The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 87 The Dry Tomb and Bone Grave Array

At this moment, just as the situation on Feng Ling's side had calmed down a bit, the situation on Ling Weiyun's clone's side was not optimistic.

Outside Sunset City, in a strange tomb shrouded in thick black fog...

"Boom!" Under the cover of black mist, clusters of eerie green light appeared particularly dazzling and eye-catching. Fierce, withered white skeletons, seemingly crawling out of their graves, joined forces with a hideous old man to frantically attack a withered old man.

No, not just seemingly! That skeleton crawled out of its grave!
"Zzzzz~...!" A piercing, drawn-out sound exploded, and blue, violent electricity, like a writhing serpent, sprayed out of the withered old man's hands without restraint.

The scattered blue snakes seemed to possess boundless power, smashing grooves into the dilapidated cemetery ground.

As if possessing a spirit, the little snakes opened their sharp, lightning-like teeth, each rushing towards a skeleton that lunged at the withered old man.

To share some of his burden!

The withered old man, who had just finished all that, was still in a flurry of activity. He quickly condensed a ball of lightning and hastily and violently collided with the writhing, disgusting black water opposite him.

"Boom!" A swirling gust of wind swept across the land, centered on the two elders, and suddenly roared out, causing the entire cemetery to tremble violently.

Having repeatedly endured these tribulations, without the protective barrier formed by the strange black energy within the formation, this place would probably have already turned to ashes!
"Hah! Ling Weiyun, stop your desperate struggle!" He roared angrily, and the black claws had just corroded his sleeves when they were engulfed by a violent backlash of lightning.

Then, the two old men, who had been gathering their strength, suddenly attacked each other with a claw strike. Amidst the flying sparks, they both staggered back seven or eight steps, their faces flushed.

"Blackwater Butcher, a few years ago your cultivation was lower than mine and you couldn't beat me, so I didn't say anything more."

But now?

Even with equal cultivation levels, you were still beaten badly by this old man.

Finally, they even shamelessly resorted to using an evil formation to frame this old man. Alas, how utterly disappointing!

Taking advantage of the moment of retreat, Ling Weiyun used his internal energy to deflect the force, shaking his head and sighing, his words filled with sarcasm.

Feng Ling's goal was to provoke Blackwater Butcher with a disdainful attack, thereby creating an opportunity for him to kill him in one blow!
Once Blackwater is killed and the manipulator is gone, the formation will naturally be broken. As for the summoned skeletons that are merely at the ninth level, they are not worth mentioning!
"Hmph! I hope your old bones are as hard as your mouth!" Blackwater Butcher was about to get angry when he suddenly had a thought and forcibly suppressed it. He knew very well what the other party's condition was like.

Despite the withered old man's nonchalant words, he was actually facing a powerful evil spirit master of the same level, while also having to deal with the swarms of Nine-Turn White Bone Skeletons that were surging from all sides and launching sneak attacks.

Being distracted by two things at once is also incredibly difficult!

"Pfft!" After stabilizing themselves after their argument, the two exhausted people simultaneously coughed up a mouthful of blood, and surprisingly did not stop to catch their breath.

Instead, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he unleashed two more piercing gusts of wind, which crashed and slammed towards the opponent's face with tremendous force.

Judging from their crazy, reckless behavior, they're practically...

Fight until death!

This tragic scene is so moving that it brings tears to one's eyes.

"They're both old folks who're about to die. How many more years do they have left to live? Why do they have to kill each other like this?"

Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone could let go of their worries and enjoy their later years together?

But things can't always go as planned. If everything were so easy to resolve, there wouldn't be so many grudges and feuds in the world.
How could the world have become so chaotic!
"Bam—!"

"Damn it! What happened during those years of absence that made this old bone so tough to chew!"

A tingling numbness returned to his aching claws; Blackwater Butcher was terrified by the powerful white-haired old man before him.

The fighting has been going on for almost half an hour now. The entire cemetery has been shattered and left in a mess, while the withered old man on the other side is still lively and energetic.

There's not a trace of anything about him being buried!

If I hadn't activated Senior Brother Kugu's withered bone tomb array in time, I'm afraid I would be in grave danger now.

"Bang—!" Suddenly and forcefully shoving the withered old man away, Blackwater Butcher glanced at the numerous broken and scattered skeletons around him with shock and anger, knowing that continuing to drag things out would only make things worse for him.

At this point, the rare opportunity to fill the gap cannot be waited for.

"The withered graves echoed in unison"
The gates to the Bone Grave have opened...!
Skeletons~

--now--!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Blackwater Butcher retrieved a jet-black serpent-patterned scepter, and with a roar, forced out a drop of blood to stain it. Immediately, as the blood merged with it, a strange energy burst forth from the scepter, permeating the entire area.

He actually intended to forcibly summon a terrifying creature to kill this old man!
"Whoosh—!" A cool breeze blew, and with Blackwater Butcher's series of low chants, the dim yellow sunset overhead was completely blocked by the rolling black mist, and the cemetery was plunged into darkness.

How could one word describe such a dark and windy night!

The noisy cemetery fell eerily quiet. The few remaining skeletons that hadn't been destroyed stopped their frantic attacks, and the green light in their eyes ceased to flicker...!
Taking advantage of the skeleton's stunned silence, Ling Weiyun's clone once again unleashed a series of violent blue snakes. Before long, swarms of lightning snakes crowded forward, coiling around and rapidly devouring the skeleton.

As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on!
Although he was wary of these unusual skeletons, he decided to deal with them as they came. Since he couldn't stop them from chanting the incantation, he would just kill a few more of the troublesome skeletons!
"Crackling sounds!" The sound, like popping beans, rang out. The withered old man was puzzled. As he secretly gathered his strength, he frowned and looked at the old man with a cane who was wrapped in thick, corrosive black energy not far in front of him.

Lightning is a manifestation of righteous energy, specifically designed to deal with ghosts and demons. If things continue like this, in just a few breaths, all the skeletons and bones will turn to ashes. At that point, Blackwater Butcher will truly be powerless to save them.

"Boom—!" Just as the withered old man was puzzled, a large number of cross-shaped tombstones began to rotate in a regular and large-scale manner, leaving only a dense array of strange tombstone phantoms in sight.

In the very center of the phantom, a strange black gate with faint, indistinct patterns suddenly emitted a bizarre suction force. Then, the crystal-clear white bones on the ground floated and shimmered with an eerie light, frantically merging into the strange gate.

"Crack, crack—!" All that could be heard was the sound of bones breaking apart. The skeletons, whether intact or not, were disassembling and disintegrating on their own. After turning into individual white skeletal limbs, they were pulled away again and disappeared into the black-patterned gate.

Having a cold? It's really awful.

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(End of this chapter)