PNB Chapter 141 The Allure of That One Arrow
Chapter 141 The Allure of That One Arrow
Chapter 141 The Allure of That Arrow
bang... bang...
The two mammoths struck the light screen in front of them rhythmically, one after another, without haste.
During the time Xiao Chong sensed the mysterious thread with his divine sense, the light screen began to dim. Each strike from the mammoth caused it to tremble more violently.
Seeing Xiao Chong sitting on the ground without moving for a long time, Yokoyama felt increasingly uneasy.
Just as he was getting extremely anxious, Xiao Chong suddenly moved.
"Have we finally found a way?" Yokoyama's eyes lit up at the sight. But the glimmer of hope in his eyes quickly vanished.
Brother Xiao, why did you bring out that broken bow again? Last time you even failed to kill a weak wolf-faced silver bear. Do you want to embarrass yourself again this time? Hengshan didn't understand Xiao Chong's actions at all.
Xiao Chong was unaware of Hengshan's thoughts; at that moment, all his attention was focused on the Zhentian Bow.
As before, it still involves inhaling, contracting the abdomen, and concentrating the mind. However, after cultivating to the third rank of Mind Master, the mental strength has greatly increased, and there is no longer a need to contract the anus.
All of Xiao Chong's mental energy instantly converged at his brow. His eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at the three fingers gripping the bowstring, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.
An arrow the size of a toothpick appeared on the bowstring, radiating a captivating dark light.
The Soul Arrow has finally taken shape!
The most amazing thing is that the [Soul Arrow] automatically found that mysterious thread as soon as it appeared and locked onto it firmly!
What is this? A toothpick? Or... an arrow? Although Yokoyama was disappointed, his eyes remained fixed on Xiao Chong's every move.
Seeing a small arrow appear out of thin air on the bowstring, he suddenly recalled the scene of Xiao Chong fighting against the Star Soul Beast.
At the time, I only heard the sound of a bow, and I didn't seem to see any arrows being shot, but in the end, the Star Soul Beast did fall down.
Could it be that this is the power of this little arrow? A small glimmer of hope resurfaced in Yokoyama's disappointed heart.
The bow slowly bent, and the bowstring gradually unfurled. When the Heaven-Shaking Bow was drawn into a full moon, Xiao Chong released his grip.
hum!
To Yokoyama's astonishment, the [Soul Arrow] streaked across the sky like a shooting star, leaving only the bowstring trembling gently in the breeze.
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Deep in the mountains, two bald, burly men sat facing north, as if performing some kind of ritual.
The fat man lowered his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and muttered incantations. The thin man sat beside him, one hand forming a hand seal, the other holding a wooden mallet, gently tapping a small round piece of wood in front of him.
If Xiao Chong were here, he would find that the mallet and the round log were joined together, which was the wooden fish that he had seen in his previous life, the one that monks used when chanting sutras.
"Senior brother, you said that the temple used spiritual veins as bait to lure these people to the Southern Wilderness, and then gathered wild beasts to kill them. What exactly is the purpose of this?" the skinny man asked while striking the wooden fish.
"This world hasn't produced a Martial God for many years, and the 'Indestructible Body' is far from enough. Therefore, the higher-ups want to stimulate these cultivators to see if they can find a few suitable bodies, and then use secret methods to quickly generate them before sending them out."
The fat man continued chanting without stopping, yet he still managed to answer the thin man's questions; it was a mystery how he did it.
"Then why not search among the truly powerful clans, and then capture them directly? Wouldn't that be easier?" the skinny man asked, puzzled.
"Why do you have so many questions?" The fat man's tone was a little impatient, but he always doted on his junior brother.
Therefore, upon hearing this, he replied, "Although it's easier to find them in large families, their power has grown so much that they no longer obey the orders of the elders' council. Moreover, to avoid arousing suspicion, the higher-ups can't openly take action, so they have no choice but to resort to this tactic."
"Those old fogies in the Elders' Council are getting less and less efficient. I don't know if the higher-ups are just bored and have nothing better to do than tolerate them until now." The skinny man hadn't been a member for long and clearly didn't know much about the "palace" he was referring to, so he spoke without any politeness.
"Junior brother, watch your words! Don't bring trouble upon yourself! How things are done in the palace is not something that small fry like you and me can arbitrarily interfere with!" The fat man paused in his chanting and shouted sternly.
Seeing that his senior brother was truly angry, the skinny man wanted to argue a bit more, but he was intimidated by his senior brother's power and dared not utter a sound.
The fat man realized his tone had been a bit harsh, and seeing the thin man lower his head and remain silent, he prepared to offer a few words of gentle comfort.
Just then, the sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and then a faint light appeared on the horizon, hurtling straight toward the two of them.
The glimmer of light was initially as thin as a hair, then grew as large as a firefly, and in a moment it transformed into an arrow.
Wherever it passed, the air burned violently due to high-speed friction, forming a long white trail in the air.
Sensing the terrifying energy contained in the arrow, the fat man's expression changed, and he abruptly looked up.
"Junior brother, be careful!" the fat man cried out in alarm, jumped up and grabbed his junior brother, and was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, the arrow seemed to have a mind of its own, pausing slightly in mid-air before automatically adjusting its direction and still locking onto the two burly men.
"Damn it, this is too evil!" Seeing that he couldn't dodge it, the fat man cursed, then stood in front of the thin man and threw a punch into the air.
call!
A phantom image shot out from the fist, just like a fist imprint colliding with an arrow.
However, it was all for naught!
To the astonishment of the fat man, the arrow pierced through the fist mark and hurtled down without hindrance, reaching the two men in an instant.
At the critical moment of life and death, a resolute look flashed across the fat man's face. He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Amidst the rain of blood, a purple phantom shaped like a lotus flower flew out of the fat man's mouth, piercing the air along the trajectory of the arrow.
laugh!
With a soft thud, the arrow, carrying a faint dark light, pierced through the fat man's skull, tearing off most of his head.
Inside the skull, which had lost its scalp, a mass of white brain matter throbbed violently, as if a pot were boiling over and about to explode at any moment.
"Senior brother!" The skinny man cried out in heart-wrenching pain, pulling the fat man into his arms.
The fat man's head had been turned into a bloody gourd, and even his eyes had been ripped off, making him look indescribably terrifying.
But what was strange was that he could still speak, letting out a broken, bitter laugh: "Master! You didn't lose unjustly! But your opponent, struck by my... Lotus Purple Seal, will certainly not have an easy time either..."
Junior brother's cultivation is insufficient... and he need not avenge me. Simply report this matter back to the hall, and someone will... use the lotus purple seal... to hunt him down for eternity, until he is dead..."
Snapped!
His brains splattered faster and faster until they finally exploded on the ground. The fat man's head lolled to one side, and he slumped into the thin man's arms, passing away peacefully.
"No!" The skinny man cried out in anguish, and after weeping for a long time, he lit a fire on the spot and threw the fat man's body into it.
"Senior brother, I will definitely avenge you with my own hands."
Once the fire had died down, the burly, thin man muttered a few words and began walking step by step towards the edge of the mountain. But he didn't head towards Tiannan Town; instead, he headed west, disappearing into the distance.