Chapter 942: A Cloud of Black Mist Shrouded in Hatred

Li Changsheng pulled his hands apart, and a dazzling arrow appeared in his right hand.

Whoosh...

With a sharp whistling sound, Li Changsheng flicked his wrist. The golden arrow became a streak of gold and shot toward the Black Robe Elder with a piercing shriek.

Sensing the arrow flying straight at him, the Black Robe Elder's expression changed drastically.

He wanted to dodge, but all the spiritual power in his body had been sealed. He could not move at all.

As he watched the sharp arrow streak toward him, the Black Robe Elder's heart filled with terror.

"Damn it... How could this happen?!"

Just as the Black Robe Elder panicked, an intense sense of danger suddenly rose from the depths of his mind, making his heart pound uncontrollably.

"Ah..."

With a miserable scream, the Black Robe Elder's black robe was instantly torn apart, exposing the white bones beneath. An arrow was embedded in the shoulder bone.

When he saw the terrifying runes carved onto the arrow, the Black Robe Elder's expression changed again.

"These are... Demon Race runes?"

"That's right. These are Demon Race runes. I'm taking your life today."

Li Changsheng sneered, drew the golden bow in his hand again, and fired another golden arrow that viciously pierced the Black Robe Elder's shoulder.

"Damn it!"

The Black Robe Elder's face turned livid, filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"I, the dignified Black Robe Elder, actually fell into the hands of a mere junior like you!"

"No matter who you are, I will never forgive you!"

The Black Robe Elder's voice brimmed with fury and unwillingness. His body shook violently, and perhaps because of his rage, the blood and energy within him began to churn.

The Black Robe Elder's anger left Li Changsheng slightly stunned. He had never expected the Black