“Awooooo!”
“Grrrrr!”
Within the White Bone Mountain, numerous bone beasts ran wildly, exuding a sense of panic, leaving behind a trail of dust.
Unbeknownst to them, a faint glow was mixed among the herd, within which a human figure faintly emerged.
Expanding his Dharma Realm, Wu Ming concealed himself perfectly as he dashed deeper into the White Bone Mountain.
With his Celestial Eye open, he followed the faint spiritual connection in his consciousness, closely trailing behind the skeleton spirit. “You swallowed my item and still dare to run away?”
Unconsciously, the surroundings transformed.
Ancient trees towered like swords, cliffs and precipices stood steep and rugged, their surfaces dark as ink.
Thick malevolent energy surged skyward, forming a slightly dark canopy.
“Here underground, the malevolent energy is extremely concentrated, forming a node…”
At the end of the Shang Dynasty, twelve golden statues collapsed, unleashing terrifying evil energy. Half of them sank into the earth, contaminating the land’s veins and leaving the surrounding hundreds of miles barren.
Yet this node represented a remarkable balance between the land’s energy and the malevolent force, a reversal of extremes, nurturing a trace of vitality.
Ordinary geomancers or energy observers would need to seek out the dragon veins and locate the node’s position, but for Wu Ming, it was natural. Following his intuition, he arrived at a cliff’s edge and leapt off!
Whoosh!
Fierce winds roared past as a faint glow expanded, making him as light as a feather drifting downward.
At the cliff’s base lay a black pond, surrounded by steep rock walls that blocked out the sky.
Above the pond, terrifying malevolent energy was even visible to the naked eye, twisting like snakes, ever-changing.
“What? Previously trying to counterattack, now hiding from me?”
Wu Ming smiled faintly, addressing the pond.
“Jiejie!”
Splash!
Suddenly, the pond exploded, revealing a skeleton frame. One arm was broken, with wisps of black energy swirling around the wound, slowly healing it.
Upon seeing Wu Ming, the skeleton spirit opened its mouth wide, laughing eerily, yet seemingly struggling. Suddenly, two balls of greenish-blue ghostly flames erupted from its eye sockets.
Chi chi!
With a swing of its remaining arm, it transformed mid-air into a starry-splendid long sword, then shifted into a wolf shape, opening its blood-red maw to bite down ferociously.
Peng!
The ground exploded, as a giant steel-armored pangolin emerged, arms crossed, its massive body seemingly becoming a shield, blocking the flying sword.
“Awooooo!”
The starry wolf roared, its sharp claws mercilessly tearing downward.
Dang!
Several sparks flew as deep grooves immediately appeared on the pangolin’s body.
“Good devil!”
From the flickering light nearby, Wu Ming’s true form emerged, appearing as a young Daoist priest clad in feathered robes and starry crowns, crackling with lightning around him. He struck out a claw, five fingers displaying the five elements—gold, wood, water, fire, and earth—manifesting as five-colored lightning surging forth.
An Earth Immortal, with the Three Flowers gathered atop his head and the Five Energies converging toward the Primordial!
After refining the Five Energies, with the body of an Earth Immortal, Wu Ming’s current cultivation had long surpassed the creator of the original “Five Thunder Palm Technique,” entering the “Celestial Thunder” realm, a state only imagined by predecessors!
“Five Elements Unite! Creative Transformation Thunder!”
Boom!
A lightning bolt flashed, instantly dispersing the starry wolf into a crystalline flying sword, vibrating with a humming sound.
“My sword…”
Wu Ming’s face twitched. “Five Elemental Thunder, Earth Immortal Dharma Realm, Samadhi True Fire, Heaven and Earth Crucible—refine it!”
Whoosh!
Invisible Dharma Realm force expanded, creating terrifying pressure, even making the skeleton spirit’s joints crack.
Five lightning beams transformed into chains, instantly binding it, while surrounding Samadhi True Fire spontaneously formed a massive crucible.
“Jiejie…”
Trapped within, the skeleton spirit was continuously burned by lightning and Samadhi True Fire, even causing its previously indestructible jade-like bones to begin melting.
Within moments, its eerie laughter turned into terror.
“Now you’re finally afraid?”
Wu Ming sneered, then flicked his sleeve again. “You already bore my mark, not yet completely removed, and still dared to resist me? Isn’t that just a dream in spring?”
Forming a mystical hand seal, a golden talisman instantly appeared on the skeleton spirit’s forehead.
“Since that’s the case… I have no choice but to erase your consciousness and reforging you…”
“Quickly!”
Zila!
Golden light flashed as the talisman transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, directly striking into the skeleton spirit’s skull.
Affected, the two balls of flame in its eye sockets violently flickered, immediately diminishing greatly, emitting a terrified scream.
“Refine it!”
Wu Ming extended his right hand, five drops of bright red blood floating from his fingertips, directly falling into the Samadhi True Fire crucible.
Whoosh!
Crimson flames surged, completely enveloping the skeleton spirit.
The previous control mark had loosened; this time, it was about re-forging, transforming the skeleton spirit back into a treasure artifact.
…
It was unknown how long passed before the flames subsided, revealing a pure, translucent skull. Blinking its large mouth, it seemed almost endearing, like a cat or dog approaching to rub against Wu Ming’s robe.
