I Can Merge Techniques

Chapter 582: Chapter 168: The Twelve True Forms Fist Breaks the Limit Again, the Ghost Bone Elder Reveals His True Body

Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled slightly. He had clearly suffered severe internal injuries.

Before them stood a heart-stopping behemoth—

a giant skeleton monster over ten feet tall!

The skeleton was pitch-black, as if it had been forged in Hellfire.

Between its thick bones, an eerie, verdant Ghost Fire leaped and burned.

In its hand, it held a White Bone Wolf Fang Club fashioned from the bones of a giant beast. The bony spikes were menacing, and the dense Death Qi it radiated was suffocating.

Merely by standing there, the surrounding grass and trees seemed to wither and die.

’A Demon Puppet... So that old ghost from the Yin Demon Sect really came?’

Chu Fan raised an eyebrow.

The big fish had taken the bait so easily, which immediately filled him with suspicion.

He had come, yet it seemed he hadn’t come all the way.

Only a Slaughter Puppet had appeared; that treacherous, snake-like old ghost from the Yin Demon Sect had not shown his face.

With a single thought, Chu Fan activated the Spirit Array Map of his Demon Dragon Celestial Spirit Scripture.

At the same time, he executed the Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step, instantly appearing in front of Qin Fang and Zhao Qingyan!

His Divine Sense, amplified tenfold by a Secret Technique, surged outward. It swept across a radius of several miles like an invisible ripple, leaving no inch of land, no patch of shadow, unexamined.

Yet, the feedback from his Divine Sense revealed nothing but the Slaughter Puppet’s soaring Death Qi. He still couldn’t detect the old monster’s uniquely cold and evil aura.

’He really is as cautious as a sewer rat.’

Just as Chu Fan’s thoughts raced—

RUMBLE!

The ground at Crow Ridge began to tremble violently without warning, as if a great dragon were turning over in the earth below.

At the same time, in the sky due north, a terrifyingly brilliant beam of Sword Qi appeared out of nowhere!

The Sword Qi blazed like the sun, carrying an unstoppable heavenly might as it slashed down from the heavens!

Chu Fan was all too familiar with this Sword Qi.

Not long ago in Lingyou Valley, he had personally experienced its razor-sharp edge!

It was Princess Zhaohua!

No, it wasn’t just her...

Where the Sword Qi landed, the light dissipated.

Several figures appeared simultaneously in their line of sight!

"It’s them?"

Qin Fang was overjoyed. "I can’t believe it! Three of Qing Province City’s Four Great Prodigies are here at once!"

’The Four Great Prodigies?’

Chu Fan’s expression flickered, and he instantly deduced the identities of the other two.

He gazed at the figures, his pupils contracting slightly.

To the east stood a woman in robes whiter than snow. Her posture was sublime, and her eyes held an innate nobility and sharpness that seemed to look down on the world itself.

It was none other than Princess Zhaohua, whom Chu Fan had met once before.

To the west was a woman clad in gleaming, Rune-etched silver Battle Armor. She held a long spear of refined iron coiled with a dragon design. Her posture was ramrod straight, and her valiant, heroic air made her look like a valkyrie descended to the mortal realm.

Although Chu Fan had never met her, he had already guessed her identity: the prodigy of the Qing Province Wang Family, Wang Yiyi.

Rumor had it this Wang Family successor had inherited their true spear arts and was incomparably fierce and powerful.

To the north stood a youth of about fourteen or fifteen in black martial attire. His face was boyish, but his eyes held a weathered indifference that belied his age, as if he had already witnessed a hundred years of prosperity and decline.

His features were too distinct to be mistaken.

It was none other than the Li Family’s genius who practiced a strange Cultivation Technique, Li Qingcang.

Despite his youthful appearance, he was actually twenty-six years old, and his power was unfathomable.

Chu Fan had long heard that these three were all top-tier prodigies of Qing Province’s younger generation.

They were supremely talented and incomparably ferocious—all ruthless figures who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The strongest among them was widely acknowledged to be Princess Zhaohua, who possessed a royal Secret Skill and whose Sword Qi had reached the level of Divine Communication.

However, a long-standing rumor in Qing Province City claimed she had once lost by half a move in a sparring match against the Zhang Family’s Qilinzi, Zhang Tianyu.

But this was, in the end, just a rumor.

No one knew the actual details.

The two individuals involved had never said a word on the matter.

And now, three of Qing Province’s four young geniuses were gathered here at Crow Ridge.

Back when Demon Suppression Envoy Leng Qingqiu laid out the "lure the snake from its hole" plan, she had only told Chu Fan that everything was arranged and that powerful reinforcements would be standing by.

Chu Fan never imagined that the Demon Suppression Bureau, instead of dispatching a seasoned Captain like Xiao Ziye, would have enlisted these three top-tier prodigies.

It was rumored that the Demon Suppression Bureau held a transcendent status, with the authority to mobilize the sects and Noble Families within its jurisdiction.

Even the core disciples of major sects were required to spend time training with the Demon Suppression Bureau, assisting them in dealing with malevolent entities.

Chu Fan hadn’t imagined that to eliminate the old monster from the Yin Demon Sect, Leng Qingqiu could actually persuade these three to take action simultaneously.

Surrounded by the three great prodigies in a triangular formation was an old man, skinny as a skeleton.

A few sparse, gray-white hairs clung to his head. He wore a tattered gray robe and was hunched over, cutting a wretched figure. Only his triangular eyes flickered with a ghastly green glow, like a viper flicking its tongue.

A single glance was enough to send a chill through one’s entire body, as if their very soul were about to freeze.

This appearance matched Mo Yunzi’s description of his martial uncle—the Yin Demon Sect Elder, the Ghost Bone Elder—to a tee!

However, in Chu Fan’s Divine Sense, the Ghost Bone Elder’s aura was actually weaker than that of any of the three prodigies.

’The Ghost Bone Elder is this weak?’

Last time, he had left the city for the Vajra Sect and stayed for seven days, yet this old monster never showed himself.

This time, by merely accepting a demon-extermination mission, he had not only drawn him out but had also gathered three of the great prodigies.

Chu Fan was also somewhat taken aback.

According to Mo Yunzi and the Demon Suppression Bureau’s records, the Ghost Bone Elder was cunning and suspicious, cherishing his own life above all else.

He had been jointly wanted by the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Six Gates for years, yet he had never truly shown his face.

’Even if I did destroy the Demon Puppet he spent years refining, that hatred surely isn’t worth the risk of being surrounded and killed just to make a move on the outskirts of Qing Province City.’

’If he’s doing this for the Zhang Family...’

’In the eyes of a demonic hegemon like him, the Zhang Family is just a pawn to be used and discarded.’

’Why would he take such a huge risk for a mere pawn?’

As Chu Fan pondered, the Ghost Bone Elder, his aura locked down by the three prodigies, suddenly let out a strange, ear-piercing laugh like that of a night owl.

"Gahahaha... You youngsters these days have no respect for your elders! Ganging up to bully a decrepit old man like me, with one foot already in the grave?"

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