The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 118 Withered Bones and White General
After stopping, as Feng Ling cautiously began to gather earth elemental energy, five objects resembling two hand bracers, two body bracers, and a torso armor were forcibly fitted onto the skeleton covered in writhing flesh and blood.

Perfect fit!

The five items were pieced together to form a complete suit of armor, instantly covering all the exposed flesh and blood, and replacing the disgusting surface with the deep, black gleam of the armor.

It seems that it can't escape the category of "fierce"!
"Good!" Feeling the explosive energy filling their muscles, both heads simultaneously exclaimed with great satisfaction, the eerie overlapping sound waves causing a subtle sense of unease.

"Has he fallen into demonic possession?!" The man in purple looked somewhat dazed, muttering to himself, his hands unconsciously slowing down by half a beat.

Feng Ling couldn't help but be surprised. After putting on the skeleton armor, the withered old man spat out two rows of barbed fangs and his whole body was covered with strange black and white bones, just like the chains that had trapped Feng Ling and Feng Yuqing!
At the same time, his bloodshot, bright red eyes flickered frequently, creating an extremely eerie contrast when paired with his charcoal-black complexion.

"Crack!" The real skull, which had changed from being as white as jade to being jet black and shiny, grew a pair of spiral horns that extended two feet long from its mouth, completely transforming the person!

Perhaps it's already...

He can no longer be called a human being!
"To die by this move is an honor for you!" Taking advantage of the time it took to adapt to his new body, his scarlet eyes were full of arrogance.

Staring at the purple-clad man hovering at the edge of the fifty-meter storm, he thought to himself, "I am confident that I can destroy you!"

Back when Kugu Bai was at the tenth level, he used this move to cause chaos in the Sulfur Fire Sect. That bloody battle was extremely fierce, and in the end, Huo Yangzi died and Bai Wu was seriously injured and fled!
When he returned to the massacre, Bai Wu absorbed a large number of the ghost spirits of the dead from the Sulfurfire Sect. Soon after, he broke through to the legendary realm. After the breakthrough, he followed the evil spirit master organization and participated in several massacres.
Those wars, combined with the tragedy of the Sulfurfire Gate, thoroughly established the ferocity of the Old Man and solidified his position as the branch leader of the evil spirit master organization.

In fact, most of the skeletal evil spirits in the withered army of skeletons were accumulated during that time; at other times, they were just cruel in their killing methods.

They weren't so heartless as to kill anyone they saw!

Once you reach the legendary level, the issue of titles will naturally come into play. Titles generally come from three sources: self-appointed, publicly recognized, and inherited, and there are even special... bestowed titles!
Because it could merge with decaying corpses, and given that the old man's real name was Baiwu, it was initially called "Baiwu the Bone-Dry Crow." However, this title was quickly banned!

Because any account that is banned cannot conflict with the real name.

Finally, after a long discussion among the members of the title-sealing guild, some people thought that Baiwu acted like a general when leading the skeleton legion!
General Bai! General Bai!

Dry bones, white... general!

Therefore, with his consent, the title guild officially recorded "Withered Bones White General" as his recognized title.

"Oh!? It's been quite some time since you broke through to the legendary realm..."

A slight tremor ran through his hands. The purple-clad man lowered his eyelids, staring at the sharp, dark brown tip of the vibrating spear, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then flashed forward, leaving a trail of purple afterimages, unintentionally leaving behind a trail of thunderous shouts that echoed from his original spot: "I still don't know how powerful a legendary expert is. I'd like to personally experience it for myself!"

"Hmph!" With a swift extension of his right arm raised above his head, the withered white beast suddenly exerted its strength, grabbing the spinning scepter that was sparking from the friction with a claw and holding it tightly in its palm. It sneered inwardly, "Trying to use the same trick again?"

"Bang!" Grasping the rhombus-shaped crystal tightly in his left claw, the withered white beast, holding the scepter, leaped and dodged quickly, its plump appearance as if it were covered with a thick layer of lead.

However, while the lead skin granted it powerful defense, it did not affect its mobility at all. In fact, in terms of agility, it was even better than the White Bone General itself!
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to dodge Feng Ling's attack so easily!
"Bang—!" Smoke and dust billowed, sand and stones flew everywhere. After the attack missed, a deep, ten-foot-long tear suddenly appeared on the ground.

"My junior brother Shui Tu was killed by an elder of your Yuqing Sect, wasn't he?" Ku Gu Bai held a scepter and hovered in mid-air.

His eyes flashed with a sharp glint. "After I cripple your cultivation and find that old bastard, I'll personally send your corpses back together. I'll definitely give that old bastard Feng Tianjue a big surprise..."

Old Ku has always been not only cunning and treacherous, but also arrogant and conceited. His unexpected move to temporarily avoid the limelight surprised Feng Ling.

"The Dark Pavilion is quiet and elegant! After you warmly invited me there..." The man in purple robes' eyes flickered as he raised his arm and slowly approached, brandishing his fire-tipped spear.

Seemingly remembering something, Feng Ling abruptly stopped speaking, a slight smile playing on his lips. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, "Wouldn't you be pleasantly surprised if you knew I was the one who killed him?"

The purple-clad man charged forward, his energy fluctuations revealing a hint of hidden danger. While Feng Ling was scheming alone, others were also starting to have their own little schemes!
"If so, let's feign... spare his life!" To ensure everything went smoothly, the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal that the withered old man had "swallowed" reappeared on his forehead. "Perhaps we can take this opportunity to gain some benefits!"

Judging from Feng Ling's amazing cultivation level, Elder Ku believes that he is definitely a benchmark among the young disciples in the Jade Purity Sect, and a person whom the entire sect is vigorously cultivating!
Thinking this through, the withered old man changed his mind again, thinking to himself, "On the surface, although I still can't go head-to-head with Feng Tianjue, it would be quite good to have the opportunity to extort him!"

But the reality is quite the opposite. Feng Ling keeps a low profile and remains unknown within the Yuqing Sect. He is the kind of guy who gives people a "no sense of presence"!

"In that case, how could I possibly care about... or your junior brother's life or death!" The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and sparks flew across the ground...

Perhaps sensing that the time was right, the man in purple suddenly sped up, his subsequent words carrying a hint of provocation.

"Don't be so smug!" The withered old man roared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, as he glared at the contemptuous man in purple. His massive body moved instantly, swooping down from the sky like a god. "Take this!"

"Bang!" Sparks flew as the brown fire-tipped spear and the jet-black serpentine scepter collided head-on, producing a deafening sound.

(End of this chapter)