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The Infinite Blade Light converged into a vast surging river of stars, like a roaring dragon lashing its tail, its apocalyptic power erupting wildly. Even in the staunchly resilient Pale Lands, cracks still burst forth one after another.

The Palace Master of White Bone, as helpless as a mortal caught in a tsunami, was instantly torn to shreds.

The overwhelming aura of the adversary, who had defied the heavens to reach sainthood, also rapidly dwindled from its peak to demise.

"This…"

At this moment, the disciples of the White Bone Palace, who were seated around the edge of the array, were thoroughly stunned.

They had just noticed their ancestor taking action and were somewhat excited, but in the blink of an eye, and just like a dream, had their ancestor perished?

From the greatest disciple of the White Bone Demon Lord, the Palace Master of the White Bone Palace, and various Saint Heirs, down to the common Inner Sect disciples, everyone turned numb in an instant, staring blankly at the horrifying starry river of blade light, their minds a blank void.

Only one thought remained—

How could this be possible?

The White Bone Demon Lord, who could even be called the White Bone Demon Ancestor, was renowned as the seventh Ancestor of the Demon Path. For the cultivators of the White Bone Demon Path, he was an existence as high as the heavens!

Even when looking across the world, he was one of the most formidable figures below those who had proven the Path!

It was known that the Xiahong clan was pursuing the people of the Demon Path, but the White Bone Demon Lord had proudly established the White Bone Palace and its colossal city, standing unyielded for nearly a thousand years.

All because of the existence of the White Bone Demon Lord.

But…

A Great Cultivator, with just one slash, had killed the White Bone Demon Lord?

Even if it were a prince, that was still just a Great Cultivator!

This scene, terrifying beyond comprehension, left everyone dumbstruck.

Unbelievable.

Incomprehensible.

"Rumble—"

The remaining blade light, like ripples on the surface of water, rolled out expansively, swiftly reaching the edge of the array.

Even the dreadful gravity of the Pale Lands could not confine the might of this single slash.

The devastating aftershock thunderously crashed into the numerous disciples of the White Bone Palace.

"No... Block it!!"

The Palace Master of the White Bone Palace suddenly awoke from shock, his face deathly pale. He immediately harnessed the power of the array while summoning his strongest Spiritual Treasure, forming a barrier to protect himself.

In such a time, he could no longer care to protect his disciples.

Even the aftershock was from a slash that annihilated the White Bone Demon Lord, a terrifying power!

"Boom!"

The aftershock of the blade light collided with the protective glow around the Palace Master of the White Bone Palace. The barrier violently shook, fractures immediately appearing as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his pale face flung backwards, crashing into the barrier of the large array behind him.

Though gravely injured, he had survived, after all.

But the other disciples of the White Bone Palace were not as capable.

Even if only less than ten percent of the slash's power remained in the aftershock, it was not something some Great Cultivators could withstand.

"It's over!"

At that moment, whether it was a Saint Heir or a common Inner Sect disciple, facing the terrifying onslaught of the aftershock, only despair could be described.

Especially Huang Gu, the Saint Heir, who was utterly dumbfounded.

In this instant, he finally understood why the Seventeenth Prince had looked down on him, why he had said 'Even so, you are still not qualified.'

Even the Master he had long admired had been eradicated by the Seventeenth Prince with a single slash—what was his strength in comparison?

"How can the gap be so wide…"

He could not help but smile bitterly with self-mockery.

Forget about a fair challenge; the opponent hadn't even intended to deal with him. The aftershock, an unintended consequence of the slash that killed the ancestor, left him powerless to resist!

"Rumble—"

The aftershock swept over the entire array like dust being idly brushed away, instantly clearing all life below sainthood present.

Lin Yue glanced at the Palace Master of the White Bone Palace at the edge of the array, who had become severely injured and weak.

He could not be bothered to say more and pointed once again—

"Bang!"

A dazzling, intense bolt of lightning erupted, like the descent of a heavenly tribulation, piercing through the void in an instant, striking the Palace Master of the White Bone Palace.

The Palace Master of the White Bone Palace opened his mouth and then was utterly eradicated in the lightning.

A mere Saint, he did not need to use Divine Artifacts; his strength alone was already enough, not to mention that the Heavenly Tribulation Path was even more of a bane to these Demon Path cultivators.

In an instant, apart from Lin Yue and the Twelfth Prince, who was enveloped by a rainbow transformed by the Phoenix Crown, there were no survivors within the array.

The area was instantly cleared.

"Good, that settles it."

Lin Yue took a deep breath, "It went smoother than I imagined."

The strength of the White Bone Demon Lord presented no threat to him, but the White Bone Demon Lord and the Twelfth Prince had once had a tremendous fortunate encounter. If the two joined forces, there would be a significant threat.

That was also the reason why the Twelfth Prince valued the White Bone Demon Lord so highly and why they stood as equals.

That was why Lin Yue had planned this way.

Dealing with the White Bone Demon Lord had to occur simultaneously with drawing out the Twelfth Prince.

Otherwise, if he killed the White Bone Demon Lord first, an alert Twelfth Prince would probably keep hiding in his mansion, leaving Lin Yue with no options.

"Now…"

Lin Yue looked towards the Twelfth Prince within the azure rainbow in the sky, narrowing his eyes, "Only Prince Cheng remains."

The Twelfth Prince, who had lived for nearly a thousand years, was also a Demon Ancestor in his previous life, and no one knew how many hidden cards he held.

Had Lin Yue not obtained the secrets of the White Bone Demon Lord and the Twelfth Prince beforehand, he would not have been confident enough to execute the Twelfth Prince.

"Xiao Qing!"

Lin Yue suddenly shouted, while the flames under his feet spun crazily, and behind him, a pair of wings wreathed in wind and thunder materialized.