"Is the Bone God...dead?"
Looking at the figure of the White Bone God gradually disappearing in the Minghe Sword, Su Rui couldn't help but swallow hard, his face full of disbelief, and asked with a little hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Master Ge, standing nearby, shook his head slightly and replied with certainty, "He's not dead! He's simply been trapped by the 'Twelve Yuanchen Astrological Forbidden Law' contained within the Minghe Sword! Besides, the guy we just defeated was merely a clone of the White Bone God, not his true form!"
After hearing what Master Xiao Ge said, Su Rui suddenly felt a sense of "as expected" from the depths of his heart.
In truth, he had long been aware of the difficulty of killing the White Bone God. Earlier, when they were at Heshan, True Man Yu'e had pursued the White Bone God's incarnation, wielding the Qingfeng Mingyue swords. Ultimately, not only did he fail to slay the incarnation, but he also allowed it to escape into the Netherworld.
Coincidentally, the situation encountered this time was also the same. The person who appeared was still the clone of the White Bone God. However, this time, the unlucky clone of the White Bone God happened to run into Master Xiao Ge who was traveling with the Minghe Sword, which led to his end.
After answering Su Rui's question, Master Xiao Ge was about to reach out and grab him to leave, but just as his hand landed on Su Rui's shoulder, he suddenly stopped. His other hand quickly grasped the newly sheathed Galaxy Sword and shouted, "After all these years, you old fellow, why do you still prefer to hide and attack from the back?"
Before he finished speaking, a low, hoarse laugh echoed from all directions: "Hahahahahaha... Old Man Ge, I still remember the revenge of that sword fight from back then! Now that you've come to my door today, don't blame me for not letting you leave!"
As the laughter echoed, the ground suddenly began to violently roll, and billowing black smoke emerged like a tide. In the blink of an eye, the black smoke converged in front of the two men into a giant figure nine feet tall.
The figure was draped in a black dragon robe, crowned with a dazzling imperial crown. A jade belt clung to his waist, from which dangled a broadsword in a red scabbard. His left hand gripped the hilt, while his right held a jade seal. His feet rested on two ferocious, majestic black dragons, and he was enveloped in layers of black mist. A powerful and terrifying aura permeated the air, like a gloomy, demonic hell descending upon the world. The figure towered over him, emanating an unparalleled majesty and dominance that instilled awe and a sense of unapproachability.
"I still say the same thing, you can't stop me!" Master Xiao Ge raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. His eyes were extremely firm, as if he had seen through everything. He was not afraid of the people in front of him, and even the tone of his voice did not change at all, revealing a strong and confident aura.
In contrast, Su Rui on the side seemed somewhat panicked. He felt the strong pressure and sharp aura emanating from the other party, and he couldn't help but feel fear. He involuntarily took two steps back to avoid this sharp edge.
At this moment, a deep, hoarse voice rang out: "This is one of the overlords of the Netherworld, known as the Black Emperor. He was a mere king in his mortal form, but after entering the Netherworld, he proclaimed himself king and emperor, boasting of an army of millions and the occupation of the ruins of the former underworld. He even dared to boast of unifying the entire Netherworld, restoring its glory, and vying to become the new King of the Underworld! Despite his boastful tone, he possesses some real skills! Once the battle begins, you must find a safe place to hide as soon as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire!"
Hearing this, Su Rui's heart tightened, realizing the gravity of the situation. It turned out this Black Emperor was no ordinary being, and Master Xiao Ge seemed wary of his strength. Just as he was contemplating a response, Master Xiao Ge and the Black Emperor vanished without a trace.
When they reappeared, they were already high in the sky above the Netherworld. Facing each other from afar, an invisible standoff formed between them, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Su Rui hurriedly summoned the Jiuyi Ding and asked it to add a layer of defense for himself. When he looked up again, he saw that the big knife at the Black Emperor's waist had been unsheathed and turned into a giant sword that could hold up the sky, slashing down towards Master Xiao Ge.
Su Rui, who was a hundred feet away, could feel the violent sword energy coming towards him like a hurricane, so sharp that it seemed to split the sky and the earth.
However, this stunning strike was blocked by a magnificent canopy that appeared above Little Ge's head. This canopy was the same defensive treasure Little Ge had used to plot against the White Bone God—the Fragrant Cloud Canopy!
Rumor has it that the Fragrant Cloud Treasure Cover is a minor treasure crafted by a high-ranking Buddhist monk. When used, it transforms into a golden halo to protect the wearer with a single thought. Its power is so immense and miraculous that no matter how powerful the evil magic or exotic treasure, it cannot harm them. Such treasures typically don't leave the sect that crafted them, and it's unknown where Little Master Ge obtained it.
After Master Xiao Ge used his Fragrant Cloud Treasure Cover to block the Black Emperor's broadsword, he drew his Galaxy Sword. Suddenly, a brilliant and magnificent Milky Way rose around him, swooping down upon the Black Emperor like a silver dragon. The Milky Way stretched endlessly, seemingly piercing the entire Netherworld, illuminating it.
The Black Emperor was clearly terrified of the Galaxy Sword's attack and immediately threw the Jade Seal in his hand. The Jade Seal rose into the air and immediately transformed into eighteen ruined palaces, blocking the path of the Galaxy.
Su Rui looked from afar and saw that each of the eighteen ruined palaces had a completely different scene, with mountains of knives, seas of fire, cauldrons of oil, pools of blood, etc. He immediately recognized that the eighteen ruined palaces transformed by the jade seal were probably the legendary eighteen levels of hell.
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