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

[Official Statement on Missing Content] Due to previous technical issues, certain content of this book was unfortunately missing. We are pleased to announce that the content has now been restored. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and invite readers to continue enjoying the novel. ----------------------------- 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!

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Chapter 128 Ancient Magic Treasure

Amidst the mountains, many creatures instinctively approached the Spirit Mechanism Land, hoping to acquire spiritual wisdom by soaking in its spirit essence.

However, by the time they arrived, all the spirit essence had dissipated, leaving only rampant sword qi behind.

Amongst all the sword qi, three small furnaces hovered in the air, slowly rotating, their mouths emitting brilliant rays of light, thin as strands.

All the fierce sword qi was gradually drawn into these lights, suppressed back into the broken blade.

The bloodstains on the mottled broken blade seemed to come alive under the illumination, slowly wriggling.

A buzzing sound arose.

The broken blade seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, sinking into the deep and boundless belly of the three-legged furnace.

Shen Qing's eyes narrowed, his mind racing, wanting to regain control of the three-legged furnace, and reclaim it.