Chapter 472: The Bone Prison, Slim Hope
All the bone feathers covering the bird demon shot out, and the cold blade swept towards the Immortal Jin Ting.
The bird demon, having lost its wings, swooped down, its bony wings folded against its chest, and its sharp claws grabbed towards the Immortal Jin Ting.
The snake demon refused to give in. Green smoke billowed from its body and it pounced on the mat, roaring, "No, he is mine!"
The bone blade comes first, and the sharp claws come later.
Jin Ting Daxian suddenly laughed and said, "Don't you have eyes?"
The image of Yue Bei behind the head of Jin Ting Daxian suddenly emitted light. To be precise, it was not light, but the expanding darkness and shadow.
The black moon shadow rotated gently, and an invisible strange force spread in front of the Great Immortal Jin Ting. The bone blades that fell from the sky like iron rain all froze. The Great Immortal Jin Ting stretched out his hand and those bone blades fell in all directions with a crackling sound.
The bird demon's sharp claws had already reached the Immortal Jin Ting, but were trapped in the strange power of Yue Bo's Dharma.
His spirit was stagnant.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting slightly turned sideways, and his claw landed on the ground beside him, crushing the bones on the ground into powder.
The Moon's Dharma image shone towards the bird demon, and the bird demon let out a sharp cry, "Ga--"
His soul was forcibly pulled out of his sight by the dark moon, and then it was like falling into a deep pool, plunged into the moonlight, and completely disappeared.
The snake demon whose ribs were feet rushed forward extremely fast, with green fire and blue smoke, and its thousand feet slid in front of the Immortal Jin Ting.
But when he saw the Great Immortal Jin Ting wave his hand and tilt his head, he captured the bird demon's spirit from the bones, and he immediately wanted to retreat.
But he rushed too fast and couldn't stop at all. His thousand feet embedded in the sea of bones, picking up countless bones, like raising waves, and finally stopped in front of the Great Immortal Jin Ting.
Its head was propped up high by the white bones of its ribs, and its eyes were level with those of the Great Immortal Jin Ting.
The golden eyes of the Great Immortal Jin Ting looked at it, and the red light that kept flickering in its eyes revealed an uncontrollable fear.
“Mercy!”
The white-bone snake demon banged its head on the ground, begging for mercy, and its ribs were shaking continuously.
Jin Ting Daxian smiled slightly and asked, "I ask, you answer."
The Bone Snake Demon dared not disobey.
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Have other ghost kings ever come to White Bone City?"
The White Bone Snake Demon said, "Yes! A year ago, the Divine Lord personally led his troops to attack the Wind Demon Territory. Coincidentally, the White Bone City was empty and occupied by a group of sick ghosts. When the Divine Lord returned from the battle, he trapped them in the White Bone Demon Prison, where they were tortured by the devil's fire every day."
The Immortal Jin Ting nodded and said, "Where is the White Bone Devil Prison?"
The White Bone Snake Demon said, "There is a white bone lotus in the west of the city. That is the White Bone Demon Prison."
Jin Ting Daxian nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
The white-bone snake demon flattered, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life."
The Great Immortal Jin Ting did not say anything, but just smiled.
Without a word, the snake demon kicked back with its thousand legs and fled back at an even faster speed in a moment.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting simply stretched out his hand and gently pinched the White Bone Snake Demon, as if he had pinched something, and then pulled it out.
The thousands of ribs suddenly broke one by one, and then were swept into the sea of bones, never to move again.
The spirit of the white-bone snake demon flew back and was swallowed by Yueying.
Holding a lantern, the Immortal Jin Ting looked towards the Bone Demon stationed above the Bone Demon City. His figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already passed through the city gate and entered the Demon City.
The Bone Demon on the city wall had already rushed down, but did not find the Immortal Jin Ting.
The Immortal Jin Ting pinched off the wick of the magic fire lamp, rolled it into a red fire bead, hid it in his sleeve, and walked into the Bone City in a swagger. These bone demons could not see him at all.
