It was already a Demon King, yet it still fell apart. This showed that the Skeleton King held nothing back against its former subordinate.
It was an absolute beatdown, intended to kill.
"Cleaning house" wasn't just an empty threat.
Feng Linjie, who was sitting cross-legged, was overjoyed. 'So this skeleton that always looks for an easy score finally gets what's coming to it,' he thought.
He would just watch the show and not interfere. Of course, if Tu Xiao'an ordered him to, he would have no choice.
But Feng Linjie could see that Tu Xiao'an wanted to temper his Skeleton Monster. If it proved to be a disappointment, then it would be better to just get rid of it.
It was as the saying goes: the master opens the door, but you must walk the path yourself.
If you relied on others for everything, there was no point in even existing.
"Get up. Go back and fight."
Tu Xiao'an calmly looked at the fleshless skull at his feet and kicked it over to the pile of bones nearby.
