Devour

Chapter 415: The Account with Interest

Cheng Bai asked curiously, "What else?"

"This little thief is incredibly greedy..." The Bone Emperor cursed secretly in his lower body, but smiled apologetically, "Of course there are also secret manuals and scriptures. Jing'ao Island was originally an old tomb, the burial chambers were simple, and there weren't many decent things. I know of a blessed place where scriptures are stored, a treasure passed down from the immortals. Would you like to go with me to comprehend the mysteries within?"

Before he could finish his words, Ying Zhao's corpse had already thrown out with both fists. After a moment of brewing, the palm thunder turned into countless fine electric needles that were precisely interwoven, and the attack power was even greater than before.

Thunder roared again, and the Bone Emperor's lower body flew backwards, blasted with a sizzling sound and billowing smoke. During the battle, it tried its best to charge left and right, but it could not break through the palace.

Even separated from its main body, the Bone Emperor's lower half showed some ability, gradually figuring out the opponent's tactics, removing its killing moves and shifting to a defensive position. As it maneuvered, it noticed the solid ground and exclaimed in astonishment, "The space here is sealed by a powerful restriction. We can't escape!"

Suddenly, the Bone Emperor's lower body noticed wisps of black air rising from the place where Ying Zhao's corpse had run past, and he cried out, "Oh no! The thief secretly laid a ground seal to increase gravity, making it increasingly difficult to avoid!"

"Ten thousand swords return to the devil!" The Bone Emperor's lower body hurriedly counterattacked, shooting out a huge amount of sword energy, which converged into a sword formation net, secretly mixed with a few bone blades waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The corpse of Ying Zhao clapped his hands together, spreading a halo of electric light that swept across the four directions, indiscriminately shattering all the incoming sword energy, and even turning the bone blade hidden within into dust.

Cheng Bai lazily teased, "Oh! Senior Bone Emperor is much weaker than before. Is it because he lacks the support of various sword bones? It seems that he only has 60% to 70% of his strength left?"

The Bone Emperor secretly gnashed his teeth, but outwardly appeared humble and polite as he said, "To be honest, I'm far from perfecting my Ten Thousand Swords Bone Tempering Demon Sword Body, and I'm not up to the task of serving as your sparring partner. How about we try to spar at another time?"

Cheng Bai's tone became increasingly amiable and cheerful. "It would be such a hassle to change the time. I've heard that practicing this skill can greatly enhance one's abilities if one possesses a sword bone, and it's perfect that I'm lacking one right now. This is exactly the effect I want, let's play with it some more!"

After saying that, Ying Zhao's corpse moved its four legs, flashing over with blazing lightning, and with a heavy punch, it hit the Bone Emperor's lower body like a ball and sent him flying.

Suppressed by the Earth-Subduing Seal, the Bone Emperor's lower body felt as if it were carrying a burden of billions of pounds, making it difficult for him to move. Finally, he couldn't help but curse: "Shameless brat! Vicious scoundrel! Ungrateful thing! Have I ever offended you?"

Cheng Bai said leisurely, "What favor have you ever done me? You killed my Master Fang Wanzhan to get the sword bone. This punch is my repayment for you."

There were a series of loud bangs!

The corpse of Ying Zhao mercilessly blasted the Bone Emperor's lower body away like a cannonball. It collided with the hall wall, sending ripples through the void before bouncing back, striking the oncoming fist pulsating with lightning.

"You liar... You said you would only punch once, but you threw several punches in a row!" The Bone Emperor's lower body rolled on the floor for several times, and a slight "crack" sound was heard. The beheading sword held by one of his bone arms finally broke under the violent beating.

Cheng Bai spoke confidently and said, "The debt has been outstanding for too long, so of course interest should be added."

Ying Zhao's corpse roared like thunder, his fists flashing like lightning as he suddenly pressed down on his opponent from above. Cheng Bai remained calm and continued, "You destroyed the Three Sages Valley Weapon Sect. The debt the boss owes is frighteningly large."

"Rumble..."

The Bone Emperor's lower body movements gradually slowed down, and he was knocked unconscious by the fierce attack. With a crisp "crack", the death sickle held in one of his bony arms could not withstand the pressure and broke on the spot.

"It was the Insect God who destroyed the Weapon Sect. You made a mistake in the account book." The Bone Emperor struggled weakly with his lower body, unwilling to take the blame and admit defeat easily.

Cheng Bai remained silent, chatting and laughing calmly as he said, "Don't try to deny it. I didn't make a mistake. I'll settle the Insect God's bad debt later, but I'll settle yours first."

Ying Zhao's corpse launched another fierce attack, his fists and palms were wrapped in fierce lightning like a mountain crushing an egg, and the earth-covering seal caused the gravity to surge like a cage.

Cheng Bai casually said, "This punch was given to you by Uncle Zhuang Tailai. Does it feel good?"

