After Su Rui collected the Sky Dragon's skeleton, his heart pounded like a drum. How could he even dare to stay there for a moment? Without hesitation, he summoned back Thunder Scale, and the two instantly transformed into a dazzling streak of lightning, speeding towards the depths of the True Dragon Cemetery at astonishing speed.
The White Bone God was furious. If the Heavenly Dragon Skeleton had fallen into the hands of the Putuo Sect's leader, it would have been fine, but now it had been taken away by an unknown little person! Even more abominable was that he clearly remembered that this Qingcheng disciple named Zhang Beiyang had escaped from under his nose several times. This was simply a huge insult to his reputation!
"Zhang Beiyang, no matter what, you will never escape from my grasp today!" The Bone Lord roared, desperately taking the Putuo Sect Master's fierce blow head-on, just for a chance to escape. Then, he flashed, transforming into a chilling, pale rainbow light, closely following Su Rui's escape route and pursuing him relentlessly.
At the same time, the Putuo Sect leader immediately issued an order: "Putuo Sect disciples, listen up! Immediately evacuate the True Dragon Cemetery and quickly get away from the Storm Sea!!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already risen into the air like a dazzling golden light, chasing in the direction where Su Rui and the Bone God had disappeared.
Wu Qianqian had already reached halfway on her Black Tortoise Dharmakaya, but was thrown back by the Putuo Sect leader's Dharmakaya body. However, Chi Jiao and Shi Yi continued to pursue, determined to find Su Rui. Even if they couldn't offer him practical assistance, they were determined to bury him.
After Su Rui had flown forward for over ten miles using the Five Elements Escape Technique, he suddenly sensed the pale rainbow light transformed by the White Bone Lord, following him relentlessly. If Su Rui's speed was 300 miles per hour, then the White Bone Lord's was at least 700 miles per hour.
Su Rui knew that if he continued to flee like this, he would undoubtedly die. Instead, he would find a favorable battlefield, take advantage of the terrain, deal with the White Bone God, and wait for the opportunity to be rescued by the leader of the Putuo Sect not far away.
Having made up his mind, he immediately chose a raging sea of fire covering several acres with no roots or sources. He plunged into it without hesitation, waiting for the attack of the God of Bones.
Who could have thought that the Lord of Bones would go against his usual behavior and not use his usual tricks such as the Bone Sword and the Innate Qi Grabbing Hand to attack him. Instead, he directly used the Netherworld Banner and released the projection of the Forgetful River!
In an instant, the rootless fire where Su Rui was hiding was sucked into it without any resistance, and fell into the Lethe River in the underworld...
Immediately afterwards, the Lord of Bones used the power of the projection of the Forgetful River to easily step into the underworld and left gracefully, completely escaping from the True Dragon Cemetery, a place of right and wrong.
Poor Su Rui, because he underestimated the strength of the White Bone God, he ended up suffering the consequences alone.
At this moment, the Putuo Sect's leader, riding a light of escape not far away, witnessed the scene firsthand and sighed with regret, wondering: This is going to be troublesome. How should I explain this to the Qingcheng Sect? After all, Su Rui had entered the True Dragon Cemetery with the Putuo Sect. Faced with this situation, the Putuo Sect's leader felt a headache.
Qingcheng Mountain, Golden Whip Cliff
When Su Rui was pulled into the underworld by the projection of the Forgetful River released by the Lord of Bones, the soul lamp in the Ancestral Hall, which was formed by the fire of his soul, suddenly became dim.
The little Taoist boy who stayed behind here was shocked when he saw this scene. He hurried to where the Qingcheng Sect's head master, Ge Zhenren, was and reported the matter to him.
After hearing what the Taoist boy said, the white-haired and beard-covered Master Ge didn't show much surprise. He just murmured softly, "This naughty little monkey is really a worry!"
Then, he formed a subtle hand seal with his fingers and began to silently calculate. Time ticked by, and after about a cup of tea, he slowly loosened his fingers, gently waved his sleeve, and said, "It's alright, there's no need to worry about this. You may withdraw, but keep an eye on the soul lamp. If anything seems out of place, report it to me immediately."
The Taoist boy was filled with suspicion, and was very confused as to why the master was so indifferent to the changes in the soul lamp of his personal disciple Su Qinghe. However, since the master had already ordered him to leave, he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only return to the place where the soul lamp was stored in the ancestral hall with full of doubts.
After the Taoist boy left, Master Ge muttered to himself, "Perhaps he ran off to the Netherworld? Well, my young body has been idle lately, so it's time to go out for a walk!"
After saying this, Master Ge raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.
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Su Rui's vision went dark, and he was pulled into the underworld's Forgotten River by a mysterious force. The once blazing, rootless fire was instantly extinguished by the icy cold waters of the Forgotten River. Su Rui's body lost its support and drifted like a piece of duckweed in the turbulent current.
He felt a bone-chilling chill coming from all directions, as if freezing his soul. Not only that, but he could also hear eerie whispers from time to time, making his hair stand on end.
Su Rui thought to himself that this Forgetful River was obviously not a good place.
Fortunately, he felt that the synchronization card given to him by Yu'e Zhenren seemed to be still useful, so he took out the synchronization card without hesitation and called for help: "Master, help..."
However, to his disappointment, the signal from the Tongsheng card seemed very weak, and the only feedback was some intermittent, puzzling and strange sounds.
"Master! Master..." Su Rui called out anxiously a few more times, but still received no response. Helplessly, he could only put down the same card in frustration.
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