Chapter 604: Chapter 51: Devouring God and Casting Sacred Bone (Part 2)
Lady White Bone rose into the sky, transforming into a ghastly white glow, and fled in the direction of Black Mountain.
"Huh..."
Fang Zheng regained his composure, gazing at the distant escaping glow, gently shook his head, and then raised his hand, lightly grasping toward the escape light.
"Explode!"
"Boom!"
Before his words fell, the escape light transformed by Lady White Bone exploded instantly, like a thunderball with a diameter of a mile suspended in mid-air.
Where the thunder light reached, all things perished.
Even the Bone Sword, White Bone Whip, and Bone Relic were instantly deprived of spiritual brilliance, almost turning into ordinary objects.
Such vast might even caused the array of Fengdu City, dozens of miles away, to tremble.
Being within it,
even a Rogue Immortal would fear shedding a layer of skin.
Upper Pure Great Cave Thunder True Talisman!
At the moment of action, Fang Zheng had stuffed this talisman into Lady White Bone’s body, now timely detonating it.
One can only say that this opponent was different from before, with a special physique and extremely hard to kill, necessitating such a method.
A moment later.
Fang Zheng appeared at the site where Lady White Bone perished, with a large gesture, several items floated before him.
Besides the three magical treasures deprived of spirituality, there were still three intact pieces of white bone left in the field.
Judging by their shapes, they seemed to be a skull, a rib, and a leg bone.
Among them, the skull even had residual Divine Thought of Lady White Bone.
"Hmm?"
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrow, flicked two Yin Thunders with his fingers, shattering the Divine Thought on it, and reached out to grasp it into his palm.
"Such hard bones, Lady White Bone was already severely injured, yet could still leave a Divine Thought under the Upper Pure Great Cave Thunder."
"If it were perfectly intact..."
"It’s truly hard to kill it!"
This is absolutely abnormal.
Even the Black Mountain Monster and Fengdu Ghost King probably couldn’t withstand a strike of the Upper Pure Great Cave Thunder, but the white bones were weaker than them, yet could do so.
To say the white bones have a special physique with high resistance is even more impossible.
The Power of Thunder is the bane of all Evil Cultivators, in this aspect Zhou Qi is stronger than Lady White Bone.
Squeezing the bone in his hand, Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered with doubt, as the bone gave him a sensation of familiarity.
Huh?
Seemingly having discovered something, he raised his eyebrow, about to examine carefully but flipped his hand to put it away.
Turning around, Fang Zheng looked towards a patch of dark clouds, cupping his hand and speaking:
"City Lord Zhou, we meet again!"
The clouds dispersed, revealing Zhou Qi’s expression of shock and doubt, he gazed at Fang Zheng, then scanned the entire scene.
"Fellow Daoist Fang..."
"I never expected that the companion of Zhou would be a Ghost King raised by Fellow Daoist Fang, impressive! Impressive!"
"You’ve made me laugh, City Lord." Fang Zheng cupped his hand:
"About Black Mountain..."
Zhou Qi’s facial expression turned somber, his gaze complex, he hesitated before speaking:
"Zhou did not anticipate that Black Mountain in secret could contact external cultivators, losing this battle is Zhou’s responsibility."
"Li Guan is dead, Meng Po..."
"For the time being cannot return."
"I see." Fang Zheng understood, it seems Meng Po ultimately preserved her life, but the situation is dire, she should be hiding somewhere to heal.
"City Lord should not blame yourself, no one anticipated this upheaval, with City Lord here, guarding Fengdu City should be no issue."
Zhou Qi remained silent.
"Fellow Daoist Fang."
He spoke:
"Thanks for assisting, killing the white bones also removed a major calamity for Fengdu City, are you planning to leave?"
Originally intending to speak an invitation, the thought occurred, Zhou Qi knew it was impossible.
"Yes."
Fang Zheng nodded:
"Fang is, after all, an outsider, and should return."
Cultivators from Zen Sect and Dragon Tiger Sect came from Ethereal Celestial Palace, suggesting that the exit to the Secret Realm must be in the domain of Ethereal Celestial Palace.
Zhou Qi hesitated, then refrained.
He had practiced in Yama Secret Realm for hundreds of years, wanting equally to go out, but now he must keep watch in Fengdu City.
Regarding Fang Zheng...
Forcing him to stay was also impossible.
Although he used up the Divine Talisman, judging by the methods just displayed, he’s not much weaker than Zhou.
Moreover,
who knows whether he has yet another Divine Talisman.
Better to forge a good bond.
"Zhou has responsibilities, cannot send you far." Zhou Qi threw out a Jade Scroll:
"The previously promised item to Fellow Daoist, aside from certain secret techniques, most of Yama Sect’s transmissions are in the Jade Scroll."
"Thank you!"
Fang Zheng reached out to receive, revealing joy, unexpectedly at the last moment, Dharma Gate fell into his hand.
Scanning with Divine Thought, satisfaction grew.
The Jade Scroll not only contained various external secret techniques, but even the Dharma Gate of the ninth level of Yama Heart Sutra.
However.
Zhou Qi still reserved something, the last three levels of Dharma Gate were missing.
What a pity!
Fang Zheng had long through the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts obtained the complete version of Yama Heart Sutra, along with other gains.
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For people of Fengdu City, Lady White Bone came hastily and left hastily, only leaving behind a mess.
When Fengdu Ghost King appeared, everyone’s hearts calmed further.
"What?"
Ma Chao exclaimed:
"My master is dead?"
"It... It should be." The waiter of the tavern spoke tremblingly:
"Just now a ball of ghost fire fell from the sky, hitting Master Fang directly, he vanished."
"Indeed."
The inn shopkeeper nodded in agreement:
"This scene happened on the street, several people saw it, likely true."
The power of that ghost fire was witnessed by everyone, a building was reduced to ashes in an instant.
’Fang Yan’ was struck head-on by ghost fire, surely leaving no bones behind.
Ma Chao looked pale and despairing.
Ma Ning similarly showed surprise, eyes mournful.
"What a pity!"
Ghost Granny shook her head in regret:
"I had a good chat with Fellow Daoist Fang, was hoping for further interactions, didn’t expect such misfortune."
"Alas!"
She sighed, voice complex:
"One cannot predict life’s twists!"
Who could have thought, moments ago drinking and celebrating together, now due to mishap, meeting unexpected demise.
"Ma Ning, Ma Chao."
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