A series of loud booms and bangs shattered the Evil Soul-Separating Hook held by the Bone Emperor's lower body. With the loss of another weapon, his situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

You must know that the bone weapons were formed from the bones of the Bone Emperor's lower body, shaped through the "Transformation Technique." Every time a bone was destroyed, its strength was slightly weakened. Successive destruction was undoubtedly a series of heavy blows.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, the Bone Emperor's lower body couldn't help but panic and said, "It seems that there have been one or two thousand deaths in the Three Sages Valley. Can't all of them be blamed on me?"

"You guessed right!" Cheng Bai controlled Ying Zhao's corpse to gallop and charge at the target, his advantage becoming more and more obvious. "This move helps Uncle Tong Feng vent his anger."

The Bone Emperor's lower body had long forgotten the weakling who had died before him. He could only shout in frustration, "Who was that? I don't even recognize him. You scoundrel, you're just making up the account!"

"Bang, bang, bang..." Cheng Bai used Ying Zhao's corpse to pound on it, counting to himself, "...This is a great gift from all the fellow disciples of Sanxian Valley. I've given you exactly two thousand punches!"

The Bone Emperor couldn't remember how many punches he had received in his lower body. His trident and eight arms were broken, one of his bone pupils popped out, his cherry mouth curled into a pig's mouth, and his whole body was trembling and twisted beyond recognition.

The Yingzhao corpse lifted the Bone Emperor's lower body and pressed its massive fingertips against its slender body. Cheng Bai then withdrew and called a halt, saying coldly, "The training is almost complete. Now, hand over the Holy Embryo!"

As lightning and thunder roared in the giant palm of the corpse, the skeletal body's clothes were shattered, and it shrank greatly and changed its shape, turning into a gray-blue hideous bone sword with bone spurs all over the body - this was the Holy Embryo of the Bone Emperor.

The bone sword still refused to be subdued, and from time to time it emitted a buzzing sound like a baby crying, vibrating slightly in an attempt to break free from the grip of the thunder in the palm of the hand.

Ying Zhao's corpse used his arms to firmly suppress the bone sword, stripping away the Bone Emperor's original consciousness bit by bit.

"I will refine you for a few days first to remove the evil spirit and then deduce the appropriate runes." Cheng Bai said coldly and ruthlessly. He no longer paid attention to the bone sword and turned to leave the Shengjin Tower.

After tossing and turning in the tower for a while, Cheng Bai just came out and saw Bei Tingjun greeted him with a smile: "Look, they have also escaped from the Bone Prison Three Corpse Demon Tower."

"Crash..." Part of the coffin in the building began to collapse, and the deep cracks became wider.

Two beams of light, one yellow and one flowery, flashed and rushed out from the gap one after another, revealing two people when they landed.

Wang Xiongwu, carrying an uncovered stone coffin on his shoulders, boasted triumphantly, "That bone flower couldn't withstand a few punches and two kicks from me, so it dropped the coffin and ran for its life. This is a treasure made of spirit stone. I dug for it for a long time. It can be big or small and worth a lot of money."

He touched the sarcophagus again and again, grinning, "My young master has finally made a fortune. From now on, I will be rich!"

Master Li weighed his pockets leisurely, very pleased with his find. Stroking his beard, he said, "The scholar saw the wonders within this immortal artifact and pondered it for a long time. The layout of the Demon Tower wasn't perfect, and if the core escaped, it would be a stretch to classify it as a Horcrux. Now that Jing'ao Island's greatest secret has been revealed, the potential for disaster is gone."

Cheng Bai thought of another person: "Where's the Great Saint Wang? Didn't he come out with us?"

Master Li pointed at the Bone Prison Three Corpses Demon Tower and whispered, "The Demon Tower is damaged, the dimensional barrier has disappeared, the power of the magic weapon has been greatly reduced, and the secret realm inside is gradually becoming stable. With his cultivation level in the early stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm, escaping from it is not difficult."

As he spoke, a groan of pain and unwillingness emanated from within the cracks of the demon tower, gradually turning into intermittent shouts: "The sect... our ancestors... died in vain in this tower. These claims of shattering the void and achieving immortality are all lies... a deceptive trap!"

Wang Xiongwu, carrying the cloud-thread stone coffin on his shoulders, happily ran out of the tomb, humming and groaning, "Who cares if it's real or not? This treasure is mine. Once it falls into my hands, it's real. Don't fight with me for it!"

Wang Hong was the last one to slowly emerge, his face gleaming with joy. He mused, "There's cloudstone all over the place. I'm afraid the entire mining area is within the secret realm. Even though there are a lot of cracks, with the right glue, they can be exchanged for a lot of gold and iron elixirs. Money means resources, and resources can boost your power... The benefits outweigh the disadvantages!"

"Congratulations to Saint Lord Wang for pacifying the Bone Prison and the Three Corpses Demon Tower. Your great achievements have shaken the North Sea!" Cheng Bai and others smiled at each other, and none of them mentioned the results of the battle.