"Courting death! Since you're here, it's just perfect for me to forge another White Bone Sword," Master White Bone sneered, his attention fully on Su Shi'er, a faint cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Despite facing a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, he didn't dare underestimate his opponent. With a swift motion, he formed a seal with his hands, and a surge of True Essence burst forth.

As the True Essence roiled, the remaining bones in the sky seemed summoned, rapidly gathering before him to form a massive White Bone Shield.

While preparing his defense, he immediately commanded the White Bone Sword to fly towards Su Shi'er.