My starting summon is a small skeleton

In the indescribable space, Lu Wu opened his eyes.

All over his body, unspeakable severe pain and a feeling of weakness he had never experienced before assaulted him, making his state extraordinarily miserable.

However, at this moment, Lu Wu was not focused on his own state, nor the indescribable space before him, but rather on something else.

"Am I not dead?"

This was a point Lu Wu himself could hardly believe.

Amid the attack at that time, no one knew better than him the predicament he was in.

His energy had been almost entirely depleted, and in that environment, it was almost impossible for him to be alive.

"Did someone save me, or?"

Regarding this, Lu Wu himself couldn't be sure.

Another thing was that, at the moment, this didn't seem to be the point he should focus on.

"No, where am I now?"

"This environment, is it Hell, or...?"

Lu Wu's gaze drifted aimlessly around him.

It was only then that he realized just how peculiar the environment he was in was.

This space was completely blood-colored with no ground, making it impossible to distinguish up from down.

Within the entire space, countless corpses floated around.

These bodies, all dressed in ancient soldier's attire, were tied up and floated in the air in bizarre poses.

Lu Wu was somewhat baffled.

While Lu Wu was utterly confused, he suddenly felt a somewhat familiar aura in this space.

"Is this?"

First puzzled, Lu Wu's eyes then brightened with recognition: "Old Bone!

Is this Old Bone's aura?

Could it be Old Bone who saved me?"

Lu Wu began to move, struggling in this blood-colored space to move his body.

It was not an easy task, at least for Lu Wu at this moment.

His state was extraordinarily miserable, and coupled with the peculiarities of this space, it took considerable effort just to get himself moving.

He struggled for a long time and managed to move less than half a meter.

At this rate, Lu Wu feared it would take eons to approach the aura of Old Bone.

Feeling helpless, Lu Wu had no choice but to give up.

Of course, what he gave up on was going to find Old Bone himself.

He couldn't go himself, but he could try having Old Bone come to him.

"Old Bone!"

Lying in this blood-colored space, after brewing for a moment, Lu Wu uttered a cry that was not very loud.

In the external space, Lu Wu's shout of "Old Bone" might not have carried ten meters.

But in this blood-colored space, Lu Wu's cry carried far and wide.

If sound had a viewpoint, at this moment, it would see itself exiting Lu Wu's throat, passing through his mouth, leaving his body.

Then, at an unbelievable speed, it passed through the corpses one by one, traversing an unknown distance, finally arriving in the central area of this blood-colored space.

Here lay a different corpse.

Its difference lay not only in the fact that it was not bound, showing no traces of injury, but also in its attire.

The clothing it wore was unlike that of the countless floating corpses around.

Clearly, it was not from the same camp as this group of corpses.

Of course, the sound did not distinguish these details; it went directly into the ears of this particular corpse.

Subsequently, this corpse, which had been in deep thought for who knows how long, suddenly opened its eyes.

The instant its eyes opened, the aura that Lu Wu recognized as belonging to Old Bone completely dissipated, replaced by a completely different, more pure aura—one that only death and slaughter could manifest.

At the instant this aura appeared,

the entire blood-colored space began to tremor, and the countless, uncountable bodies floating within began to tremble and wail.

Everything happened in a flash, almost right after Lu Wu had called out.

"What's going on?"

Lu Wu was completely bewildered by everything.

Before he could react, a strange figure appeared before him.

"You are..."

Lu Wu stared at the man before him, dressed in black armor, holding a longsword, looking quite ordinary, a feeling both familiar and strange spreading through his heart.

Lu Wu came to a somewhat unbelievable conclusion.

"Old... Old Bone? Are you Old Bone?"

The figure looked at Lu Wu without speaking, just staring at him.

From an initially blank look, clarity gradually emerged, as if recalling something.

Lu Wu also gradually felt the familiar aura on him.

This let Lu Wu know clearly that the unbelievable thing he had thought was the truth.

