing!
Otherwise, Feng Ling would not have had the experience of weathering great storms in his previous life and frequently encountered strange and bizarre events.

At this point, let alone having the courage to fight, even maintaining one's mental state would be a problem!
"Hmm?" A large amount of white mist was floating in the air, and Feng Ling frowned.

They quickly killed the dozen or so skeletal evil spirits within five meters of them, temporarily clearing the surrounding area.

"Ghost Crossing Technique!" After retracting his fist, Feng Ling did not take the opportunity to gather strength for the next attack. Instead, he flicked his sleeve to clear away the dust, straightened his body, and stood still, turning his attack into a defense.

The power of the ghosts and gods condensed into a protective shield around him, blocking the skeletons in front of him. The man in purple stared intently at the skeleton army behind him that had suddenly stopped moving.

"Cheers~!" The skeletal evil spirit, which was stuck at the back, raised its head and let out a creepy cry, greedily absorbing the increasingly thick white mist.

His excited expression was as if a drug addict who had been in rehab for years had suddenly found a roll of opium in prison that was comparable to a magic pill!

Furthermore, the opium also came with a complimentary lighter—a true status symbol!

"Crack, crack~!" Soft, popping sounds emanated from the bones from time to time, sounding inexplicably eerie. Just as the purple-clad man's eyes were filled with suspicion...

"Whoosh!" A chilling wind blew. Although the "Ghost Crossing Technique" wasn't very effective as a protective shield, the skeletal evil spirits that were frantically attacking the shield were still being slowly worn down.

Wisps of white mist drifted by...

(End of this chapter)