Origin Demonic Path—World of Self
Having entered the Path, he had already reached its pinnacle.
His innate talents and the Original Forbidden Magic he had learned were abilities whose effects could not originally be changed, nor could they be unleashed through any other unconventional means.
Yet Lu Cang's new method now made perfect use of these abilities.
It had changed the way his fated death was triggered.
At the same time, it had made use of the Second Forbidden Magic—Time.
The devilish creature turned into a rain of blood.
Meanwhile, the seventh-tier archer nearby was utterly baffled. In her estimation, the devilish creature she had been fighting shouldn't have died so quickly.
At the very least, the shot she had just fired had been little more than a probing attack. It absolutely shouldn't have killed it.
But now, the impossible had happened.
And almost at the same moment, she sensed another battle erupting nearby.
They were outside the city of the Land of Seeing the Moon. No one else should have come here; there should have been only devilish creatures.
Then she saw a sky full of colors, shifting like the aurora. The devilish creatures swept by those lights all fell like rain, dissolving as they dropped.
"Is that... an ally?"
He was killing devilish creatures.
Had some hidden powerhouse finally appeared?
She looked at Lu Cang, but couldn't make him out...
Archers were usually also Observers. It was widely acknowledged that the two professions complemented each other. But when her perception swept over Lu Cang, it passed right through him.
She detected nothing at all, as if she were looking at a ghost.
Lu Cang stood high in the air.
He pointed one finger toward the sky.
"Cang Dao—Fifth Path: One Realm Cage."
The fifth form of Skyward Flow