In the distant mountains filled with death energy, crossing the plains, Lin Jiufeng saw the two people fighting.
No, not people.
They were two skeletons.
One was a pure white skeleton. It was different from the ordinary white skeleton that Lin Jiufeng had seen. Its pure white body carried a holy light.
This kind of white color was milky-white and carried a refreshing fragrance. It was very beautiful.
It wasn't the yellowish-white color of the skeletons that Lin Jiufeng had seen previously or the tragic white color of bones soaked in water for months after people died.
The soul flame of this skeleton was purple. Every move it made could stir the huge death energy in the Death Realm. It directly slapped down, causing the void to tremble and cracks to appear. The cracks directly transformed into a cage that trapped its enemy.
Its enemy was also a skeleton, but it wasn't milky white, but pure black.