The guy in front of him, although completely transformed, was indeed Old Bone.

Lu Wu recognized the look in Old Bone's eyes (though Old Bone didn't have eyes when they were together before).

Lu Wu was absolutely sure that this was Old Bone.

Old Bone hadn't died; he was still alive, and he had saved him.

For Lu Wu during this recent period, this was almost the best news, and he couldn't help but become excited.

And as Lu Wu's emotions reached their peak,

the Old Bone standing before Lu Wu finally broke his silence, opening his mouth as though wanting to speak, but the sounds he made were strange, as if he had forgotten how to talk after a long silence.

After stammering for a good while, the Old Bone before Lu Wu finally spoke two words.

"Lu... Lu... Wu"

With these stammered words spoken, Lu Wu couldn't contain himself anymore and burst into tears, hugging the Old Bone before him.

"It's great, really great that you aren't dead!"

No one could understand Lu Wu's emotions at that moment.

Including the Old Bone being hugged by him, who also didn't understand.

Just at the moment of being hugged by Lu Wu, he felt an odd sensation.

He couldn't quite tell what it was, but it was a bit misplaced, a bit blank, and moreover, he felt like he was melting.

No, he was melting.

As Old Bone stood there bewildered, it directly melted, turning into a blood-colored substance that fused into Lu Wu's body.

This sudden change completely baffled Lu Wu.

"Old Bone!"

Lu Wu cried out in alarm, frantically wondering what to do, as the blood-colored space before him began to crack, a force surging into his body.

Lu Wu's head felt like it had been struck by something, and he passed out in an instant.

While Lu Wu was out, the energy did not fade.

The energy of the blood-colored space began to pour into Lu Wu's body.

This surge of energy, like a clear spring, replenished the energy space Lu Wu had exhausted after unleashing that sword strike.

It began to repair the energy space, which had already started cracking, bit by bit.

Seeing this, Ilya's old father heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness he didn't die!"

Joy appeared on his face, but it swiftly faded away.

Given another chance, he swore he would never be careless again.

Just one careless act had led to such a major incident.

A secret realm was destroyed, the environment within hundreds of miles was ruined, and millions of lives were taken.

He felt as though he were the killer which deeply disturbed him.

At this moment, the fear he experienced on Earth was indescribable; he neither dared nor wished to stay any longer.

After glancing at Lu Wu and confirming he was alright, he turned and left the Human World.

…

Here, Lu Wu encountered Old Bone in the mysterious Blood-colored Space.

After absorbing Old Bone, he gradually recovered in the space.

Meanwhile, the Lu Wu expedition team from Elder Mountain had victoriously returned.

Zhao Xue'en held the point that had transformed from the Changping Secret Realm in one hand, and Zhang Chen in the other as they returned to Elder Mountain.

Upon his return, Elder Mountain had already begun its preparations.

Elder Mountain, which initially seemed slightly shabby, was now more festive than the New Year.

Of course, for the people of Elder Mountain, today was indeed a day more celebratory than the New Year.

After all, Lu Wu was dead!

For the people of Elder Mountain, nothing was worth celebrating more than the death of Lu Wu.

Just yesterday, Lu Wu's actions had utterly humiliated Elder Mountain, trampling their dignity underfoot.

Two elders were killed, and the remaining ones had to respectfully send Lu Wu away, then were forced to seal the mountain.

Following that ordeal, Elder Mountain, already unstable from Dudu's previous attacks, had completely fallen from grace, and the entire Alliance seemed on the verge of collapse.

The attitude of the new Governor of Jiangnan Province towards Lu Wu clearly showed how much Elder Mountain's status had declined within the Alliance.

The residents of Elder Mountain depended on it for their livelihood.

When Elder Mountain was revered, even a janitor from there was treated with high regard once they stepped outside.

Now that Elder Mountain had declined, their interests were severely affected.

This made the people of Elder Mountain despise Lu Wu.

