Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

The battle on Bai Jing's side has come to a complete end.

Without stopping, she made a thought, and the remaining millions of skeletons turned around and surged toward the Hou.

The skeletal demons surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming the sky and surrounding the golden beast from all directions.

However, the Hou is not the same as the Azure Eagle; it is smaller in size but stronger.

With a casual flick of its claw, the golden claw light shattered countless skeletal demons wherever it swept across.

The Hou was even faster, rampaging through the bone army. With each dash, it left a golden afterimage, and large swathes of bone monsters collapsed wherever it passed.

That million-strong army of skeletons was nothing more than a expendable consumable to buy time.

But that's enough.

Taking advantage of this opening, Tianhao retreated to create distance, panting heavily to regulate the surging spiritual energy within his body.

Bai Jing didn't go to support Tian Hao, so the White Bone Legion won't last long, and the Hou will soon pounce again.

She must resolve the battle on the other side before the Hou breaks free.

The White Bone Demon God rose from the remains of the Azure Eagle Dharma Image. The thousand-foot-tall White Bone Demon God turned around and took a step towards Bai Jing.

Bai Jing leaped up, stepping on the head of the White Bone Demon God, and arrived at Lin Zhao's battlefield.

The Four Symbols Heavenly Gang Sword Formation trapped True Monarch Gray Owl within a hundred-mile sword domain. The four colossal beasts—Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise—attacked in turn, unleashing a torrential downpour of silver-white sword energy.

Although Gray Owl True Monarch was in a sorry state despite being protected by three top-grade third-tier magic treasures, the sword energy was still unable to break through his defenses.

Bai Jing's voice came from above the White Bone Demon God's head, hoarse from the battle: "Lin Zhao, do you have any means to kill him?"

Lin Zhao was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, but it takes time to build up strength."

Bai Jing glanced at him, didn't ask what methods he used, and only said one sentence: "Then it's up to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Jing leaped off the White Bone Demon God, colliding with it in mid-air.

The Bone Demon God transformed into countless bone fragments, which compressed and recombined in the air, eventually forming a suit of bone armor that she wore.

The armor was entirely porcelain white, with ferocious demonic patterns and bone blades raised on its surface. A pair of white bone wings extended from the sides of the shoulder armor, and the helmet had a narrow horizontal slit for the eyes, through which a pale demonic light shone.

She stood in mid-air, her white bone wings spread out, and the Soul-Devouring Scythe of Ten Thousand Bones held horizontally in front of her, both beautiful and ferocious.

Bai Jing leaped into the Four Symbols Heavenly Gang Sword Formation.

While being besieged by the Four Symbols Sword Spirits, Gray Owl True Monarch suddenly sensed a completely different aura entering the sword formation's range.

He turned around and saw a figure covered in white bone armor, holding a white bone scythe longer than her entire body.

Before he could think any further, Bai Jing flashed forward, and the next moment his scythe had already struck the head of Gray Owl True Monarch.

Gray Owl True Monarch activated three magical treasures simultaneously to defend against the attack, barely managing to block it, but the force from his arm caused his expression to change drastically.

Both Bai Jing and Grey Owl True Monarch were trapped in the sword formation, and the two sides engaged in close combat.

The Soul-Devouring Scythe of Ten Thousand Bones was like an extension of her arm in her hands, each strike deadly and without any fancy moves.

Gray Owl True Monarch slashed out with his gray longsword, striking the white bone armor with a screeching sound, but leaving only a shallow white mark on the armor's surface.

The purple orb struck, but the white bone armor remained unmoved. The attack from the white mirror froze into a thin layer of ice on the armor's surface, which shattered with a flick of the white crystal.

The White Bone Armor was originally transformed from a White Bone Demon God comparable to a Nascent Soul Dharma Body, and its defensive power is in no way inferior to a fourth-tier defensive magic weapon.

Her bone scythe struck Gray Owl True Monarch, each strike shattering a magical energy barrier formed from a magical artifact. Gray Owl True Monarch was forced to dodge White Crystal's attacks.

