105: The seven realms are chasing and killing, and a cry of aunt is coming!

Above Linyuan City.

After Li Zheng Guo and the others held a simple funeral for the fallen Demon Suppression Army soldiers, they rushed non-stop towards a tall tower.

Seeing that the tower's structure was still relatively intact, a hint of surprise appeared on Li Zheng Guo's face.

Lu Ming asked curiously, "What is this?"

"A Torch!"

Li Zheng Guo took out a crystal core-like substance from his storage bag and embedded it into a slot.

Hearing Li Zheng Guo's words, Lu Ming's heart stirred.

"A Torch?"

He looked at the tower, only to see the previously dim metal structure at the top of the spire now emitting a faint red glow.

The crystal core that Li Zheng Guo had embedded in the slot seemed to be consumed at a visible rate.

Immediately after, a red light shot straight into the sky.

The entire Linyuan City seemed to be dyed in a layer of blood-red.

After finishing all this, Li Zheng Guo visibly let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing Lu Ming's puzzled expression, he pointed towards the distant horizon.

"Do you see that dark land over there? It's shrouded in a strange power, which we call the Black Abyss. The Black Abyss expands outwards every now and then, eroding our land."

"The existence of Linyuan City, besides blocking foreign races from entering Great Xia, is also to suppress the expansion of the Black Abyss," Li Zheng Guo explained.

"Moreover, the Torch can also guide people inside the Black Abyss. Although I don't know if there are people inside the Black Abyss, the successive generations of the Demon Suppression Army have always said so."

Hearing Li Zheng Guo's explanation, Lu Ming's heart tightened. He looked at the distant Black Abyss, his gaze filled with solemnity.

He had always thought that the Nether race only occasionally invaded through the Nether passage.

He had not expected that their very existence was a threat to Great Xia.

Just as Lu Ming was about to ask something else, his hairs instantly stood on end.

A suffocatingly terrifying aura, like an invisible mountain, pressed down on Linyuan City from the edge of the sky.

It was a fluctuation of energy that surpassed any known foreign race, seemingly capable of destroying everything.

He suddenly looked up, only to see a black dot in the sky rapidly growing larger as it approached from a distance.

In just the blink of an eye, the black shadow stopped above the tall tower, revealing its true form.

It was a hunched figure clad in a long black robe.

His face was covered by a mask carved from white bones, adorned with strange runes.

The Nether race member, reduced to a mere skeleton, held a staff made of white bones, embedded with a pulsating black heart.

Li Zheng Guo's pupils constricted when he clearly saw the black-robed figure.

"Run, it's the Black Bone Tribe's Prophet!"

No sooner had Li Zheng Guo's words fallen than the terrifying pressure instantly solidified, pressing down on Linyuan City like a colossal mountain.

Stones on the city wall crumbled, and the air became heavy and viscous, almost making it impossible to breathe.

Li Zheng Guo and the others' faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

It was a power they had never witnessed before; the previous half-step sixth-realm commander hadn't even scratched his fur.

Everyone looked at Lu Ming's back in unison, their eyes filled with despair.

Could Lu Ming win against such a monster?

The black-robed Prophet looked down at the city wall, his eyes hidden behind the mask seeming to penetrate all illusions.

When his gaze swept over the foreign race corpses strewn across the city, a monstrous rage instantly erupted.

"Who... who slaughtered my Black Bone Army!"

The Prophet's voice boomed like muffled thunder, exploding in the sky. Every word carried terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, shaking the stones off the city wall.

Then, his eyes quickly locked onto Lu Ming.

Because the bloody aura on this young man was the strongest.

"It's you!"

The Prophet's voice became cold and sharp, carrying an uncontrollable killing intent, "You little beast, I will have you die!"

He did not directly swoop down but raised the white bone staff in his hand high.

The black heart at the top of the staff pulsed even more violently.

Streams of visible black energy surged from the heart, coalescing behind the Prophet into a bone hand dozens of meters tall.

"Run!"

Lu Ming roared, not bothering to explain further.

Facing such an old monster of the seventh realm, unless absolutely necessary, he had no desire to gamble on that 10% chance of killing him.

Run first!

The Thunderclap Killing Burst was unleashed to its limit.

He instantly moved tens of meters sideways.

The bone hand followed closely.

With a deafening crash, the spot where Lu Ming had stood was smashed into a bottomless pit, and the entire city wall tottered under this force.

"Little beast, do you think you can escape?"

The Prophet sneered, and the bone hand reformed, relentlessly pursuing Lu Ming.

Lu Ming dodged while rapidly analyzing the situation.

Running towards the passage was definitely not an option.

With the strength of the garrison on the other side of the passage, they would be wiped out by this old monster in less than three minutes.

So, he decisively turned and swept towards the depths of the Black Abyss.

"Trying to run? You're dreaming!"

The Prophet was furious, and the bone hand smashed down with a crash.

This time, Lu Ming did not dodge but injected all his thunder spirit power into his feet without reservation.

A blinding flash of lightning streaked by, and he transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly rushing out of Linyuan City's range and plunging into the Black Abyss.

The moment he stepped into the Black Abyss, the surrounding environment abruptly changed.

The thick darkness, like ink, completely swallowed him, and countless faint, unsettling whispers filled his ears.

The circulation of his spiritual power within him became sluggish, as if an invisible force was eroding his Qi Sea.

However, he discovered that the Prophet's terrifying pressure had also significantly weakened.

Moreover, what surprised him most was that as the Nine Yang Divine Body runes flashed, the whispers suddenly dissipated.

His Qi Sea became unhindered.

"Hahahahaha! Boy, you actually dared to enter the Black Abyss! This is my home ground, you are dead for sure!"

The Prophet's arrogant voice came from above.

With a flash of his figure, he too entered the Black Abyss.

But his speed and power were clearly affected, and the giant bone hand could no longer coalesce as freely as before.

Lu Ming's strategy had worked.

He used the faint glow of the Torch to discern directions, traversing the Black Abyss like a ghost in the darkness.

The Prophet pursued relentlessly from behind but found Lu Ming's movements to be unusually agile.

The darkness in the Black Abyss seemed to be Lu Ming's natural cover. After the Nine Yang Divine Body immunized him to the Black Abyss, he was like a fish in water, causing the Prophet to repeatedly miss.

Just as the Prophet was in a fit of rage, a clear, gentle voice echoed from deep within the Black Abyss.

"So you old geezer fled back to Linyuan City!"

The Prophet's heart tightened, and he abruptly turned his head.

He saw a white figure, like a meteor, hurtling from the other end of the Black Abyss.

It was a woman dressed in an elegant white dress. Behind her in the void, a giant law-infused longsword loomed, exuding a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate.

It was Bai Qiuyue!

Lu Ming was overjoyed: "Aunt Bai, save me!"