The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 117 My Master is in Trouble
"You...!?" Before he could even react, the withered old man's mouth gaped open as he stared dumbfounded at the man who had appeared less than two meters in front of him!

Without giving the other party much time to be surprised, after shifting positions using the "Shifting Stars" technique, Feng Ling immediately waved his hand and recalled the Fire-Tipped Spear into his hand.

And taking advantage of the terrifying energy remaining on it, it slashed down fiercely at the withered old man!
"Your Highness is in trouble! Protect me! Protect me!" Just as the attack landed, a comical, shrill voice suddenly rang out, leaving everyone both amused and exasperated.

"What is that?" The man in purple was surprised and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. Then, his pupils shrank and the number of the thirty-odd skeletons that were still alive was reduced again.

Now, only six remain!

Judging from the remaining traces on the scene, apart from the five peak-level 10th-tier skeleton evil spirits, the rest were cruelly devoured by the most powerful skeleton evil spirit.

Originally stuck at the threshold of half-step legend, it finally stepped into the half-step legend realm after being nourished by dozens of powerful skeletal evil spirits!
Thus, they developed a faint sense of self-awareness!

"Evolved?" Feng Ling was stunned for a moment. Those words had just come from its mouth, from the withered old man who had nurtured it.

It's not surprising that it spontaneously develops a protective instinct when it sees its owner in danger.

"Boy, getting distracted isn't good!" With a surprised and wicked laugh, the old man in black robes gathered his strength and deflected the fire-tipped spear. Then, he pointed his scepter straight at the man's chest with undiminished force.

The Fire-Tipped Spear was knocked away, and Feng Ling was startled. He quickly withdrew the spear and went back to defend. Just as the deathly black scepter arrived, he retreated and narrowly avoided the old man's counterattack.

Once you've lost one strike, it won't be so easy to strike again!

At this moment, Feng Ling was in such a predicament. In the brief few seconds of their lightning-fast exchange, the remaining six skeletal evil spirits had already charged forward with boundless ferocity.

"Bang, crack!" Sparks flew and smoke filled the air as seven disproportionately large figures crisscrossed each other, quickly completing the first round.

"Damn it...!" The man holding the brown fire-tipped spear turned around and straightened his body, his face extremely ugly, gritting his teeth as he stared at the black-robed old man surrounded by layers of protection.

"Haha! Since you are so stubborn...!" With a sudden slap on his hand, the withered skeleton leaped onto the shoulder of the half-legendary skeleton.

"Then let me show you my titled ultimate skill!"

After speaking, the withered old man opened his right hand, which held the serpent-patterned scepter, while his left hand tightly gripped the fiery red rhombus-shaped crystal and held it up to his chest.

As the black-robed elder levitated off the ground, the serpentine scepter flashed with black light in mid-air and began to spin faster and faster, gradually revealing its menacing fangs in a terrifying, distorted storm visible to the naked eye…

"Evil magic!?" A chilling sense of crisis crept up from the soles of my feet to my spine.

This strange posture made the purple-clad man opposite him subconsciously uneasy, and he quickly focused his energy to adjust his state in order to deal with the impending raging storm.

"Roar~!" As if drawn by the evil aura above, the half-legendary skeleton spirit's eyes lit up, and it roared angrily.

The torso bones were the first to emit a violent, clattering sound, followed by countless bursts of sparks crackling and exploding across the skeleton!
"Boom!" The earth shook violently, and pieces of rock flew everywhere! As if in response, the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal suddenly burst forth with a dazzling, blood-red flame.

Dazzling and captivating!
"Crack!" The black-robed old man in the eye of the storm suddenly turned around and threw himself at the huge skeleton behind him that was undergoing a strange transformation.

The skeletal evil spirit seemed to be on the same wavelength, mimicking the old man's gesture by spreading its arms wide. "Withered Bones - Armor!" the withered old man roared, and the sharp sound of bones exploding from the ground rang out, as piercing as shards of porcelain sliding across glass, making listeners feel irritated, uncomfortable, and terrified.

It felt like a mischievous cat scratching at my heart.

"Boom!" An explosion came from the front half of the semi-legendary skeleton, and the old man in black robes stepped inside.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies were pulled left and right like sieves, overlapping each other in a dazzling display.

"Roar~!" A burst of black light shot out as the giant, roaring maw spun out.

If it weren't for the crisp sound made by the large rotation of the neck joints, witnesses would have mistakenly thought that the strange head grew directly from the mouth of the original skeletal evil spirit!
Compared to the original head that grew on a three-meter-tall skeleton, the newborn head was indeed a small head, a small head wearing a skull hat!
Although it looks somewhat unpleasant, it carries a hint of something eerie, incomplete and inexplicable...

"Cheers~!" As the head was revealed, chunks of disgusting black flesh wriggled out from the skeleton of the evil spirit, spreading rapidly throughout the skeleton's body like serpents.

Watching two separate entities suddenly merge together, a perfect blend of stark white bones and flesh, it looked so much like...

"Combined...!?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar word spontaneously surfaced in Feng Ling's mind. At this moment, the strange and bizarre state before him could be best described as a fusion.

"Roar!" Just as the purple-clad man was growing increasingly alarmed and preparing to test the waters, an extremely violent aura emanated from the skeleton...

The five-headed, ten-turn peak skeletal evil spirits immediately stepped forward and surrounded it, prostrating themselves on the ground in a pentagram shape. The eerie light in the deep sockets of their eye bones flickered abnormally, clearly revealing a rare trace of fear.

It's unclear whether she was afraid of facing the purple-clad man slowly approaching from outside the storm alone, or afraid of something else...

"Useless trash, this is your good fortune!" An extremely angry roar, mixed with echoes, came from the skull's mouth.

He glanced at the approaching purple-clad man with a gun and quickened his pace: "Come on! Let this old man take a look..."

The strongest form of the Bone Armor!

After he finished speaking, an irresistible and powerful suction force emanated from the top of his head, faintly forming a dark vortex.

"Bang!" Apart from the purple-clad man who retreated hastily when he saw the situation was unfavorable, the several 10th-level peak skeletal evil spirits did not even put up a decent resistance before being sucked in.

"Boom—!" As if a heavy bomb had been dropped, the five massive skeletons that suddenly exploded in the vortex continued to decompose and recombine. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into five pitch-black objects brimming with demonic energy!
"Huh!?" The storm's shockwaves seemed to be weakening. Feng Ling frowned, staring at the center of the storm with suspicion. He had only taken two steps when a thought struck him, and he glanced at it from the side.

I noticed that the sand and dust floating around me were getting thicker and thicker...

He was secretly alarmed: "Such a powerful aura!"

(End of this chapter)