Now, just when Lu Wu had been arrogant for one day, he died, and everyone's interests in Elder Mountain had been secured. How could they not be thrilled?

They were even more excited than on New Year's Day.

"Old Zhao, well done!"

Zhang Mingrui, who was in charge of holding the fort and had been on bad terms with his colleague for decades, was the first to give him a big hug.

Zhao Xue'en, who normally wouldn't dare slow down for Zhang Mingrui, accepted his hug this time.

Happy, because Lu Wu was dead—a hug was just a hug.

A little dirtiness didn't matter.

After embracing, the two old men quickly separated, each nauseated for a moment, then proceeded to issue commands.

"Notify the Alliance, the mountain seal of Elder Mountain is lifted,

set today as the Demon Extermination Festival.

Celebrate a little, and also commemorate the demise of Lu Wu, this demon!"

"Also, send someone to grab the Governor of Jiangnan Province and anyone who had relations with Lu Wu!"

…

Clearly, Elder Mountain didn't plan to let such a significant event as Lu Wu's death pass quietly.

How could it be understated?

They had been deeply humiliated by Lu Wu.

They had been treated so miserably, and now that they had finally killed Lu Wu, shouldn't they flaunt it?

This wasn't about small-minded triumph.

This was about restoring the image of Elder Mountain and reestablishing its dignity.

Thus, this 'festive' atmosphere spread out from Elder Mountain and quickly enveloped the entire Alliance.

With the current state of communications, it didn't take hours for the entire Alliance to learn of Lu Wu's death.

Of course, along with the news of Lu Wu's death, there were also numerous details about his life.

Countless media delved deep into Lu Wu's biography.

Soon, everyone in the Alliance knew that Lu Wu was a baby who snatched bottles from others.

At one year old, he was already teasing girls, and by three, he was killing people. Recently, he was responsible for the deaths of millions around Elder Mountain and within the Changping Secret Realm.

Clearly, the media were influenced by Elder Mountain.

Elder Mountain pinned every possible blame on Lu Wu.

They even fabricated conditions to push more onto him.

They quickly turned Lu Wu into a figure despised by thousands.

This not only further obliterated Lu Wu but also magnified the merits of Elder Mountain.

Their action of eliminating Lu Wu added a legendary, even heroic, shade to their story.

Indeed, of twelve elders, only four remained after killing Lu Wu, which sounded utterly heroic.

Lu Wu was thus nailed to the Alliance's pillar of shame and to Elder Mountain's medal of honor.

He became a demon, etched into the hearts of the ordinary people of the Alliance.

And this day truly became the Demon Extermination Day of the Alliance, with the entire Alliance celebrating.

Some, particularly happy and capable ones, not only celebrated themselves but also spread the joy.

Take Gutian, for example.

He was particularly generous.

Upon learning of Lu Wu's death, he immediately made a grand gesture.

He spent all his money.

In Beijing, at Lu Wu's originating place, he booked dozens of hotels to host continuous banquets, celebrating Lu Wu's demise and honoring the big shots of Elder Mountain.

Look at this move; it kept him happy and curried favor with Elder Mountain—how clever!

Inspired by Gutian, many others followed suit.

In no time, all the high-end hotels across the Alliance were providing free-flowing banquets.

The common people received benefits, making Lu Wu's demonic identity all the more firmly established.

Many crazed individuals even demolished Lu Wu's family home in Quan City—not just one house, but the entire neighborhood.

Every school Lu Wu attended, including Jiangnan University, was forcibly demolished; those who had worked for or been underlings of Lu Wu were persecuted.

The whole Alliance, the entire world, denied Lu Wu.

He was thoroughly dealt with as a demon.

And as Lu Wu's antagonists, Elder Mountain regained its dignity, and its members glowed with renewed splendor.

Beneath this halo of Holy Light, they could once again engage in dirty, despicable deeds.

Sometimes, demons and angels are just that clear-cut!