"Let's go."
"Divine Lord, what about Lady of White Bones..."
"What Lady of White Bones? I have never known her."
The Divine Lord White Tiger disappeared in an instant.
The Scaled Dragon-Devil King looked at the gathering on White Tiger Ridge, shook his head helplessly, and disappeared with a gust of black wind.
He knew, for the coming thousand years, White Tiger Ridge would probably become an undesirable place.
Lady of White Bones was completely done for, the difference was how Saint Cundi wanted her to die, and how many times she would die.
Of course, on his way back to the Four Seas, the Scaled Dragon-Devil King also thought about one thing:
"Is my son really this brave? Is he really my blood? I ought to investigate this thoroughly when I get back."
Normally, the Scaled Dragon-Devil King should not question this.
After all, he is also quite brave.
However, the Sea-Overturning Sword has been safely placed in his hand.
How did it get to the Lower Realm?
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