Thud!
The monk crashed heavily from midair, slamming into the depths of the cave entrance.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, shrill sounds of air being torn apart rang out as countless arrows shot from deep within the cave entrance.
The monk lying on the ground had no time to dodge and was instantly pierced through by countless arrows.
The monk before the cave entrance could not even scream before collapsing into a pool of blood.
The arrows still seemed to have strength to spare as they shot out of the cave entrance, hurtling straight toward Lu Xuan's face.
Yet Lu Xuan, standing outside the cave entrance, did not move in the face of the unstoppable hail of arrows.
The next moment, Lu Xuan's figure gradually blurred, becoming as illusory as flowers reflected in a mirror and the moon cast upon water beneath the cold moonlight.
Countless arrows passed straight through him, as though they had encountered no obstruction at all.
From afar, Lu Xuan had already appeared some distance away from the cave entrance.
However, a strange look filled Lu Xuan's eyes. He seemed to have noticed something unusual among those arrows.
Among the majority of arrows embedded in the trees, there were several peculiar ones.
Lu Xuan slowly walked over to an ancient tree and examined an arrow buried deep in its trunk.
"Mystic Iron Arrow!"
"It's a Silver Armor Bow!"
At a glance, Lu Xuan's brows immediately furrowed as he discovered what was special about this arrow.
Both the shaft and the arrowhead had been forged from silvery mystic iron. Under the light of the torch in Lu Xuan's hand, they gleamed brilliantly with a silver-white radiance.
"How did the Pure World White Lotus Sect get their hands on something like this?"
Lu Xuan was somewhat shocked,