Feldman's chest was filled with countless white bones that sank inward with the little skeleton's palm. After a moment, these bones gradually turned grayish-white and began to fall down, scattering dust in all directions as they hit the ground.

The greyish-white color centered on Feldman's chest and soon spread throughout his entire body. His massive form collapsed with a crash, leaving only a pile of bone dust on the ground.

The stronger the minions the little skeleton subdues, the higher its attack damage. After being cleansed by the blood of nearly half of the Spirit Ruins, no one knows exactly how many minions the little skeleton has.

One hundred billion?

Jiang Hao estimated that it was far more than that.

After waiting for a long time, no one noticed any further signs of Feldman's resurrection, and the little skeleton had somehow returned to its previous spot. It was still staring intently at the mist, as if it hadn't been the one who had attacked earlier.

Jiang Hao and the others then confirmed that the little skeleton had instantly killed Feldman with terrifying strength far exceeding that of its opponent!

Jiang Hao and the others all took a deep breath, never expecting that the little skeleton's strength had become so great.

Especially Yun Xinghe, who seemed to be seeing the most unbelievable scene in the world, his face full of shock, doubt and confusion.

As a legendary figure who has existed for an unknown period of time, Feldman has become synonymous with the Skeleton Army. He represents the Skeleton Army's power and invincibility.

Until recently, studies of textual records from various eras have yielded even more astonishing conclusions. While Feldman was not immune to being killed throughout history, it was believed to be reborn after each death. Therefore, in modern times, Feldman has almost become synonymous with immortality and eternal life.

Who would have thought that a legendary figure, almost like someone from a myth, would be defeated by a little skeleton in the blink of an eye?

Moreover, it was under absolute suppression.

Finally, there was movement within the thick fog. A huge white shadow emerged from the fog and pounced on the little skeleton with a speed far exceeding Jiang Hao's ability to detect it.

Almost simultaneously, the little skeleton moved as well. It seemed to bend over slowly, then bent its right leg to gather strength before suddenly straightening it, and its body had already darted out, its speed even faster than the giant shadow in the thick fog.

A deafening roar erupted from the point where the two white figures collided, leaving Yun Xinghe and the others feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Jiang Hao could only vaguely see the two white figures quickly separate and then swiftly collide again.

Another loud boom echoed, making even Jiang Hao feel unwell. Zhu Lin immediately cast a magical shield on everyone.

As the white shadow that the little skeleton had transformed into clashed rapidly with the white shadow that emerged from the thick fog, the white shadows on the field flickered, slowly transforming from one pair of white shadows into two pairs, four pairs, eight pairs of white shadows... Within a two-hundred-meter radius to the east of the thick fog, there were no fewer than dozens of white shadows on the entire field. They flickered and collided, making it impossible to distinguish which one was the little skeleton.

The rumbling sound was like thunder, ringing out continuously, as if a torrential rain that was about to engulf the entire world was about to fall from the sky.

Jiang Hao was anxious. He didn't understand why, despite having his own talent for stunning, the little skeleton was still having such a hard time fighting him.

Didn't they say their talent could stun any target? Didn't they say their talent could ignore any status effect and defense, dealing terrifying true damage to the target?

The little skeleton had clashed with its opponent countless times, but why was the enemy, whose face was obscured, still clashing with the little skeleton? It showed no signs of being stunned or defeated by the little skeleton.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Hao lost confidence in his own talent.

As more and more white figures appeared on the field, the booming sounds of collisions grew more frequent, and large numbers of skeleton monsters around the arena began to die. Zhu Lin's magical shield was shattered every three seconds, and for the safety of her teammates, Zhu Lin had to immediately cast a new shield on them every two seconds or so.

Jiang Hao's teammates were slowly retreating, but Jiang Hao's legs felt like lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

He sensed that the little skeleton was about to lose. It wasn't because he had perceived anything specific; he felt that without his own talent, the little skeleton wouldn't gain any advantage. He couldn't imagine what kind of opponent they were, what skills and strength they possessed, that would leave both the little skeleton and himself so powerless.

Jiang Hao dared not imagine what would happen if the little skeleton lost this time. Would it be instantly killed, pulverized, or even given a chance to recover?

Jiang Hao was drenched in cold sweat, and it wasn't until ten minutes later that the two white figures finally separated.

The little skeleton's bones were shattered. Some bones were missing, their whereabouts unknown; others were broken in the middle, exposing bone fragments; the better ones still retained the shape of bones, but were covered in cracks, and would probably shatter into a pile of bone fragments with the slightest movement.

In his hand, he also held an even more dilapidated wood-chopping knife.

Jiang Hao had never seen this knife before and wondered if he had stolen it from the other side.

Jiang Hao could finally see the white figure opposite him clearly.

It was a humanoid skeleton, and what was rather surprising was that it was riding a... skeleton dragon! Yes, the kind of giant, dinosaur-like dragon that often appears in the Western world, with huge wings on its back.

However, both the humanoid skeleton and the giant skeletal dragon beneath it lay on the ground, barely alive. Although their original outlines could still be vaguely discerned, their bones were completely shattered, making it impossible for them to even get up. Within their enormous skulls, the bean-sized soul flames flickered weakly, likely to go out at any moment.

Looking at the little skeleton's dilapidated yet still standing body, and the thick, bright, dark blue soul fire in its head, Jiang Hao knew that the little skeleton had won this time.

Looking at the man and dragon lying on the ground, Jiang Hao remembered that the city lord of Jinling City had once said that the little skeleton was killed instantly by a legendary skeleton expert riding a bone dragon.

Later, the little skeleton automatically returned to the summoning space to recuperate, while the legendary skeleton expert, for some unknown reason, chose to withdraw his troops.

Judging from this, the person and the dragon in front of us are probably the same person who once instantly killed the little skeleton.

"The Bone Dragon King? Could it be the Bone Dragon King?"

Yun Xinghe shouted again. Fortunately, this time it was standing far away from Jiang Hao, so it didn't scare him.

Jiang Hao looked at Yun Xinghe with a puzzled expression.

Yun Xinghe ran a few steps and came to Jiang Hao's side. He stared at the two skeletons, one human and one dragon, for a while and said, "That's right, the one riding the skeletal dragon can only be the Bone Dragon King. Two hundred years ago, he was a terrifying being who wiped out all the legendary level experts in the entire Spirit Ruins with just a worn-out wood-chopping knife!"