The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 124 Sudden realization
"Uh...!?" Feng Ling and the withered white general were both shocked. Unable to move, they could only silently watch this strange scene unfold...

"Bang!" The process was very slow, and after an unknown amount of time, a loud bang was heard, and the red-tasseled spear, which had undergone a slight change, suddenly pierced through the body of the purple-clothed man.

Before the withered skeleton, barely clinging to life, could even clap and cheer, he saw the spear suddenly disappear, disappearing entirely into the body of the purple-clad man!

Then, to his surprise, the man in purple discovered that after fusing with the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal, he was not only able to move again, but also miraculously recovered most of his injuries.

Immediately, Feng Ling had a thought and summoned the spear that had been forced back into his body.

"Fire Dragon Mark!?" Feng Ling's eyes shone brightly as he held the drastically changed Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand and examined it for about an incense stick's time.

Aside from the addition of a domineering fire dragon pattern on the gun, he couldn't discern anything else.

"It's time to end this feud!" Unable to understand, Feng Ling stopped torturing himself and slowly walked towards the heavily injured and dying skeleton general.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. Let's do it!" Sensing the change in the man in purple, the withered old man was not frightened or uneasy. Instead, he closed his eyes calmly with a hint of heroic death in his expression.

A loud bang, accompanied by a scream, echoed within the Ice Jade Pavilion. A playful smile appeared on the lips of the purple-clad man as he firmly planted a long spear on the already mangled and bloody right hand bone of the withered skeleton general.

"Stop trying to play tricks, I can already guess most of what you're thinking!" Feng Ling said calmly, quickly sheathing his gun and taking a step back. It was this action of drawing his gun that caused the old man opposite him to let out another shrill scream.

But Feng Ling seemed not to hear him and continued to ask, "However, there is something I don't understand...! When you opened the Ice Jade Pavilion, you were clearly able to easily draw upon Sun Yuyang's essence blood with your cultivation."

But why go through all that trouble and at the cost of depleting one's cultivation to forcibly extract the essence and blood of a dead person?

Is it simply because she is the daughter of your former lover, Shu Qiao?

The man in purple stared intently into the old man's eyes, and this, combined with the few words spoken by Sun Yuyang and the withered old man, caused Feng Ling a long period of confusion.

If General Kugu Bai hadn't done that, my battle today would probably have been even more dangerous!
"No, she is my own daughter!" Upon hearing this, Kugu Bai sighed, as if the pain he had just shown was fake.

This single action astonished Feng Ling, making him even more impressed by the old man's cunning. He knew without a doubt that the old man was trying to deceive him, hoping to drag him down with him when he wasn't paying attention!
"I only found out about it in the last few days!" Old Ku was still terrified as he recalled the secret massacre of the Sun family.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs. Luckily, he was convinced that Sun Yuyang was untouchable, otherwise he would have been a sinner, and how could he face Shu Qiao in the afterlife!
"Just as I suspected!" With his suspicions confirmed, Feng Ling quickly recalled everything and finally figured it all out. He felt a pang of sympathy for the old woman's plight: "Should I explain her background to you?"

"Whether you tell her or not is irrelevant now! It's up to you." The withered-bone white-faced man coughed up a mouthful of blood, a hint of desolation flashing in his heart: "Anyway, I'm going to die soon!"

"Rather than suffer, why not send me on my way...?" With that, the withered white bones looked at Feng Ling with pleading eyes.

"Alas...!" Before he could finish speaking, the man in purple sighed, and then a faint light flashed, and the old man had already severed all life force.

A powerful figure has fallen!
"It was all about timing and luck!" After a bullet pierced his chest, the life-or-death battle between the two finally came to an end. Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, Feng Ling was filled with emotion.

If it weren't for...

The withered bones and white general suffered a loss of cultivation!
if not...

The new Soul-Severing Powder has been successfully refined! If it weren't for...

It absorbed the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal!

So, who is dead now? It's really... hard to say!

This battle was full of twists and turns. Too many unexpected changes occurred along the way, so that the scales of victory ultimately tipped in favor of the man in purple.

When the opportunity presented by fate arrived, Feng Ling indeed seized it without fail.

"Whoosh—!" A wisp of black mist vanished in an instant while the purple-clad man was momentarily distracted. Feng Ling snapped out of his daze, smiled bitterly, and cursed himself for being blinded by victory.

"Sigh! Fine, let it be!" The withered bones of the White Bone have now completely lost their physical vitality, and the legendary ghost spirit body only possesses the energy of the legendary realm.

Just like Ling Weiyun back then, even when Feng Ling was weak, he couldn't do anything to him. Even if the old man escaped, it wouldn't matter.

Without the help of a peerless master, let alone being able to come back to life and rebuild one's cultivation level, even "keeping oneself from being disturbed or devoured by other external things" is not an easy task!

"Is this a case of cutting the weeds but not eradicating the roots?" Feng Ling chuckled self-deprecatingly. He wanted to destroy that black aura not because he lacked that legendary ghost spirit body, but because he didn't want to leave behind a potential threat.

But now it seems that the opponent's ghostly spirit is even having trouble protecting itself, and self-destruction is very likely. With this thought, Feng Ling felt relieved and completely put his mind at ease.

"I wonder how things are going at the Sun residence?" Feng Ling murmured to himself. After trying to sense something but finding nothing, he quickly left through the passage above his head.

As a veteran legendary expert, Kugu Bai was undoubtedly very strong, but Feng Ling was at the same level as him. If he couldn't beat him, he could have simply run away, but he didn't do that.

The reason is that the withered bones and white generals are not invincible. If one is afraid and runs away when facing such an opponent with whom one can fight, how can one bravely move forward on the path of cultivation in the future?

Feng Ling was confident that he could defeat his opponent by pushing himself to his limits!

And indeed, he did it! He sacrificed a brief period of severe injury to save his opponent's life, and of course, luck also played an indispensable role in this battle.

However, he knew perfectly well how dangerous the process was, so he didn't say anything more!
……

Inside the Ice Jade Pavilion, an unknown amount of time had passed...

In a corner of the explosion site, a jet-black scepter emitted a faint, eerie light. After confirming that no one was around, a wisp of black smoke slowly emerged from it.

"Is he gone?" The black mist condensed into the shape of a withered skeleton, and sadly glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar corpse in the pool of blood on the ground.

"Who!?" Suddenly, a wisp of air rushed in from above, and the withered skeleton Bai was on high alert. His ghostly body retreated more than ten meters. His first thought was that Feng Ling had returned.

(End of this chapter)