Above that horrifying and terrifying scene, several people stood upright, their bodies as straight as javelins, revealing sharp curves.
The person in the lead wore a white robe, while those behind him all wore uniform gray robes.
The group leaned against the back, with only one man in a gray robe slightly closer to the man in white.
Clearly, in terms of their relationship, this man's status is significantly higher than that of the other person wearing a gray robe.
"The White Bone Holy Chant... This is a method that the Great Wizard came up with after searching through ancient books. As long as it succeeds, the Void Gate will open, and my evil army will be able to march straight in. At that time, the small dragon race will certainly not be a problem."
Approaching the man in the gray robe next to the white robe, he spoke slowly, his eyes beneath the gray robe revealing a sharp, hawk-like gaze, filled with murderous intent.
"Zhou Tong, do you think we can succeed this time?" The man with white hair from head to toe turned to look at the man called Zhou Tong.
Listening closely, one could detect a hint of disdain in his tone.
Zhou Tong bowed his head, showing considerable respect for the man before him. After a moment's thought, he said, "I wouldn't dare say I'm absolutely certain, but I'm at least seventy or eighty percent sure."
A slight smile curved his lips.
Feng Qitong smiled faintly.
That smile revealed no hidden meaning, only coldness.
He harbored deep resentment towards that so-called great wizard. If it weren't for that old man instigating his muddle-headed father, he and the little girl could have lived a good life.
As for that damned counterattack on the world, what does it have to do with him?
Of the three thousand rivers, I only take a sip.
For him, having Jiang Jinyu meant having the whole world.
Therefore, he naturally hoped that the plan would fail.
If successful, the extraterrestrial demons will inevitably launch a large-scale attack on the Nine Provinces Continent. At that time, the Dragon Clan, as the vanguard of the Nine Provinces Continent, will surely engage in fierce conflicts, even to the point of being irreconcilable.
Neither outcome is what he wants to see.
But... he couldn't reveal his true thoughts, after all, he was also a member of the evil race, bathed in the demonic light of the evil ancestor, and had to prioritize the interests of the evil race.
His thoughts had drifted far away when the commotion in the deep pit brought his gaze back to the densely packed skeletons.
A sinister arc flashed in his dark eyes.
Immediately, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "I'm afraid only you and my muddle-headed father would believe that bastard's nonsense, this so-called White Bone Holy Chant. Using demonic insects to create a void gate would be more effective."
To actually call a sacred high priest a dog—among all the extraterrestrial demons, perhaps only Feng Qitong would do such a thing.
Beneath the gray cloak, Zhou Tong suddenly looked up, his expression changing slightly, his lips trembling, but after a long pause, he still didn't speak.
He knew perfectly well the purpose of using the demonic insects; it was simply to buy time.
The void gate created by the demonic insects far surpasses the White Bone Holy Chant currently in use, both in terms of scale and speed, but the cultivation cycle of the demonic insects is too long.
For the demons at this moment, every second counts. With a great battle imminent, the sooner they complete the Gate of the Void, the greater their chances of victory.
It's simply that the price-performance ratio is too low.
"Um?"
Just then, a crisp sound suddenly rang out from the bushes beside the deep pit.
Zhou Tong looked over sharply, then roared, "Who's there?"
The grass rustled.
The next moment, Zhou Tong's figure disappeared from the spot.
When it reappeared, it was already standing in front of the bushes, shouting loudly, "Come out, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Jiang Jinyu was terrified. Feeling the sharp killing intent rushing towards her, she focused her mind and took several deep breaths before slowly standing up.
Although he was afraid, he didn't show it on his face at all.
She looked calmly at Zhou Tong.
But when Zhou Tong saw Jiang Jinyu's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed, and his breathing became heavier. Then, amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, he suddenly reached out his hand, wanting to take Jiang Jinyu's life in that instant.
He knew in his heart that the person in front of him was the reason for the young master's inner turmoil. As long as he killed this person, the young master would be able to devote himself wholeheartedly to the great cause of the evil race.
Jiang Jinyu is currently in a weakened state. Without spiritual power, she is just an ordinary person who is powerless to even kill a chicken.
Faced with this deadly attack, Jiang Jinyu naturally had no way to dodge it. She could only watch helplessly as the attack approached, her entire body enveloped in a dazzling killing intent, and intense pain radiating from her skin.
boom
Just as it was about to reach Jiang Jinyu, the attack was unable to advance any further, as if it had hit an invisible wall.
Zhou Tong knew very well who had created this defense, and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
"I'm still here, is it your turn to lay a hand on me?"
Feng Qitong said in a rare sinister tone.
His expression was somewhat grim.
Zhou Tong sneered and remained silent. At this moment, any further words would be like casting pearls before swine.
Previously, he could forcefully take action while Feng Qitong was unaware of who the person in front of him was, but now that Feng Qitong has discovered him, he has lost the initiative to make a move.
Jiang Jinyu had escaped with her life, and she looked at the man in white with some curiosity.
Although his tone wasn't very friendly, she could clearly sense a subtle change in the white-clad man's gaze when it inadvertently swept over her; the cold, icy demeanor slowly melted away, as if he had encountered the winter sun.
Do we know each other?
Jiang Jinyu asked tentatively.
Feng Qitong's heart stirred slightly.
He wanted to answer, but in the end he didn't speak. He swallowed hard and suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth.
After calming herself down, she looked coldly at Zhou Tong.
The meaning is quite obvious.
Whenever Zhou Tong was near Jiang Jinyu, he felt unsafe.
After all, this kid had used underhanded tactics more than once or twice. At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in demonic energy, but he was still afraid that Jiang Jinyu would be scared, so he tried his best to hide the demonic energy surrounding him within his sleeves.
Zhou Tong snorted coldly, finally admitting defeat. After giving Jiang Jinyu a vicious look, he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing behind Feng Qitong, but he was farther away from her than before.
After escaping, Jiang Jinyu temporarily settled in a small, dilapidated house.
Then, after the commotion outside had subsided somewhat, she prepared to leave.
However, she found that her memory was getting worse and worse, and she could even forget what she had done before. To the point that she couldn't remember how she had secretly run away from the dragon clan.
Hello, is anyone here?
A man dressed in white appeared before her, a long sword at his waist, looking dashing and spirited.
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