Old man Nan Wang invited him into his dream, allowing him to feel what form and spirit were.
Although his path was far from that of the Great Immortal Jin Ting, his ability to draw inferences from one instance to another and gain a bird's-eye view had already enabled the Great Immortal Jin Ting to gain a deeper understanding of the wonders of spirits and gods.
The moon is in illusion, and the moon is taking away the spirit.
To see through his illusions, especially in the underworld, one still needs some skills.
After entering the White Bone City, the Great Immortal Jin Ting hid his body and put away the Yue Bei Dharma Image.
The Netherworld Ghost Fog was much thinner inside White Bone City than outside. Even without the divine fire lamp, one could still see the road ahead clearly. It seemed that not only the ghosts outside feared the Netherworld Ghost Fog, but even the ghosts born within it disliked this hazy fog.
The Bone City is not a city of humans, but a city of the Bone Demon.
The entire city seems to have grown out of a sea of bones. The city walls are like mountains. Once you enter the city, there are no houses lined up one after another, only the towering Bone Slope and Bone Mountain, the sunken Bone Cave, and the more exquisite one is the Bone Tower.
One by one, the bone demons were swallowing clouds and spitting out mist in the city. What they swallowed was the endless yin energy in the ghost fog of the underworld, and what they exhaled was the evil energy in their chests.
Only in the center of the Bone City, there is a huge Demon Palace, as majestic as a mountain, which is a real palace.
The Immortal Jin Ting hid himself carefully, and with the guidance of the golden pendant and the confirmation of the snake demon's confession, he went to the west of the city and indeed saw a white bone lotus.
This bone lotus is a closed flower bud, formed by twisted, growing, and entwined bones, turning into a cage that locks the person inside tightly.
Pale evil fire wrapped around this hellish bone prison.
This demonic prison wasn't built, but rather the product of divine power. It was the White Bone Demon God who single-handedly captured it and, using the power of the Sea of Bones, trapped the Ghost King of the Juliu Tribe within, igniting a perpetually unquenchable evil flame.
Jin Ting Daxian stopped without hesitation. He picked up a piece of bone from the ground, imprinted the Taiyin diagram on the bone, and then stuffed it into the sea of bones.
Then he left the underworld without hesitation and woke up from the underground dark room of the Owl House.
As soon as the Immortal Jin Ting woke up, King Tonghui sensed it and looked at King Linchuan, saying, "He's back."
Prince Linchuan quickly stood up and waited at the door.
Jin Ting Daxian walked out of the door and saw Prince Linchuan. He said, "One good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear first, Your Highness?"
King Linchuan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned a little ugly, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Great Immortal, please speak clearly."
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "The good news is that I found the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, and he's still alive. The bad news is that he's trapped in the White Bone City within the Netherworld's ghost fog. He's being personally cast by the Great Freedom White Bone Divine Lord, and he's being tortured by evil fire daily."
"Your Highness, the hope of rescuing him is slim."
Prince Linchuan not only looked unhappy, but also had difficulty controlling his mind. He asked, "How could this happen?"
He glanced at the Immortal Jin Ting, then at the King Tong Hui, and asked, "Immortal, is there really no way?"
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "I sneaked into the White Bone Demon City and secretly observed from outside the White Bone Demon Prison. The White Bone Demon Prison was created by the White Bone Divine Lord's Daoist magic, and his Daoist cultivation must be at least fourth-grade. If I took action, not only would I fail to save the Juliu Tribe Ghost King, but I would also alarm the White Bone Divine Lord."
King Tonghui came closer and asked, "Fourth rank?"
Immortal Jin Ting nodded and said, "I have interrogated the Bone Demon in Bone City and know his abilities. But although the Bone Lord is a fourth-rank cultivator, he is no ordinary fourth-rank cultivator. Within that ghostly fog lies a sea of bones, created by him, which gave rise to countless Bone Demons."
King Tonghui paced slowly and said, "We have the advantage of terrain and troops, so it's indeed difficult. But there is still a chance to save him."
King Tonghui smiled and said, "We five brothers are all fourth rank."
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