Three hundred and sixty trapping formations, three hundred and sixty bamboo arrows, three hundred and sixty embroidery needles... In the end, they formed a gigantic sword formation. Gathering the power of heaven and earth, it waited only for the moment when the winds rose and clouds surged.
But all of that was meaningless!
Because Du Yulin had already loosed the arrow in her hand!
She did not ask for much. As long as she could match even a fraction of Wang Xian's swordsmanship, as long as the talisman on this arrow activated, that would be enough.
A bamboo arrow inscribed by a divine talisman master was enough to astound the world.
This was the arrow Du Yulin had fired after mustering all her courage and gathering every ounce of her strength.
Meanwhile, Wen Xiaoxiao lowered her head blankly, staring at the cloud of black mist slowly spreading across her chest.
She truly could not understand it. Could that sword strike borne on the wind be poisoned? But what poison in this world could possibly affect an unparalleled master like her?
What she did not know was that it was not poison at all.
It was the devouring power of the succubus, fused as one with Wang Xian!
A dark force that devoured flesh and blood, spiritual power, vitality, and even souls.
A power Wen Xiaoxiao could not comprehend, originating from an unknown place in the Demon Realm and beyond Wang Xian's control.
Whoosh!
Before she could recover her senses, a bamboo arrow tore through the void, passed through chaos, and pierced her chest—
No, her left shoulder.
But that was no longer important.
The arrow Du Yulin had fired bore a burning rune along its shaft. The instant it sank into flesh, the rune activated—
Wen Xiaoxiao lowered her head