The Legend of the Heaven-Slaying Bow

I'd like to trouble you... to die again.

A few very simple words came out.

Everyone who heard it felt their hearts pound.

The dark figures in the sky, in particular, seemed unable to believe the sounds they were hearing.

Due to the effect of the Shadow Cloak.

Even the shadowy figure couldn't detect his presence.

I couldn't figure out their tactics for a while.

However, this did not deter the evil spirits from their rage.

These hundred-odd people are all individuals with excellent Root Bone and abundant vitality, making them excellent nourishment.

They are much stronger than the Black Dragon Clan.

If only we could imprison these hundred-odd people in the Forest of the Dead and absorb their life force.

In just a few years, it will be able to come back to life.

Back to the top!

A glint of greed flashed in the shadowy figure's eyes.

The dark aura that blotted out the sky rose up once more.

The evil spirit's size had also increased by more than ten times.

It became a colossal, towering creature.

The disciples' hearts trembled slightly at that moment.

He stared nervously at the dark figure in the sky.

Chen Ning smiled faintly and said, "Just a wisp of a remnant soul, yet you dare to be so presumptuous?"

Silence.

Another deathly silence descended.

With Chen Ning's keen insight, he had already seen through the shadowy figure's true nature.

I thought there really was some kind of evil spirit claiming my life.

It turned out to be nothing more than a Secret Method.

It's estimated that during a great war thousands of years ago, a fallen warrior used some method to preserve a wisp of his soul, waiting for an opportunity to be resurrected.

It's not some kind of ghost that's gone after death at all.

It was all for nothing that Chen Ning deliberately delayed his time just to encounter this evil spirit and eliminate it while he was at it.

Moreover, Chen Ning felt...

Even if there are evil spirits, their strength wouldn't be outrageously powerful.

If it were truly that powerful, the cultivation world would have been shaken long ago.

But Chen Ning was completely unaware of this news.

That means that even if there are ghosts, it's not as terrifying as it sounds.

If it truly existed, the Forest of the Dead would have been designated a forbidden area long ago.

Hearing Chen Ning's calm words.

The dark figure in the sky froze.

Then, his tone filled with exasperation, he said, "I am... the Venerable Slaughter, who governs... the killing and punishments of heaven and earth, immortal... indestructible, how dare you... blaspheme me?"

"Pfft..."

Chen Ning couldn't help but laugh, "At a time like this, stop bragging."

Just now, in order to show him more importance.

Chen Ning specifically activated the [Lie Detection] skill that came with the title.

However, after the shadowy figure finished speaking, the displayed result was: False.

This is very awkward.

The shadowy figure was enraged.

Their momentum surged once again.

A terrifying black light descended, enveloping the sky above Chen Ning.

Beside.

Xiao Yuan struggled to rush over.

He couldn't just stand by and watch Brother Chen be killed by the evil spirit.

Countless members of his clan died under this black light.

But this time...

It seems somewhat different.

Chen Ning did not back down.

There was no attempt to dodge.

Instead, he took out a gleaming golden longbow from his bosom.

After removing it.

Chen Ning paused for a brief two seconds.

Speechless.

At that moment, the Little Black Dragon was curled up at one end of the longbow, fast asleep.

Helpless, Chen Ning summoned a Holy Light Arrow.

Once the bow is drawn, an arrow is shot.

Although the shadowy figure was a bit pretentious, his strength was still considerable.

Even with his Ninth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm cultivation, he found it difficult to withstand this layer of black light.

No wonder it was able to imprison the Black Dragon Clan for eight hundred years.

The strength of this dark figure should already exceed the Spirit Martial Realm.

It seems he has entered the Earth Martial Realm.

Therefore, it should not be underestimated.

He must be given Holy Light Arrow.

Arrows flashed!

A dazzling, holy light instantly tore through the black light.

It soared into the sky!

The shadowy figure immediately panicked.

"These... these are the Eight Divine Artifacts?"

At this moment, the shadowy figure was lost in memories.

Three thousand years ago.

On the Artifact Spirit Ranking.

There are Eight Divine Artifacts listed.

These are the eight most powerful and terrifying divine weapons in the world, with boundless power.

To seize the creation of heaven and earth.

Possessing unparalleled power.

The land of Spirit Province is famous for its Heaven-Slaying Bow.

The one who obtains this item can even command the heavens.

Gale-force winds and cold rain, the Essence Power of heaven and earth—all can be used as arrows.

But the most fitting match is the legendary Holy Light Arrow.

Supreme divine radiance.

Purify all evil spirits.

Unexpectedly, I encountered the Heaven-Slaying Bow.

The shadowy figure was now as frightened as a startled bird.

Terrified.

He merely committed some minor evils in this small Forest of the Dead, imprisoning the Black Dragon Clan for eight hundred years.

How could this have alarmed the wielder of the righteous Divine Artifact?

This doesn't make sense!

The shadowy figure was on the verge of tears.

He was nothing more than a pitiful remnant soul.

They dared not provoke the Heavenly Dao.

They merely eke out a living in the Forest of the Dead.

I just want to be reborn.

They've been keeping a low profile, only showing off once a year, and are doing their best to protect themselves to avoid being targeted by reputable groups.

They were still targeted.

The Holy Light Arrow hurtled towards them.

He had no way to dodge it.

He could only let this pure arrow of holy light end his remaining soul.

Swallowed away little by little.

Holy Light Arrow purify all evil.

It can be said to be its natural nemesis.

The shadowy figure was unwilling to accept defeat.

The shadowy figure roared.

But it was all in vain at this point.

It eventually faded away.

Then.

The arrows did not stop their momentum.

Instead, it descended upon the location of the Black Dragon Clan.

It is purifying the invisible shackles on the people of the tribe.

That was the method by which the evil spirits imprisoned them.

Chen Ning walked up to the Black Dragon Clan, about to say a few words of thanks, but without saying a word, they all bowed down in obeisance, led by Elder Long.

More and more Black Dragon Clan emerged from the cave.

They paid homage to Chen Ning.

"Isn't this... a bit too polite?"

Chen Ning was completely baffled.

Lu Ping then quietly reminded him, "Sect Leader, it seems they're worshipping the one on your longbow..."

Chen Ning then realized.

The Little Black Dragon woke up at some point.

This time, it didn't try to be cute.

She didn't snuggle back into his arms.

Instead, they held their heads high.

They accepted the Black Dragon Clan's worship with a clear conscience.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ning suddenly had a guess.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it? You're a black dragon, and they're from the Black Dragon Clan..."

Not far away, the kneeling Elder Long's eyes were filled with excitement.

He looked joyful.

Unable to control oneself.

In High Antiquity times, the Black Dragon saved the village from disaster and left behind a drop of his Essence Blood, which was passed down to the clan chief at that time.

They therefore worshipped the black dragon and named themselves the Black Dragon Clan.

Time flies.

Now that Lord Black Dragon has descended upon the world once more and saved his people from the clutches of evil spirits, how could Elder Long not be moved?

I felt my heart surging with emotion.

Even though Lord Black Dragon's body is now small, his aura remains unchanged, and the Unseen bloodline connection is unmistakable.

The other Black Dragon Clan were all extremely devout.

Simply because that is their origin.

It is their faith.

Seeing that they were wasting time by kneeling, Chen Ning waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop being so formal. We still have a long way to go."

Elder Long looked up respectfully at Chen Ning and said, "I have a request, and I beg you to grant it!"