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Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

Pigeon Chang · Oriental
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Chapter 72: They are just remnants of the Huang Tian Sect, kill them!

"Despicable!"

The big man with a twisted beard was indifferent.

He walked forward confidently, pinched Shen Xiu's chin, and said, "You're quite pretty too. How about this, spend a night with me, and I can let you all live."

Shen Xiu brushed away the dirty hand of the big man with a twisted beard, her face resolute, remaining silent.

"Hmm?"

The big man with a twisted beard looked angry and slapped her.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed by, and the big man looked down to see Tian Xiaohu coming from the side, holding his wrist.

"So, are you determined to fight us to the death?" Tian Xiaohu asked solemnly, word by word.

"Hmph, what if I am? Kill them!" the big man with a twisted beard ordered his subordinates.

The four words were like icy blades, causing the already tense and oppressive atmosphere in the hall to shatter and fully erupt.