A catastrophe was imminent. This was the only thought in Kong Chen's mind.

"Master, please consider the bigger picture!" He rushed over and knelt down before Wuyou.

Amidst the golden light, Wuyou sneered, "You're begging me now? Too late."

Wisps of black mist began to emerge from his body, intertwining with the golden light, each containing the other.

Kong Chen's mind went blank; only the golden light of merit emanating from Wu You could suppress that white bone.

Now that Wuyou has withdrawn the golden light of merit, the white bones naturally can no longer be suppressed.

Wuyou said, "I can continue to guard this skeleton, but I want Ruan Mingzhuo dead! If Ruan Mingzhuo doesn't die today, all the future calamities on earth will be brought by her!"

Upon seeing this situation, Mingzhuo realized that this was clearly another attempt to sow discord. Indeed, he and Cibei were worthy of being master and disciple.

"That old geezer is wicked, trying to smear me? Shameless! He says he's guarding this skeleton, but does he not know whether he's suppressing it or taking advantage of it?"

Moreover, the other party was clearly fearless, no wonder everyone kept quiet and helped cover up the truth after he made such a mistake.

So he was just using the skeleton guarding the town to scare everyone, and then he wanted others to take care of his feelings.

Wuyou raised her hand, and countless golden rays, wrapped in black mist, rushed towards her, while something underground was trembling.

Mingzhuo swiftly raised his sword, a sharp, metallic gleam flashing across the blade.

But as more golden light flew in, he disregarded it all and tried to draw it away.

The tremors underground became even stronger.

Kong Chen was anxious and tried to seal the thing with his hands, but he was quickly repelled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he also possessed golden light of merit, it was too weak to suppress it at all.

"Would you rather Ruan Mingzhuo die, or I release the skeletons so we can all die together? What do you choose?" Wuyou took a step forward, and countless black mists swirled beneath his feet.

The black mist contained a strange power that Kong Chen couldn't withstand, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Those outside the cave also sensed something was wrong, and as soon as they rushed in, they were all swept to the ground by Wuyou's wave of his staff.

The chilling aura was like a maggot clinging to the bone; once it touched the skin, it desperately tried to burrow deeper.

Gu Xu, on the other hand, remained standing, completely unaffected.

Wuyou looked at Gu Xu strangely. Why was this mortal unharmed?

Gu Xu looked up at him: "Why do you lie? No matter what you choose, you won't let everyone leave alive."

Wuyou chuckled and said, "If you grovel at my feet and worship me as your god, I am not unable to bless you."

Mingzhuo: "You really think you're something special? It's just a skeleton. You don't need to suppress it. Just destroy it."

She acted immediately, her toes barely touching the ground as she moved so fast that only a blur could be seen, and slashed her sword into the deep cave.

Wuyou was terrified. She hadn't expected her to act so unpredictably. She struck at her with her palm, but was suddenly stopped for a second by a beam of light.

Gu Xu's palms were covered in blood, and the entire bronze mirror was almost stained red with blood. He had a thought in his mind: as long as he kept looking at Wuyou, the black mist would dissipate.

Wuyou was furious. He turned his staff around and swung it at him, saying, "How dare a mere grain of rice compete with the sun and moon?"

Gu Xu tried his best to defend himself with the bronze mirror, but he still staggered back several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, a strange buzzing sound came from the dark cave, interspersed with strange murmurs.

The sound seemed to come from the distant earth or the distant sky, ethereal yet deeply frightening.

In an instant, something heavy weighed on everyone's hearts, making them want to prostrate themselves in worship.

"Gods, it must be the gods!" Wuyou was overjoyed. He had tried to communicate with the skeleton countless times, and the gods must have seen his sincerity and wanted to appoint him as the spokesperson for the human world!

However, this joy lasted only a few seconds before a strong shockwave struck, knocking everyone to the ground.

The murmuring stopped, and not only that, the power he had always been able to sense from the bones also disappeared.

Mingzhuo emerged from the darkness, sword in hand. "Alright, the bones have been shattered into dust. You're useless now."

For a moment, her expression was somewhat blank and cold.

But the next second, when she saw Gu Xu, her expression returned to her eyes. "You hurt Xu too?"

Wuyou originally intended to launch a sneak attack, but the golden light of merit was shattered by Mingzhuo's sword as soon as it struck.

The sword tip hurtled towards him with unstoppable force. Wuyou was terrified and desperately tried to activate his golden light of merit to protect himself, but it was too late...

With a soft thud, the invisible sword light pierced through the golden light and stabbed into Wuyou's body.

He collapsed, staring at Mingzhuo in disbelief, "How could this be..."

How could anyone possibly break through the golden light of merit? He couldn't believe it! How could he possibly die? Impossible!

Mingzhuo: "Nothing is impossible. You may have done many good deeds when you were young, so you have accumulated immeasurable merit. But you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are reluctant to pass away. You steal other people's lifespan, collude with evil people like Yuan Qingwan, and engage in possession, murder, and rewriting other people's destiny. You have done all kinds of bad things. Do you think that the golden light of merit can still protect you?"

The golden light of merit, which is extremely strong and yang, should be the nemesis of all evil.

But now, the golden light of merit is being used by Wuyou to conceal demonic energy, and it has become mixed with demonic energy, so it is no longer pure.

His lifespan is over; no amount of merit can protect him now.

His carefree face aged rapidly, becoming wrinkled and old in an instant.

He had lived for over a hundred years, and had returned to his original appearance, his whole body withered like an old tree root.

Kong Chen was filled with grief: "Master!"

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