The fourth-tier magic weapon, the Soul-Devouring Scythe of Ten Thousand Bones, combined with the fourth-tier magic weapon, the White Bone Armor, and further enhanced by three streams of primordial demonic energy...

Bai Jing actually managed to overpower Gray Owl True Monarch.

But she also had to admit that she couldn't do anything to Gray Owl True Lord for the time being.

True Monarch Gray Owl did not grow to a gigantic size; he fought using his Dharma form. His Nascent Soul stage's reaction speed, combat experience, and on-the-spot judgment were far superior to those of a Core Formation stage.

Bai Jing could overpower him, but she could never deliver a fatal blow.

Although the White Bone Soul Devouring Slash is powerful, it still requires charging up. Moreover, she is not a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, and her control is not precise enough. She may not be able to lock onto the speed of a Nascent Soul avatar.

Grey Owl True Monarch also knew this, so he stopped confronting Bai Jing head-on and instead kept creating distance, using his three magic treasures to slow her down and wait for Lin Zhao's sword formation to show a weakness.

Lin Zhao took a deep breath, and the Four Symbols Heavenly Gang Sword Formation suddenly contracted. The four Heavenly Gang Beasts roared to the sky at the same time, and the silver-white sword light converged and compressed in the center of the formation.

The power of the Four Symbols of the Heavenly Gang circulates repeatedly within the array, stirring up wind and thunder. Silver-white lightning leaps within the compressed sword light, emitting a deafening roar.

All the sword light collapsed inward, eventually coalescing into a single sword.

The Four Symbols Heavenly Sword.

The sword is three feet and three inches long, entirely silver-white, with the Four Symbols engraved on its blade and surrounded by silver-white lightning.

It hovered in the center of the sword formation, and the pressure it emitted caused the entire sword formation to tremble.

This is the strongest and final evolution of the Four Symbols Heavenly Gang Sword Formation.

The aura of this sword strike spread out, and the two people within the sword formation changed color simultaneously.

Bai Jing was alright—she had the fourth-tier White Bone Armor protecting her, so this level of attack wouldn't threaten her life.

Gray Owl True Monarch's expression changed completely; this attack was comparable to a true Nascent Soul cultivator's strike.

He wasn't in his true form and didn't possess any fourth-tier defensive magic treasures. The reason he was able to fight Lin Zhao and the others to a standstill was due to the suppression of his Nascent Soul realm.

If this sword were to strike, this physical body would be absolutely doomed.

He no longer hesitated.

The white magic mirror suddenly shot out a blinding white light, which condensed into a beam of light and slammed into Bai Jing head-on. Bai Jing blocked it with her scythe, and the white light exploded in front of her, the impact forcefully sending her flying.

Taking advantage of the opening, True Monarch Gray Owl clasped his hands together, and the purple pearl spun rapidly. A purple spiritual light surged from the pearl and flowed into the gray longsword.

The longsword emitted a humming sound, and the gray light on its blade surged.

At the same time, gray flames erupted around him, burning the very essence of his Dharma body.

He was going to fight for his life; he abandoned all defense and poured all his strength into this one strike.

If he can break this sword, a gap will appear in the sword formation, giving him a chance to turn the tables.

Lin Zhao had been waiting for this moment.

Gray Owl True Monarch remembered his Divine Fiend Sword Qi, and Lin Zhao also always remembered that Nascent Soul cultivators possess super-fast perception with the ability to manifest divine sense, and their reaction speed and instantaneous explosive power far surpass those of Core Formation cultivators.

No matter how powerful his sword strike is, it's meaningless if it misses.

If True Lord Gray Owl had dodged with all his might, this sword might not have hit him.

Therefore, he needed an opportunity, and the burning of his origin by True Monarch Gray Owl was that opportunity.

Above Lin Zhao's head, all the blood-red eyes on the Blood Essence Bone Fiend Hall opened, releasing countless blood-red lights that converged in front of the hall.

All the crimson pillars of light intertwined and condensed into a fist-sized crimson eye in front of the hall.

The pupils were made of pure blood light, so solid that they were almost tangible.

But not enough.