Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

At this time, the White Skeleton Demon King was also in a bad state, for while the other Demon Kings were facing Lu Yu's incarnations, he was facing Lu Yu's true body.

As the three Demon Kings fell, Lu Yu's incarnations also transformed into streams of water and fell to the ground.

"Next, it's your turn," Lu Yu said softly, yet it struck the White Skeleton Demon King like a bolt from the blue, causing his body to tense involuntarily. Despite his best efforts to suppress this emotion, the vision of Lu Yu slaughtering the three Demon Kings with different methods had greatly shaken him.

This human Scholar seemed to possess endless Divine Skills. No matter how they cast spells or tried to escape, they could not evade their fate of death. This was a suggestion from the depths of the heart, and also an invincible momentum created by Lu Yu's complete victory.

The White Skeleton Demon King suddenly lost his will to fight. At this moment, he resembled a dog that had lost his home, without any of his previous arrogance. His massive White Skeleton body, though ferocious in appearance, was actually timid inside, no longer possessing the dominance he once had.

Just then, the White Skeleton Demon King discovered that Lu Yu in front of him had suddenly disappeared. Looking around, he could not find any trace of him. However, when he looked up, he saw a Giant as tall as Mount Shu staring intensely at him—it was the vanished Lu Yu, and his heart turned utterly cold.

Amidst the astonishment of the Mount Shu crowd, Lu Yu, in the form of a Giant, easily captured the White Skeleton Demon King in his hand as if he were an insignificant little insect.

With a gentle squeeze of his right hand, a crisp sound of bones echoed, and the formidable and once indomitable White Skeleton Demon King was thus crushed into pieces.

Lu Yu withdrew his Divine Skills and returned to his original form, yet he frowned, for he discovered that the White Skeleton Demon King might not have been completely obliterated and could possibly have left a way to revive himself behind.
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Not far from Mount Shu, less than a hundred miles away, was a long-abandoned graveyard, scattered with a few small mounds, randomly situated in a desolate wilderness.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence of the wilderness; a White Skeleton Claw suddenly extended from an inconspicuous small mound, clearing the surrounding soil, followed by a White Skeleton slowly crawling out from underground. He gently shook off the dirt on his bones, and a crimson flame flickered suddenly in his hollow eye sockets.

"Really impressive. If it weren't for the preparations made beforehand, I might have truly died this time," the small skeleton muttered with lingering fear, although he had no flesh, no throat, but surprisingly, he could still make sounds as his jaw moved.

"And I don't know where this Scholar came from, so formidable, even Taoist Bai Mei wasn't this strong. What bad luck, I had originally prepared a great surprise for Taoist Bai Mei, but ended up capsizing in the sewer," the small skeleton said to himself, bearing a deep grudge against Taoist Bai Mei, oblivious to what the ancestor of Mount Shu had done to him.

"That really was a big loss, I need to find a place to recover my Primordial Qi, it will probably take a long time this time," said the small skeleton with a sigh, but having escaped with his life due to his precautionary measures, he couldn't ask for more.

However, as the White Skeleton Demon King turned his head, he was terrified to find that under a nearby white poplar tree stood an old man with white hair and beard.

He was dressed in a loose white robe, with youthful features and long white eyebrows. Just standing there, he had an astonishing aura, like a Treasured Sword that had been unsheathed, radiating intense coldness.

"Bai Mei!" the White Skeleton Demon King cried out in terror, unable to understand how Bai Mei was able to find him, now that the Divine Secrets of the Three Realms were in chaos. He had decided to act against Mount Shu precisely because of this, otherwise, Bai Mei would have descended from the Heavenly Court the moment he had attacked Mount Shu.

"Surprised? To find you, I sought out all those skilled in divining Heaven's Secret in the Heavenly Court, and finally located your hiding place. You disturbed Mount Shu, and if I do not offer your head as a sacrifice, I fear all the beings of the Three Realms will think me, Sage Bai Mei, easy to bully," Sage Bai Mei said slowly.

A chilling intent to kill burst forth from his body, invisible Sword Qi slashing through everything. The White Skeleton Demon King, looking at Sage Bai Mei's figure, seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind him, which made his heart tremble.

Although he repeatedly claimed he was seeking out Sage Bai Mei's bad luck, in reality, Sage Bai Mei was his greatest fear. So much so that he could not stop thinking about him, and every time he cultivated to a critical point, Bai Mei's face would unconsciously appear in his mind, causing him to nearly fall into demonic cultivation.

Thus, after escaping the Demon-suppressing Tower, the first thing he wanted to do was attack Mount Shu, hoping to rid himself of the Heart Demon through this act. He had not expected to encounter Lu Yu and ended up beaten into a life where he could barely fend for himself; it was truly unfortunate.

"Hmph! Taoist Bai Mei, do not think that this king really fears you," the White Skeleton Demon King said with a fierce exterior but inward timidity. However, his mind was already calculating how to escape.

Sage Bai Mei would not let him have his way. A dazzling Sword light appeared on the earth, tearing through the sky and striking the White Skeleton Demon King.

The White Skeleton Demon King, who had just transferred his soul into a new body and possessed no mana to resist, was instantly shredded into pieces by the Sword light.

A single strike of the sword's cold brilliance illuminated Kyushu; the full sharpness of the Sword Dao manifested in Sage Bai Mei's sword, the light piercing through a hundred miles.

Lu Yu was in Mount Shu when he suddenly felt something and looked up to see the brilliant Sword light. In the back mountains of Mount Shu, at the Sword Tomb, thousands of swords were chiming, as if in exultation.

"It's the Ancestor's Sword Intent!"

"The Ancestor has made a move!" several elders of Mount Shu exclaimed. As the founding ancestor of Mount Shu, all of Mount Shu's Swordsmanship originated from Bai Mei. They, as his descendents and disciples, naturally recognized their Ancestor's Sword Intent.

The disciples of Mount Shu, originally demoralized by the chaos brought by the Four Great Demon Kings, suddenly became jubilant, dispelling their previous despondence. This was the legendary ancestral master descending to the mortal realm.

Soon, a streak of Sword light flashed across the sky and landed at Mount Shu, where an old man in a white robe touched down. It was Sage Bai Mei, who had just slain the White Skeleton Demon King with a single sword.

The Sage glanced at the cluttered Mount Shu and frowned, but he quickly controlled his emotions and spoke very kindly to Lu Yu: "Mount Shu's Bai Mei thanks the fellow Daoist for his powerful assistance."

These words from Bai Mei came from the bottom of his heart. He knew that if it were not for Lu Yu's fortuitous visit to Mount Shu, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"The Sage is too polite. Yan Dan is my good friend, and I came here upon his invitation, not expecting to encounter such events. Please forgive me, Sage, for my earlier rage and the large disturbance," Lu Yu said with a smile.

"No harm done; it also allowed our Mount Shu disciples to witness the elegance of a senior, preventing them from becoming too arrogant."