Chapter 148: The Bone Emperor Scripture

"Boom!"

The entire remains of gods and demons trembled, countless fragments of stone flew across the air, and dust blotted out the sun. Within the dust, a magnificent surge of purple energy roamed fiercely, resembling a roaring celestial dragon.

The figure of the black-robed skeleton was instantly buried within it, while Luo Hao wore a somewhat solemn expression, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint as he stared intently at the center of the swirling dust.

Fueled by the ancient human will, the might of the Heaven-Rending Hand was astonishing, but clearly, it was not yet powerful enough to kill the black-robed skeleton in a single blow.

"An ancient human martial technique indeed lives up to its extraordinary reputation!"

True to expectations, from within the rising dust came the voice of the black-robed skeleton, followed abruptly by a streak of black light tearing outward, robes fluttering, pitch-black...

"Hurry up, send him for emergency treatment, I'll contact her family." With that, Liu Tingwei took out his phone, found Ling Mo's number, and dialed it. A voice came through the receiver: the line was busy.

That night, Cheng Yaojin truly submitted a memorial to Li Shimin, sending his personal guards through the night to Chang'an.

"Do you know why I suddenly left you? It's because of this personality of yours—you never express your feelings and always keep people guessing, which is utterly detestable." Nian Chuxia suddenly burst into tears, hugging Li Moran tightly.

He looked up at Luo Feng, who still wore a expressionless face, and then glanced at the pitch-black night outside. The Tianlan Dynasty, having just caught a breather, was likely about to face a upheaval once more. The borderlands would probably need to step up their vigilance.

She could not accept the fact of her failure, nor could she face Lei Keyi. At this moment, his presence made her painfully aware of one thing: she had made a fool of herself in front of the person she held in her heart, drawing countless harsh criticisms.

After all... evildoers are dealt with by evildoers! Although Li Yan was not an evil person, An Youran was truly unforgivable. With her level of cunning, she was ultimately not someone these mortal beings could control. One could only pray that their heroic and mighty master would unleash his divine might and mete out justice on behalf of heaven.

This idea of hers was not bad; she had long grown tired of some of the wives in the thirteenth courtyard, and breaking them up would be considered a good thing, saving them from coming to pester him every day.

Sima Du smiled and said, "Gui You, if you ever get out, you must help me take good care of my two apprentices. They have been without parents since childhood; I was the one who found them." Although Sima Du was smiling, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"If it were strange, you would have gone to study it long ago instead of standing here talking to me, humph," the figure in black said with confidence.

Looking at Su Chen, who had opened his arms to welcome her, An Youran felt a wave of inexplicable terror and instinctively took two steps back, avoiding his usual enthusiastic embrace.

Flying continuously like this, half a day later, she caught sight of the coastline and then ventured out to fly over the ocean.

"Look, we just passed through this place a moment ago, why have we ended up right back here again?" Just as the army began to grow anxious and uneasy, a soldier suddenly pointed to a huge boulder at the corner and shouted loudly.

The burning snowflakes fell upon the thick snow on the ground, making a sizzling sound. Looking as far as the eye could see, a dozen miles around was a rain of fire, a magnificent, grand, and breathtaking sight.

After saying this, without waiting for Xu Sheng to react, Liu Lü spurred his horse, brandished his saber, and charged directly at Xu Sheng. Judging by his opening stance, Liu Lü's blade technique was by no means weak. It was no wonder he was known alongside others as one of the Four Generals of Xichuan in Yizhou; clearly, he possessed genuine skill.

"As long as we patch up the glass and then let the water out, it's all done!" Chu Zheng said simply.

Jiang Yun's gaze was cold as he reached out with a large hand. Within his palm, the power of Yin surged, and biting cold frost spread in all directions, freezing everything in its path.

Yesterday, when Han Xuemei placed the purple clay teapot sent by her mentor into the coffin of Fairy Guanxia to be buried with her, she accidentally brushed against the back of the fairy's hand and immediately discovered that Fairy Guanxia, lying in the coffin, was not dead at all.

Huo Sibei was amused. This meal gave Yilan an immense sense of face; Huo Sibei not only ate all the food clean but also praised every single dish as delicious.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Shangguan Yundon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew Abbess Yunshui very well; she had a fiery temper in her youth, and over the past few centuries, countless demonic heretics had perished under her sword. He was genuinely afraid that, out of a desire to protect her own disciples, she would have a complete falling out with the Profound Ice Palace.