“Hmph!”
Wu Ming coldly snorted. “Don’t think hiding your skeleton makes me blind. Swallowing the Qisha Gourd and seven flying swords! If your future power doesn’t meet my expectations, be careful—I’ll reforging you again into the Qisha Gourd!”
“Gashi! Gashi!”
The skeleton spirit appeared quite wronged and innocent, circling Wu Ming repeatedly.
“Fine! Now that you’ve been reborn from the flames and merged with the Yuan Ci Qi Sha Gourd, you can’t be called the skeleton spirit anymore. From now on, you shall be known as the White Bone Demon God!”
Wu Ming gestured, and the White Bone Demon God immediately transformed into a bone talisman, landing in his palm.
With a flash of light from his hand, he threw out the bone talisman. Instantly, ghostly winds arose, phosphorescent flames flickered, and from the black mist emerged a tall, white-boned demon god. Each bone joint was crystal clear, sharp as a sword, with protruding bone spurs at the joints, appearing extremely menacing.
“As for that malevolent crystal? Go fetch it for me!”
“Awooooo!”
The White Bone Demon God roared, charging into the pond. Black water splashed violently, falling with a loud sound, creating massive holes as white mist rose, highly corrosive.
“Wow… malevolent energy turned into liquid?”
Wu Ming’s eyes slightly widened. “This is the Triple Malevolence Vein! That skeleton spirit finding this place truly has incredible luck, no wonder its demonic cultivation advanced so rapidly!”
Clearly, beneath this pond lay a node of malevolent energy, extremely concentrated, even accumulating a full pond of malevolent liquid!
The White Bone Demon God, being an inanimate entity, naturally feared nothing and even used the liquid to refine its body into an indestructible, diamond-like form. However, any living being who entered would be instantly corroded.
Even a martial saint would barely survive a moment before being eroded into a monster!
Splash!
Half a stick of incense time later, the pond water erupted again as the White Bone Demon God emerged, hands opening to reveal two pure black crystals.
“Hmm? These are the malevolent crystals? They seem to be of excellent quality?”
Wu Ming directly picked one up, examining it in his palm.
The malevolent liquid corroded anything it touched, extremely venomous. Yet the crystal was simple and pure, its malevolence inwardly restrained, warm to the touch, harmless even for ordinary people to hold.
The crystal in Wu Ming’s palm was diamond-shaped, with eight facets like a diamond. Jet black at its core, it seemed to carry an electric arc and exuded a mysterious pulling force—almost as if it could inadvertently suck a person’s soul right in.
“Just one of these contains more dragon malevolence than the entire pond…”
“This Triple Malevolence Vein, with three hundred years of accumulation, only yielded these…”
Wu Ming seemed somewhat dissatisfied, then was pleasantly surprised to see the White Bone Demon God open its mouth wide, spitting out three more crystals.
However, one was missing a chunk, with obvious tooth marks on it.
“Brave enough to secretly hoard some?”
Wu Ming joked, knowing that consuming these crystals would greatly benefit the White Bone Demon God.
But it needed gradual digestion; otherwise, it would be too much for its body, causing more trouble.
Otherwise, the previous White Bone Spirit would have already taken them all, leaving nothing for Wu Ming.
“Gashi! Gashi!”
The White Bone Demon God innocently shook its head, faint spiritual thoughts vaguely transmitted.
“Ah… not you, but the previous White Bone Spirit did it… What’s the difference? Alright, alright, I forgive you!”
Seeing its puppy-like behavior, Wu Ming was somewhat speechless. “Why does it feel like your intelligence has actually improved after this refining?”
The White Bone Demon God innocently scratched its head, at a loss for words.
Under the cliff, in the empty valley, a hideous skeleton frame scratched its head innocently, trying to please a young Daoist priest. Nearby, a giant and a mechanical pangolin stood expressionless, watching everything.
If outsiders saw this scene, it would probably look quite funny—or perhaps scare them unconscious.
“Just…”
Wu Ming’s playful expression faded as he gently stroked the White Bone Demon God’s smooth crown, feeling the traces of his own craftsmanship from three hundred years ago, his face filled with emotion. “Previously, I was never entirely sure. But now, seeing you, there’s no doubt left…”
Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, or the butterfly dreaming of Zhuangzi—where does history and reality truly intersect?
“Let’s go!”
After a long while, Wu Ming suddenly sighed, slowly walking away.
The White Bone Demon God followed closely behind, while the Yuan Nu Tian Zhu’s projection re-entered the earth-piercing pangolin, digging with its claws and disappearing underground.
Previously, Wu Ming had hidden behind the scenes, relying on this blood-oath lord persona to kill countless enemies and accumulate immense hatred. Now, it was time to step back.
…
“Where is the White Bone Demon God?”
After an unknown amount of time, when the sun reached its zenith and malevolent energy was at its weakest, a group cautiously climbed down.
Chou Yi held the Xuanwu Flying Sword, warily scanning the surroundings, flashing another spell formation, yet his expression was puzzled.
“It seems this demon has abandoned this place and fled?”
Cang Ying stepped forward, trying to please.
“Not good!”
Chou Yi’s expression suddenly changed. “If this demon has left, fine. But he took the malevolent crystals with him!”
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