"Boy, you've got some skill, but you're far too stupid. If you'd obediently let yourself be bound, you might have suffered less. Once you fall into my hands, I'll let you taste the agony of that legendary ten thousand snakes devouring the soul..."
Before his words had even faded, the twang of bowstrings reached their ears. The three arrows were like venomous snakes rearing up to bite back, pouncing viciously toward Lin Xuan.
They were unbelievably fast, like meteors through drifting feathers, and in almost a single flash they had arrived before Lin Xuan.
In all martial arts beneath heaven, only speed was unbreakable. This saying applied just as well in the world of immortal cultivation.
Yet Lin Xuan showed not the slightest hint of panic. He merely lowered his head a little, actually treating those razor-sharp arrows as if they did not exist.
A buzzing sound entered their ears, and the Mystic Cyan Mother-Child Shield, which had once rendered meritorious service, surfaced again. There were six shields in all, arranged in the shape of a fan. Without Lin Xuan making any extra movement, spiritual light burst from each of them and linked into a cyan curtain of light. A taiji diagram circulated across it, appearing extremely mysterious and filled with a wild, ancient, and primitive aura.
This thing had originally been an imitation Spirit Treasure, and moreover a rare set-type magic artifact. Its power was naturally unparalleled. Although those arrows were no ordinary objects either, if one said they could break through this shield's defense, Lin Xuan would never believe it no matter what.
Clang...
The sound of metal clashing against metal entered their ears. The arrows were indeed blocked. However, instead of flying into a shameful rage, a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.